Warlock Apprentice Chapter 1434 - 1434 Section 1435 The Disappearing Vision

Chapter 1434: Section 1435: The Disappearing Vision Chapter 1434: Section 1435: The Disappearing Vision The internal tearing sensation caused Angel’s sense of the passage of ti to beco blurred.

He felt as if his body was incessantly sinking, sinking… into a vast and unfathomable ocean, an ‘ocean’ so dense that nothing could penetrate it. In this surround, Angel saw all manner of bizarre scenes. And as he continued to plunge into the abyss, under the pressure of the deep sea, his body began to tear apart.

Angel felt his body being torn into countless pieces, and his consciousness was shattered, with a fragnt of it attaching to each piece of flesh.

His thoughts exploded like a burst balloon, and at this mont, he couldn’t make any logical judgnts.

Until, Angel fell to the seafloor.

When he felt his body could no longer sink, everything seed to co to a stop. He forced himself to open his eyes amid the chaotic darkness—

The darkness vanished in an instant.

Before him stood only a majestic door, which Angel recognized all too well as the Gate Model he had constructed, pattern by pattern.

At this mont, that door was shimring with dazzling light.

Angel subconsciously wanted to approach the door, and the environnt around him instantly beca fuzzy. By the ti he realized what was happening, he was already standing before it.

As Angel approached the door, the discomfort in his body began to subside. The feeling of being torn apart, both flesh and consciousness, seed to have been glued back together. Even his ability to think was gradually restored.

Angel suddenly seed to understand sothing.

He stepped through the door without any hesitation.

As he entered, all the discomfort in his body dissipated, and he felt an unprecedented sense of relief.

Before him, a “path” appeared.

And the door behind Angel shattered with a roar, dissolving into countless streaks of light, rging into the darkness.

…

After an unknown amount of ti had passed,

Angel opened his eyes back in reality. He slowly stretched his body, gradually uncurling from his huddled position.

Then, he stood up.

There was a rustling sound behind him. He turned to look and saw Sanders watching him, his eyes filled with confusion as if he had sothing to say.

And directly in front of Sanders, Frost with his gear mask was also looking at him. Although Angel couldn’t see Frost’s expression, he could feel a pair of intrigued eyes coming from behind that mask.

Angel slowly lifted his head to look at the sky.

The first thing he saw was the do, then the Ghost Ship drifting in the air. On the deck of the Ghost Ship, there seed to be familiar figures… but these were not what Angel was focused on.

He finally turned to look at the center of the swirling black cloud vortex overhead.

There was a void there, with all the black clouds spiraling around it, resembling the Magic Vortex he had just envisioned.

Angel quietly observed this void, and the void, like a pair of eyes embedded in the center of the vortex, t his gaze.

This was a strange sight that puzzled everyone’s mind.

Only Angel, whose expression went from initial bewildernt to a slow contemplation, and finally to a smile, as if he had realized sothing.

Everyone saw the changes in Angel’s expression, but they didn’t know that Angel’s Mind Space was also undergoing so kind of change.

After an indeterminate amount of ti, Angel lowered his head, deep in thought.

At the sa ti, everyone suddenly felt a brightness before their eyes, and the previously oppressive air returned to normal, including the terrifying presence of the world’s will that had also completely vanished.

They looked up in confusion, only to find that the black clouds that had spread across the entire sky had disappeared without a trace.

In the pitch-black night sky, now without a single cloud, only a lone moon shone coldly, casting a silver glow on everyone.

On the sky’s Ghost Ship, Falga looked at the old wizard in confusion, “What does this an? Wasn’t that a Law Creation Phenonon? Why did it suddenly disappear?”

Falga had read about the Law Creation Phenonon in books.

Essentially, the duration of a Law Creation Phenonon lasts at least a number of “days.” When Greya created Creation Magic over the Cloudnet Sea, the phenonon that appeared even stretched on for a hundred days: every gust of wind that brushed against the Cloudnet Sea beca tainted with the scent of minced flesh; every stream that flowed into the Cloudnet Sea scattered fragrances akin to fine wine.

Angel’s phenonon was too bizarre, coming together, then dissipating; coming together again, only to dissipate again.

Is this really a Law Creation Phenonon?

Falga’s question left the Wizard unable to answer; he couldn’t help but cast his gaze toward the several powerful Witches of Black Castle, hoping to find an answer from them.

However, Isabella was still imrsed in her own emotions. Kimberly shook her head at him, indicating she didn’t know either.

In the end, the Wizard looked toward the foremost part of the deck, at the white-haired woman with icy eyes—Isabel.

She had triggered Law Creation Phenonon several tis a millennium ago; she might know sothing.

Facing the Wizard’s puzzled look, Isabel said softly, “This Law Creation Phenonon is filled with oddities, and the ergence of the world’s will also seems amiss. However, making a judgnt is not difficult.”

“Who provoked this phenonon? Go and look at him, and you’ll know the answer.”

Everyone cast their gaze upon Angel.

As Falga watched Angel, he initially felt nothing, but perhaps their stares were too intense, making Angel also lift his head from his thoughts.

When Falga’s gaze t Angel’s, his heart skipped a beat. A terrifying thought burrowed into Falga’s mind. In his eyes, Angel once again transford into a giant, whose indifferent gaze was watching him…

“Wake up,” a cold voice entered Falga’s ears.

He looked up and saw Isabel standing in front of him at so point.

“Angel has just broken through not long ago and has yet to rein in his consciousness of spiritual-intent. His power is too far from yours, staring at him now will only bring harm to yourself,” Isabel said softly.

Falga nodded blankly; he didn’t fully comprehend the aning behind Isabel’s words, but the first sentence she spoke was deeply imprinted in his heart.

—Angel has just broken through not long ago.

Isabel’s words had confird one thing: Angel had truly broken through.

Countless Apprentices struggled bloodily and fell one after another on this path, yet Angel had charged through on his own… Falga had always considered himself a genius, but at this mont, he began to doubt his own Talent.

Falga’s bewildernt was due to Angel’s breakthrough.

But, the Wizard was actually very bewildered at this ti too.

Heeding Isabel’s words, the Wizard observed Angel. He too noticed that the air around Angel was swirling with the aura only an Official Wizard would possess, indicating that Angel had indeed succeeded in the breakthrough.

The Wizard felt bewildered because when he tried to sense Angel’s strength, he could feel nothing.

He was puzzled and tried to sense again, this ti even using a Spell Technique.

But still, there was a void.

Right at that mont, Angel lifted his head and t the eyes of everyone on the Ghost Ship. The Wizard did not fall into an Illusion like Falga did, but he deeply felt as if, in that mont, he was facing a towering mountain!

Angel’s power was already so formidable just after his promotion?

“Could it be that the phenonon from before was indeed a Law Creation Phenonon, and he has already embarked on the path of True Knowledge?” the Wizard wondered.

Isabel shook her head: “He has not entered the realm of True Knowledge yet, but the path lies under his feet…”

Her aning was quite clear: although Angel had not beco True Knowledge, the path to it was no longer vague to him, and in ti, it was inevitable that he would beco True Knowledge.

That is to say, the Law Creation Phenonon had to be real, otherwise Angel would not have seen this path.

But Isabel had her doubts too: if the Law Creation Phenonon was real, why had it suddenly vanished?

Under the do, Sanders was also asking Frost this question.

Sanders was very surprised, wondering why a Law Creation Phenonon would appear during Angel’s promotion? As far as he knew, Angel seed not to have engaged in any acts of Creation recently. But now that it had appeared, he wasn’t concerned with what specific Creation it was; he was more eager to know, why had the Law Creation Phenonon dispersed so quickly?

After pondering for a mont, Frost still watched the sky.

“Do you really think the Law Creation Phenonon has disappeared?”