Warlock Apprentice

Angor checked many times and finally accepted the truth, that he did reach level-3 for real.

The following tests told him that he could channel mana just fine, which meant his breakthrough was “proper” instead of being forced.

As for why this happened during his sleep… he took a guess that it had something to do with that strange condition on his shoulder.

It might have been caused by absorbing too much of the purification aroma. But how did that work?

“Is my professor here? Did he say anything about my condition?” Angor asked Number One.

Number One “nodded” by looking at the floor. “The Master should be here, but he did not provide his opinion. I received a voice transmission from him, that I’m to take Mister Padt to the bedroom, and that is all.”

“Voice transmission? He… didn’t come himself?”

Number One nodded again.

Also, Sunders mentioned something about a “long-lost friend”.

Is Sunders talking with a “long-lost friend”, so he shut himself in his room for a month?

But that didn’t make much sense.

Angor could only give up thinking about it because he had nothing else to go by.

He still had to check his own condition, especially on what happened to his soul. Anything else could wait.

He believed that the itch was caused by absorbing too much of the purification aroma, and ever since he woke up, he felt something was strange with his soul. He had been waiting for a chance to have some privacy so that he could eject his soul safely.

As soon as he chanted Spirit Mantra, he saw what he was looking for.

His soul, or what he believed to be his soul, looked no different than his real body now, which meant his soul quality had attained an even higher level. He realized he could affect the physical environment to a certain extent without even consuming any soul energy.

He did a small test by picking up a book without using gravity power, and it went well.

This also meant that his soul could now live on in this world for a longer period of time without the need for his physical body. And as long as he didn’t run into any wizard who could recognize his condition, he could very well deceive people by presenting his soul form in front of them.

As far as he knew, only high-level soul-manipulator apprentices could achieve such perfect soul quality. In fact, his soul was already beyond that level and was fit for becoming a wizard now.

Angor looked at the strange scar on the back of his shoulder.

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The scar was releasing pure soul energy at a slightly faster rate compared to before. It was still not enough to sustain his soul-related abilities, which meant that Angor still needed to study the training method he received from Isabelle.

Still, as long as he did not overuse his soul energy, his soul training combined with this continuous energy replenishment was enough to cover most of his expenses.

Is this all because the scar absorbed so much aroma back there?

He assumed it was a good thing to happen. Yet he ended up with more and more questions about the nature of this soul scar. Everything came with a price, and he didn’t believe that the scar provided him soul energy without any cost.

Something told him that even Sunders might not have an answer to this.

He needed to use the scar as a “seed” to explore the Nightmare Realm again. And that didn’t look so easy.

He did some further tests and noticed that the scar would stop pumping soul energy if his energy was full. And if he consumed some energy, the “supply” would come back again, as if the scar could tell the condition of his soul.

Angor was worried—it was as if the scar was somewhat intelligent.

The good side was that he didn’t need to fret about his soul exploding from receiving too much energy.

His soul was strong enough for him to forcefully go for the next level now. This was exactly what happened to Jebra in the garden—when Jebra’s soul gained enough quality after the purification, he immediately proceeded with a breakthrough.

Angor sighed. He then put all the questions aside for now and cleared his mind before he started to meditate.

At the same time, a strange butterfly slowly entered the territory of Floating Mech City…