Warlock Apprentice

At first, Angor feared that whatever occupied him would take him too long and ruin their escape plan. But soon, Erdus’ memory intrigued him so much that he completely forgot about his urgent matter.

The memory wasn’t long. It seemed the strange bead only contained random fragments of Erdus’ past life. It wasn’t designed for keeping memories.

When the story reached its end, Angor realized where the bead came from.

This item was called “Erdus’ Natural Mirage Bead”, a special artifact brewed using Erdus’ blood and over the creature’s prolonged lifespan, just like how seashells gave birth to pearls.

Erdus’ supernatural experience and power had bestowed a portion of its own intelligence to the bead. The bead was the very source of Erdus’ illusion abilities.

And Angor already understood why the illusions felt familiar—they were Mirages, a certain type of special illusions.

Mirage was a type of illusion woven by using natural elements in the environment and was considered an advanced skill among all illusionists. Even the most basic Mirage illusions required someone to be a level-3 apprentice to master, which was why Angor never attempted this particular subject before.

“That’s Dira? Nice. He’ll make a fine example for the new generation,” several guards from the city whispered to each other.

“Oh, I see my Huitoni. Good job, girl.”

“Now where did that little brat of mine go?”

Sabot and Mithra were also sitting at a corner.

“You know, Diablo can always participate in this,” Sabot said. He sighed. “I saw many level-3 apprentices went in.”

“Those are the ones who failed to break through their limits for many years. Therefore, they can only gamble for that tiny chance that the law might bring. Diablo has great talent, he does not need such radical means.” Mithra chuckled.

“Angor once comprehended a natural law, right? I wonder if he’d do it again.”

“Nah. That will make these natural laws look like jokes.”

“Yeah…” Sabot lowered his head and considered. He then murmured, “I didn’t see Angor at the altar. He’s still on his way? Or…”

Mithra didn’t reply. He trusted Angor’s potential. “He’s coming, I know it. It isn’t hard for him to stay alive in the garden.”

Meanwhile, Muse was floating beside Lawson while thinking about the same question.

“Where’s Angor? Come on, I have my filming stone ready here. I thought I can record something awkward last time, but he actually beat the Lord of Tentacles and all the monster fish and still looked cool. So boring!”

Muse planned to wait for the moment when Angor’s bodily filth was purified by the garden so that he could keep Angor’s embarrassing look and later use it against the boy.

Lawson glanced at Muse’s cunning smile and sighed.

I wonder which one of them will get embarrassed today?

Lawson suddenly shivered a little and quickly took out a strange machine from his storage dimension. The item resembled a spirit indicator meter that had a number indicating 0 to 100%.

The meter was shining. The original indication of 55% quickly increased to 62% under one second.

Muse also noticed that change and understood what was happening faster than anyone else. After all, he was the one who invented this meter that was used to calculate the progress of the garden sacrifice.

When it reached 100%, it meant the purification garden had successfully gained a new level.

Sacrificing the entire flying fish world only increased the meter to 50%, while letting the apprentices kill each other in the Sea of Purification boosted it to 55%. What they were seeing now suggested that something just happened and gave the progress another push of around 7%, which was bigger than the sum of all dead apprentices.

“One of the main sacrificial materials just died?” Muse asked in a small voice.

Lawson frowned. “Perhaps. Telling from the numbers… it should be one of the strongest components, which means the forefather of the Duons or Erdus.”

“They are both wizard-level presence. You’re telling me an apprentice killed one of them?”

“I… don’t think it’s possible.” Lawson shook his head and said, “Let’s just take a look.”

When he waved a hand, the giant screen suddenly changed its display.