After Sanders left, Angel saw Asaz idling at the bar and asked him to return to reality to pass a ssage to Dororo.
About a quarter of an hour later, Dororo logged into the Wilderness of Dreams.
Dororo appeared in the location, right on the second floor of the Rosewater Pavilion.
This place had been temporarily transford into an art gallery, showcasing the paintings by Feng that Angel discovered in White Cloud Village.
Upon seeing Angel, Dororo imdiately bead with a smile and approached him.
"Sir."
Angel waved his hand, indicating no need for formality, then took Dororo over to a corner sofa in the gallery and sat down.
"Sir, that painting..." The first thing Dororo did after sitting down was to point towards the Path of Light before the Void Altar in the Feng painting not far away.
Back then, the scene Dororo saw in the prophecy was precisely the Path of Light, so naturally, he was very curious about it.
"I’ve already visited the place in that painting." Angel did not hide it from Dororo and briefly explained the Void Altar and Feng’s matters.
Others, after hearing about this, were mostly curious about Feng’s avatar in the painting and would ask questions regarding Feng. But Dororo completely disregarded the altar or Feng’s avatar, and once he confird Angel was safe, he put aside these irrelevant matters.
"Sir, is there sothing you need for?"
"Indeed, there is. I discovered a peculiar Earth Cavern on Revelation Continent, inside which there is a living altar... I hope you can help with a prophecy to see if any clues can be found."
After returning to the main topic, Angel did not rely give a brief summary but detailed all the information about the Earth Cavern and the intelligence gathered afterward.
To make it more intuitive for Dororo to understand, Angel used Illusion Technique to present the various images of the Earth Cavern. He even recreated the chilling, death-filled atmosphere perfectly.
Since Angel was the one asking for this, Dororo naturally took it very seriously.
With a solemn expression, he walked through the illusion, observing every corner, including the bricks and soil on the ground, the bones in the small caverns, and the shattered bones on the rectangular stone platform...
At each location, Dororo would pause for a long ti, seemingly pondering sothing.
Finally, he stopped at the altar, quietly staring at the empty groove on the altar.
"Originally, there was a slab here with a symbol on it. The nature of the symbol is very special; it cannot be reproduced, morized, or presented with illusions. According to Ironclad Granny’s guess, it might be a symbol of a force called Stewart Soul Safe Zone in Quest World." Angel also ca to the altar and explained the situation of the groove to Dororo: "If you need to see the symbol, I can take you to Nis Wizard who is currently researching it."
Angel did not explain why the symbol couldn’t be replicated, yet Nis could research it. Dororo wasn’t too concerned about it either, nodding his head: "Alright."
Though Nis was in New City, to save ti, Angel directly had Dororo log off once, and upon re-login, they were no longer in the art gallery but appeared outside a very narrow wooden pavilion.
"Sir!" A cheerful and sunny voice ca from the doorway.
Following the voice, Dororo looked over and saw a young man with a Bull Horn Helt, left foot like a sickle hook, upper body unclothed, boldly displaying thin muscles.
Beside the young man was a woman in black clothes, who only turned her head away upon seeing Angel and Dororo.
"Tullas and... Mandhela." Angel nodded to them. Since Nis moved from Originheart City to New City, Tullas ca along as a ssenger; as for Mandhela, where Tullas went, Mandhela followed, so it wasn’t surprising to see them both here.
Tullas waved excitedly, while Mandhela originally didn’t want to speak but was eventually pulled into a reluctant bow by Tullas’ constant tugging at her arm.
Angel also didn’t mind Mandhela’s deanor, and honestly, Mandhela being willing to bow to him was already a surprise to Angel.
After all, a naïve persona is indeed the best tool against soone with a naturally dark persona.
"Where’s Nis?" Skipping mutual introductions, Angel directly asked. — Since Dororo knew Tullas, introductions were unnecessary. As for Mandhela, Angel didn’t quite know how to introduce her, so he left it aside.
"Nis is upstairs on the second floor and has not left the room for several days..."
"Take us in to see him."
Under Tullas’ guidance, they reached the second floor of the pavilion. The pavilion wasn’t large, and the second floor did not have defined rooms, but as soon as they ca up, they saw the floor was piled with various books, so stacked in heaps, so opened randomly, and others just left in disorder.
Behind this "sea of books," Nis was sitting at a table filled with experintal tools and skin scrolls, focusing on the stone slab in the center.
Nis was so engrossed that even the sound of footsteps upstairs didn’t make him look up.
"Tullas? You’re just in ti, have Mandhela co up and pass that thick shell book wrapped in black cowhide from the corner cabinet."
Soon, Nis saw a thick shell book beside him, precisely the one he wanted.
Nis directly took the shell book and began flipping through it, muttering about the new data he had discovered from the stone slab.
About twenty seconds later, Nis suddenly felt sothing was wrong. Usually, after Mandhela handed over things, she would eagerly leave, but why was she still standing aside this ti?
Could it be that his persistent advances finally made Mandhela fall for him? Willing to abandon that big lug Tullas and join him?
"Mandhela, I was going to say..." Nis raised his head, wanted to say sothing tenderly, but upon seeing the visitors, he paused. The words that had reached his throat were abruptly swallowed down: "Oh, it’s Angel, wh-why are you here?"
Angel gestured for Dororo to observe the stone slab himself, while he raised an eyebrow: "Nis Wizard certainly enjoys, never changing his flirtatious nature anywhere."
Nis blinked his eyes: "With a beauty by my side, it’s naturally more interesting than a silly lug who only knows how to flaunt flesh."
While Nis spoke, Angel glanced at Mandhela behind him and found her expression unwavering, even rolling her eyes, indicating she was now completely immune to Nis’s harassnt.
"Should I replace Tullas next ti, send a beauty to deliver your stone slab instead?"
"That would be the best." Nis naturally heard the sarcasm from Angel but still shalessly nodded.
Angel stared at Nis for several seconds, finally defeated by his audacity, muttered "How did Sanders beco friends with you," and sat down onto a pile of books nearby.
No more idle talk with Nis, he explained his purpose directly.
After learning that Angel was searching for clues to the altar, Nis beca interested, but he was more intrigued by Dororo.
With a tone full of excitent, Nis said, "I went to Starry Sky Island earlier to find Witch Maya and asked her to use Divination to determine which node of the symbol is more useful. Witch Maya failed... She said perhaps Dororo could help."
"But when I asked Dororo, that guy stubbornly refused to help with the prophecy."
At this point, Nis looked at Angel and said in a flattering tone, "Now that Dororo is here, why not let him calculate for as well?"
Although gradual deductions and repeated attempts will eventually lead to finding the node in the Quest World, Nis wouldn’t refuse a shortcut if available.
Angel thought for a mont and said, "Wait and ask Dororo. If he’s willing, you can ask him."
"No, if I ask, he’ll definitely refuse." Knowing Dororo’s situation, Nis understood that this difficult face paralysis only recognized Angel. Anyone else asking for prophecy, except Maya, would be rejected. Even Maya couldn’t always command Dororo.
Angel glanced at Nis, aware of his thoughts, "We’ll talk about it later, let’s first see if Dororo can find any clues. Maybe, by then, we’ll directly find the one who arranged the altar and get the coordinates to Quest World."
Nis murmured, "It’s not that simple... This is apparently new coordinates, different from those of the other three families. If the other party wanted exposure, it would’ve happened already, and maybe they don’t know the real coordinates either. They just got feedback through Sacrifice."
Despite his words, Nis cald down. He was indeed curious about the altar in the Earth Cavern, and he wanted to see if Dororo’s prophecy ability was as terrifying as rumored.
The air beca quiet, and everyone looked at Dororo.
Dororo completely ignored the outsiders’ gaze, focusing all attention on the symbols on the slate. Looking at the twisted worms on the symbols, fragnted images flashed in his mind.
These images weren’t new; they appeared before when he saw the illusion of the Earth Cavern constructed by Angel.
Dororo didn’t know what these images represented, but he realized the images weren’t complete, so he needed to look at the symbols on the altar to see if he could complete the picture.
The facts proved these symbols indeed provided him with so inspiration.
However, the images still couldn’t be completed.
He needed to keep looking...
The clock in the corner ticked away, and ti slowly passed. After approximately half an hour, Dororo returned to his senses from imrsion.
Nis was sitting at the table, directly facing Dororo’s face, so he was the first to notice Dororo’s awakening from thought.
"How is it, did you find anything?" Nis asked.
Dororo glanced at Nis but didn’t speak, instead turning to Angel and said sowhat apologetically, "Master, I saw so fragnted images, but they’re disjointed and incomplete."
Angel’s eyes brightened, "No problem, even incomplete images are useful."
Using words to describe them would fall short. To let Dororo present what he saw, Angel casually grabbed a piece of parchnt with a draft, flipped to the back of the paper, and constructed a large number of basic Illusion Nodes on it.
Then he handed the parchnt to Dororo, "Touch the parchnt with your spiritual power, then recall the images you saw, the parchnt will display the content of the images. If you can’t extend your spiritual power here, you can directly touch it to your forehead, it works the sa."
Put simply, it’s a simplified version of an illusion projection. Due to lack of facilities, a three-dinsional image can only be presented in a flat form.
But this is sufficient.
Dororo took the parchnt and imdiately followed Angel’s thod, starting to activate the residual Illusion Nodes on the paper.
With the touch of spiritual power, the Illusion Nodes began moving instinctively, and a fragnted image surfaced on the rectangular parchnt.
Nis felt a bit slighted because Dororo ignored his inquiry. But seeing the images unfold on the parchnt now, he couldn’t bother with self-pity, he promptly stood up and craned his neck to look at the parchnt.
"This is the image I saw when looking at one of the bones in the small cavern," Dororo said.
An image appeared on the parchnt, but nine-tenths of it was blank.
The only clear image was a tied-up, struggling young man sitting in the narrow cavern, looking ahead with terror.
In front of this young man was a figure, but the upper body was blank, and there was also a large gap from the waist down, leaving only the lower part of the left leg visible.
It was a pair of black checkered trousers and shiny leather boots.
"Though we can’t see this person’s appearance, from the shine on the leather boots, it’s clear they’re maintained daily, forming a stark contrast to the ragged young man." Nis paused, "Without a doubt, the tied-up person is one of the slaves you ntioned were brought in, and the owner of the boots is likely the buyer of these slaves and one of the culprits of the Earth Cavern altar."
The boot owner may be the mastermind behind the Earth Cavern altar or just a trivial lackey, but is definitely one of the culprits.
Angel said, "From this fragnted image, it’s hard to deduce much. However, there’s a logo on the boots. It could be a shop’s badge or a family emblem. Soone could investigate it."
Due to its fragntation, this image yielded few clues. Dororo realized this too, quickly proceeding to display a second image.
The first fragnted image slowly faded away, and under Dororo’s stirring, the Illusion Nodes on the parchnt reorganized.
The second image began to erge.
Dororo said, "This is an image I saw while on the steps of the altar."
The new image was slightly less fragnted than before but still had approximately four-fifths blank space. Moreover, these blanks were irregularly scattered among the clear parts, further complicating interpretation.
One could only vaguely perceive a figure walking on the altar’s stone steps.
This figure was incomplete too, only a small portion of the upper body visible. Additionally, crucially, this person wore a leather cloak, covering everything from the hair down, the cloak had no significant markings.
From the figure alone, virtually no information was gained.
But the person walking on the altar’s steps was clearly another culprit, and being able to get close to the Main Altar ant the individual held a considerable status.
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