Warlock Apprentice Chapter 1698: Section 1699 First Attempt

Chapter 1698: Section 1699 First Attempt

“Is this the platform for the mana-bearing array?” Greya, though not very familiar with magic patterns, could still discern that the intricate lines within the crystal disc were ford by multiple magic patterns, converging to create the mana array.

“Yes.” Angel nodded, signaling to Greya that she could try activating the mana array.

Following Angel’s guidance, Greya reached out her finger and gently touched the very center of the crystal disc. A faint energy escaped from her fingertip.

At the mont the energy seeped into the crystal disc, the lines within it began to emit dazzling light. At the sa ti, their surroundings seed to suddenly darken, transforming from midday into a pitch-black night.

A massive, flowing mana array pattern appeared out of thin air, positioned beneath everyone’s feet.

The world plunged into darkness, leaving only the brightness of the mana array beneath their feet illuminating the space.

As the group stood at the center of the mana array, faint whispers could be heard around them—like wind rustling through the forest, clouds lingering over mountains; waves crashing against the shore, or thunder roaring in a storm.

The sensation felt as if they had traversed a narrow passage, entering an expansive and boundless world. It was akin to hearing a piano lody that extolled destiny, stirring an unpredictable and profound feeling deep from within.

While Greya and Sharley were still lost in this wondrous ntal landscape, Angel quietly whispered, “This is ‘Destiny’s Boiling Tune.'”

After so unknown amount of ti passed, Sharley finally snapped out of her trance.

“I can feel it. It’s like there’s a fla in my chest, faintly flickering.” She clutched her chest, her eyes flashing with astonishnt.

“That fla represents your talent,” Angel looked at Sharley. “When you use the corresponding Demon Bloodstone to activate it, during the boiling song of destiny, the fla within your chest will ignite the most brilliant sparks.”

“So, this is the effect of ‘Destiny’s Boiling Tune.'” Greya chuckled softly, her eyes showing a hint of nostalgia. “Truth be told, ever since I beca an Official Wizard, it’s been a long ti since I’ve used my talent. Standing here in this mana array reminds of the days when I, as an apprentice, frequently relied on my talent.”

The effect of ‘Destiny’s Boiling Tune’ is to amplify talent abilities. Although it hasn’t been fully activated yet, it’s enough to allow one to sense the existence of their talent.

Angel curiously asked, “What is your talent?”

Greya smiled faintly. “A talent related to culinary arts. It’s not particularly useful for increasing strength, but it was because of this talent that I caught the eye of the then-controller of the Candy House, ‘Madam Candy,’ who took in as her disciple.”

After a pause, Greya looked at Angel. “What about you? What’s your talent? Don’t tell you don’t have one—I won’t believe you.”

Greya’s question also caught the interest of Sharley, who had been absorbed in the feeling of the fla in her chest. She perked up her ears. Angel’s legend had long spread, his rapid ascent from a mortal to an Official Wizard in a few short years leaving everyone wondering about the nature of his talent. Sharley was curious as well.

Under Greya’s insistent gaze, Angel chuckled softly. “My talent is hard to describe. At least within this mana array, I haven’t sensed anything out of the ordinary: no flickering fla in my chest, no flash of spirit light—everything feels just as usual.”

“No anomalies in ‘Destiny’s Boiling Tune’?”

“Correct.” Angel answered with notable calmness. Though Greya hadn’t employed the True Statent spell, she felt Angel wasn’t lying.

“If what you’re saying is true, there are only two possibilities: Either you don’t have a talent, or your talent is very unique—or perhaps so extraordinary that it surpasses the observation range of this mana array, making it undetectable.” Greya’s eyes glead with intrigue. “Which do you think it is?”

After a brief silence, Angel responded composedly, “Does it matter?”

Greya chuckled lightly. “Indeed, it doesn’t matter. I’m just curious. If you don’t wish to elaborate, let’s return to the main topic.”

Greya’s decision to drop the inquiry left Sharley feeling vaguely disappointed; she had been ready to delve into gossip.

However, in Sharley’s own speculation, Angel couldn’t possibly lack a talent. Perhaps his talent was, as Greya suggested, either sothing unique or so advanced that it exceeded the assessnt capability of ‘Destiny’s Boiling Tune.’

While Sharley was silently pondering, Greya brushed aside the previous discussion and remarked, “Now that we have ‘Destiny’s Boiling Tune’ and the Demon Flower Sprite Demon Bloodstone is prepared, your experint can begin, right?”

Greya’s face showed curiosity; she had not been heavily involved in Angel’s proposed experint, so she wasn’t certain if it would work. Furthermore, she suspected Angel was hiding critical information. Yet, with Toby being loyal to Angel and unwilling to take her side, she had no alternative.

Still, if Angel’s idea truly allowed Toby to repeatedly face the Extre Resentnt Thoughts within the dreamscape and accumulate experience, perhaps Toby could ultimately overco its challenge?

Greya currently didn’t have any better ideas herself. Although she didn’t fully understand Angel’s experintal details, she trusted that Angel wouldn’t harm Toby. Thus, she was willing to feign ignorance and cooperate with Angel on this peculiar experint.

“We can indeed start trying it now.” Angel nodded, then turned to look at Toby.

During Angel’s refinent period, Greya hadn’t subjected Toby to intense training, giving it a relaxing two days. But starting today, Toby’s comfortable life was about to end.

Angel extended his hand, and Toby flew over, landing in his palm.

“Are you ready?” Angel gently stroked Toby’s feathers and asked quietly.

Within the Wilderness of Dreams, Angel had already inford Toby about the upcoming arrangents. Toby understood fully: the process ahead would be imnsely challenging, but if it could endure, not only would its strength significantly improve, it would also no longer be threatened by the Extre Resentnt Thoughts.

This was an unavoidable road that Toby had to traverse.

Though Toby frequently grumbled about training, it had never shirked from Greya’s lessons—it understood that the training’s purpose was to make it stronger.

Only by becoming stronger could it protect the ones most important to it.

With that thought in mind, Toby nodded resolutely without hesitation.

…

Soon, Toby embarked on its first trial.

The easiest participant in this trial was probably Greya. She simply had to stand outside the range of ‘Destiny’s Boiling Tune’ and quietly wait for the experint to conclude.

The second least burdened was Sharley. Sharley only needed to do one thing: If Toby began confronting the Extre Resentnt Thoughts in the House of the Heart and its emotions spiraled out of control, she would have to crush the Demon Flower Sprite Demon Bloodstone Angel had given her, utilizing her strengthened talent to suppress Toby’s chaotic emotions.

The busiest party, excluding Toby, was Angel.

Since this was the first trial, Angel couldn’t yet confirm whether Sharley could effectively suppress Toby’s emotional instability. Thus, he had to continuously switch between reality and the Wilderness of Dreams, monitoring Toby in both realms to ensure he could pull Toby out of the House of the Heart imdiately if Sharley faltered.

If the trial succeeded, Angel wouldn’t need to go through such painstaking asures in the future, but for now, he could not afford any missteps.

As Angel shifted between reality and the dreamscape, Toby once again approached the void-like Door within the House of the Heart, preparing to face what was currently its greatest adversary—the Extre Resentnt Thoughts.