Today's star player, Wind Sprite, was about to appear.
Saul slowly retreated, leaving the main stage to the Old Witch.
A wizard slowly erged from the dark passage ahead.
For so reason, her face was covered with a layer of black veil, making her features unclear, but Penny recognized the ntal power fluctuations on her body.
"It's Wind Sprite!" But Penny was also sowhat puzzled. "But sothing seems off."
"What did you sense?" Saul asked.
"I feel her ntal power is much weaker than before."
Penny's words once again confird Saul's speculation. Moreover, Wind Sprite was already standing before Saul, yet the diary showed no warnings, indicating at least that his plan had so feasibility.
Wind Sprite's first glance fell on the Old Witch, then she also recognized Saul standing behind her.
Initially she was indeed surprised, but imdiately regained her composure.
"Do you think that because I didn't casually kill you when I took the magic reservoir, you can entertain fantasies of resistance?"
Her words were full of authority. If the diary hadn't remained silent until now, Saul might have actually believed her.
The Old Witch also wasn't deceived by the opponent. She completely ignored those flowery words and directly charged forward.
Wind Sprite didn't engage in battle but faced the two and retreated into the dim passage behind her.
The Old Witch followed closely.
But strangely, when both entered the darkness, Saul lost perception of them.
Then the darkness ahead, like ink dropped into clear water, began expanding and spreading toward Saul.
Saul had just stepped back when the darkness suddenly accelerated and "swallowed" him whole.
The world before his eyes instantly transford.
Before him was no longer a winding cave but a bustling city.
The streets were busy with traffic.
Richly dressed wealthy people and nobles rode in open carriages with pleasant expressions, chatting and laughing.
Beside the roads, children in tattered clothes waited for horse manure that might fall to the street.
Sounds of fabric rustling, hard-soled shoes colliding with cobblestone roads, conversations in strange accents...
Amidst all this bustle, new mories suddenly surged in Saul's mind. As if he was no longer a wizard walking on the edge of life and death pursuing power, but an ordinary commoner.
More and more details and mories appeared, seemingly completing his mories as a commoner.
Saul wasn't affected by this sudden change. He closed his eyes, and all the various noisy sounds instantly disappeared.
As if closing his eyes could restore his mory.
But Saul also knew that if he allowed himself to sink into this, he would soon forget his identity and completely fall, becoming part of the bustling city.
"Is this an illusion?"
Saul had just finished speaking when he answered his own question.
"No."
A pair of silver wings outlined like tal extended from the gaps in Saul's shoulder blades.
"It's a dream." Saul slowly opened his eyes.
The bustling city and noisy sounds reappeared, but couldn't shake Saul.
He gradually found discordance in this world that seed so real it initially made him unable to distinguish truth from falsehood.
That was, when you widened your eyes trying to see the world's details clearly, you'd discover everything was blurry and unclear.
When Saul's cognition returned to its proper place, the disguise lost its effectiveness.
His silver wings behind him flapped once, and his entire body flew into the sky like a real butterfly.
Ti in the dream rapidly passed, and the scenes gradually beca lines.
Then, "Ding—"
Like the sound of an electrical signal being shut off.
Saul opened his eyes.
He still stood in the dim passage.
The darkness that had once engulfed his entire body had disappeared.
But both the Old Witch and Wind Sprite were gone.
"When Wind Sprite appeared just now, the fluctuations on her body were only at second-rank wizard level, but Penny said she still maintained third-rank pressure in front of others. Now it seems this pressure was just so kind of disguise."
Saul was sowhat puzzled. "But why did her disguise's power co from dreams?"
"Does Wind Sprite also excel at dreams like Dreammaker?"
"Or did Dreammaker contribute to Wind Sprite's disguise?"
Saul's expression changed.
If Dreammaker was secretly connected to Wind Sprite, then his and the Old Witch's counterattack would be dangerous.
The only good thing was that the diary still hadn't objected. That ant as long as they took down Wind Sprite before Dreammaker could react, they still had a chance to retreat safely.
Thinking this, Saul no longer hesitated and didn't search for where Wind Sprite and the Old Witch had gone. He stepped into the dim passage before him while having Penny scout ahead.
However, just after turning a corner, he saw a fork.
Left led upward, right sloped slightly downward.
"Which way?"
Saul first looked toward the right, and the diary that had been silent suddenly appeared!
[Lunar Calendar Year 319, July 4th,
Curious about high-level beings' battles? Take a secret peek,
Perhaps you can understand the truth earlier.
Or recognize reality sooner.
Truth is death, Reality is also.]
Can't go right!
This death warning from the diary was very clear.
Now, if he went to the right passage, the outco would be death.
But the warning's content truly made him curious.
What truth would he see, what reality would he discover?
However, Saul could still control his curiosity. After seeing the death warning, he didn't spare even half a glance toward the right passage but turned and entered the left passage.
The left passage wound upward, and the mountain's walls were no longer deliberately laid stone walls but beca primitive earth-stone composites.
As if recently excavated.
Magical arrays for supporting the walls could be seen at intervals. The magic crystals embedded in them were also full of magical power.
"A new passage Wind Sprite deliberately opened... should be prepared for the magic reservoir." Saul was delighted and imdiately quickened his pace.
If not for guarding against possible traps, he would have flown.
But perhaps because there hadn't been ti yet, or Wind Sprite was already too lazy to set up more traps, Saul's subsequent journey was smooth.
Soon, after ascending for three minutes, a light curtain appeared before him.
Behind the light curtain should be where the magic reservoir was located.
Penny, who had been scouting ahead, stopped and said sowhat surprisingly, "Brother Saul, the power contained in this light curtain also seems to be dream power~"
"Dreams again?" Saul frowned. "It seems this Wind Sprite and Dreammaker definitely have entanglents unknown to outsiders."
Saul stepped forward and discovered the light curtain contained extrely complex magical power operations. It seed only by solving the operational patterns within could the light curtain be safely opened.
"Ti for problem-solving again?" Saul's eyes once again fell on the diary. "If I waste too much ti here, I might alert Dreammaker Clark. Although he spared after learning I was Master Gorsa's student, if he discovers I know his and Wind Sprite's secrets, he'll definitely kill . So diary buddy, I'll have to trouble you again this ti!"
Before the diary could respond, Saul suddenly heard Penny's proud and sowhat smug voice.
"Brother Saul, I can crack this light curtain! It's very easy!"
(End of Chapter)
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