After a few seconds, the dark void seed to transform into a deep abyss, abruptly spitting out a faint light from its depths, which gradually turned into an arc of light.
At the mont when the arc of light reached its brightest.
An unimaginably gigantic magical creature gradually revealed the outline of its head.
The arc of light seen earlier was the "lamp" on this creature’s forehead, similar to the anglerfish of the deep sea, illuminating the endless road of the dark void for it.
It sailed silently, appearing without any warning, like thunder striking on a clear ground.
Angel couldn’t fathom how large this magical creature was, as he could currently only see the outline of its head, but just its scarlet, glowing eyes were as large as a hill. One could imagine how colossal this magical creature that survived in the void must be.
Angel was staring at this terrifying magical creature from behind a do.
Even though the do shielded all oppressive forces and aura, just looking into its eyes, Angel felt a powerless chill born from deep within his heart...
The Dalmatian beside him continued barking at the magical creature in the void, but the creature seed not to hear the Dalmatian’s voice, only gazing at this small do with its huge, greedy eyes.
Angel didn’t know what this creature intended to do, but he instinctively took a few steps back.
If this creature intended to destroy the do, he must quickly find a route of retreat.
"Liani Magic Whale..."
A ssage subtly erged beside him, and Angel glanced back at the Void Traveler in the treasured birdcage, realizing the ssage ca from it.
Angel was preparing to further delve into this ssage, but at that mont, a sudden sound ca from behind.
Tap, tap, tap—
Two footsteps, one was the familiar tapping of leather shoes hitting the ground, the other was heavier, like a horse fitted with horseshoes, each step carrying a sharp tallic sense.
Angel didn’t turn around, hiding the fearful expression facing the outside of the do, suddenly discarding it. — He hadn’t forgotten he was still playing the part of Shava.
Angel gazed indifferently at the gigantic magical creature outside the do, like an absolutely calm observer.
The footsteps approached his side, and Angel casually glanced with the corner of his eye, seeing it was the Fez Gentleman who had left and returned.
And standing roughly a step behind the Fez Gentleman was a figure enveloped entirely in steam and iron armor.
The Fez Gentleman looked at the gigantic magical creature outside the do, with no trace of anxiety or fear around him, even leisurely extending his hand and waving outside: "Oh my, oh my, we’ve t again, my old friend, mutated void little magic whale~"
"Almost forgot, you can’t see inside; that greeting was in vain."
"Today I’m entertaining the esteed Lady Shava; why not co back tomorrow? Seems like you won’t, so I will have to expel you..."
As soon as the Fez Gentleman finished speaking, the eerie blue light on the do suddenly intensified.
As the light flickered continuously, the gigantic magical creature’s head — previously nearly against the do — slowly retreated.
It arrived silently and departed in the sa manner.
It seemingly indeed visited like an "old friend" as described by the Fez Gentleman.
But Angel hadn’t forgotten the creature’s eyes filled with greed for the do. Such pure, unemotional gaze represented the creature’s inner intentions.
Its relationship with the Fez Gentleman was definitely not that of old friends, perhaps even adversarial.
However, this had nothing to do with Angel since the creature retreated voluntarily, which was ultimately for the best; he didn’t want any disturbances on the verge of his departure.
As the void around them returned to tranquility, Angel casually spoke: "Your old friend seems to covet this place of yours."
"I’m not even sure what it covets; it often cos here... Perhaps it’s my power furnace?"
"As such, to satisfy its needs, recently I’ve been devoted to researching a power furnace capable of bearing this void little magic whale," the Fez Gentleman said with a sigh, "Unfortunately, the usage of Nightmare Light is decreasing, and I’m not sure if I can apply for more from Lord Nuka."
Nightmare Light? Angel’s mind flashed back to the faint red light seen from Rainbow Mountain.
Why did the Fez Gentleman suddenly ntion Nightmare Light? Could it be—
"Was Nightmare Light mixed into the power furnace?"
"Lady Shava saw through that as well? The main component of the Origin of Chaos is diluted Nightmare Light. Previously, before Lord Nuka descended, it could be used freely. But now, all Nightmare Light has been collected by Lord Nuka, leaving unable to modify that little magic whale." The Fez Gentleman spoke with deep regret.
Angel suddenly understood. No wonder the Fez Gentleman had said before when introducing the Origin of Chaos: "As long as slaughter continues, as long as nightmares persist, the energy of the Origin of Chaos will perpetually endure."
The ntion of persistent nightmares likely referred to Nightmare Light.
The more he understood about the power furnace, the lower his expectations for it beca.
Not to ntion the power furnace might subtly drive one to madness; just the fact that its main component, Nightmare Light, greatly reduced Angel’s interest.
As a well-read Alchemist, he was entirely unfamiliar with Nightmare Light, indicating that it was exceedingly rare. This ant that the power furnace might be difficult to replicate in the Wizards’ Realm, rendering its effectiveness inconsequential if unreplicable, not to ntion its potential inefficacy.
Angel furrowed his brows, opting not to pursue the topic of Nightmare Light further, instead turning his attention to the other person behind the Fez Gentleman.
Admittedly, the servant brought by the Fez Gentleman conford perfectly to Angel’s aesthetic.
Its style still adhered to steampunk.
Standing approximately two and a half ters tall, its entire body was covered in armor.
Its armor resembled a steel fortress, adorned with intricate gears and steam machinery, even its visage composed of a golden hooded mask made of bearings, one eye having an eerie symbol drawn with white paint, the other a red telescope.
Standing there quietly, it invoked in Angel a fascinating longing for machinery.
Noticing Angel’s gaze, the Fez Gentleman rembered his primary purpose, introducing Angel: "Lady Shava, this is one of my servants, the Machinist Warren. He usually patrols the east section and the exit of the Maze Candle Corridor, repairing broken power furnaces for , and occasionally creates Black Nightmare Fiends for the Seed of Distortion experintation."
The Machinist Warren gazed at Angel, the red telescope in its eye flashing a bright light.
This light shifted from a vigilant scarlet to a calm glimr.
Following this, the Machinist Warren slowly knelt on one knee, performing a chest-hand salute to Angel.
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