Warlock Apprentice Chapter 2364 - 2365: Anomalous Object

In the distance, a layer of mist rose from the sea.

However, there was already a vast amount of mist surrounding them, so the newly erging fog didn’t cause any ripples. Until a silhouette appeared within the mist, catching everyone’s attention.

"It seems like soone has drifted over there, is it Lord Ferro?"

"Are you blind? Does that figure look like a man’s? Clearly, it’s a woman."

"In this sea area, how could there be a woman?"

"Who knows, but her right arm seems a bit odd..."

Cindy and the other apprentices exchanged glances, feigning surprise as they spoke.

Their voices reached Reynaud’s ears.

"Drifted person, woman, right arm..." These words rushed into his ears like they triggered a crucial switch, pouring a refreshing stream into his muddled thoughts.

Is it Nausicaa? The question flashed in Reynaud’s mind.

Instinctively, he looked up and gazed towards the mist not far away.

Indeed, just as the others had said, there was a faint silhouette struggling against the sea’s surge, sotis surfacing for air, sotis overturned by the waves, like a little boat on the verge of sinking, desperately striving for survival.

Because of the waves’ concealnt, Reynaud couldn’t clearly see the person’s face, but the silhouette behind the curtain of water was incredibly familiar.

It’s her, it is her!

"Nausicaa!" The dazed Reynaud suddenly stood up and dashed towards the mist madly, mumbling to himself: "Save her, I have to save her."

The sea subrged Reynaud’s legs, the waves crashed against his glowing soul body, unable to hinder his steps.

He seed to see a glowing lighthouse, recklessly rushing towards it.

He pushed through layers of mist, crossed one wave after another, using all his strength, finally reaching into the mist. He glimpsed a hint of the silhouette’s true form.

Brown waves of long hair floated on the water, her head drooping, face obscured, but the attire of soft armor and the neck’s curve on the water’s surface, it was Nausicaa’s!

At this mont, Reynaud was rely five or six ters away from "Nausicaa".

He slowly approached, his emotions growing more excited, one step, two steps, one ter, two ters.

As he neared, he didn’t notice that his once muddled eyes began to clear up. The consciousness subrged beneath boundless emotion rose like a morning star, reaching the seat of awareness.

Just then, Reynaud heard a low voice by his ear: "It’s ti, do it."

Before Reynaud could react to what was happening, he felt a pair of hands seem to rest on his back.

Then a pure soul force surged in from behind, and his vision instantly turned completely white, as if he had arrived at the mythical sanctuary. The soothing feeling filled his entire soul body, causing him to unconsciously close his eyes, his consciousness like a swimming fish, pursuing that pure soul force...

anwhile, in the real world—

Reynaud hadn’t stepped onto the sea, nor was there any silhouette on the sea. He rely closed his eyes as if in sleep.

It was all a phantasm, even Nausicaa’s appearance was an illusion woven by Angel to stimulate Reynaud’s slumbering consciousness.

About two minutes later, Nis withdrew his hand and let out a long breath: "Alright, his consciousness has returned to its place. If all goes well, he should regain clarity when he awakens."

Angel used illusion to stimulate Reynaud, while Nis guided Reynaud’s soul.

Nis paused, his eyes slightly sagging: "But I really lost a lot this ti, using up more than half a month’s soul force to awaken his consciousness. It’s like I’ve been practicing in vain for half a month."

Though he said that, Nis wasn’t truly saddened.

He was constantly pondering why Dororo had called him over. His interpretation wasn’t much different from Angel’s; perhaps Dororo had seen an opportunity relevant to him here.

Opportunities also have levels.

To Nis, many opportunities seed insignificant, nothing compared to the Quest World’s coordinates within the stone slab.

Dororo knew well that Nis was deciphering the Quest World’s coordinates within the slab yet still suggested he co here; this might an the opportunity here is at least as valuable as the coordinates.

And such an opportunity might be one that could impact his entire life.

What kind of opportunity could reach such a level? Nis could only think of one... related to the path of True Knowledge.

Though it was just a guess, it didn’t hinder his excitent. If the opportunity here could truly lead him to the path of True Knowledge, he wouldn’t mind sacrificing half a lifeti’s soul force, let alone half a month’s.

While Nis was lost in thought, Reynaud’s eyelids in the distance began to tremble.

"He seems to be waking up!" the chubby apprentice exclaid.

"Didn’t I tell you not to speak? Then don’t speak." the purple-robed apprentice retorted casually.

In the past, the chubby apprentice might have argued back, but now with two Official Wizards present, he dared not say more and obediently shut his mouth.

However, his outburst drew Angel and Nis to focus their gaze on Reynaud.

After trembling for several seconds, Reynaud finally opened his eyes slowly.

At first, Reynaud’s gaze was still in chaos, making the surrounding apprentices anxious, but the chaotic gaze didn’t last long, clearing up in a matter of seconds.

"Nausicaa, I just saw Nausicaa!" The mont Reynaud’s gaze beca clear, he stood up and rushed towards the sea.

Yet before he could step off Reef Island, Nis blocked his way.

Nis grinned and said: "You just had a dream."

Was it a dream? Reynaud’s expression froze, and his eyes turned vacant once more.

If this continued, his emotions would likely take over again. Nis quickly interrupted Reynaud’s reverie: "Alright, stop daydreaming. Don’t you want to find soone? If you don’t share your clues, how can we search."

As he finished speaking, Nis gave Reynaud a sudden pat on the head.

Reynaud just felt a dizzy spell, but soon his thoughts regained dominance.

"Find soone... Yes, I need to find her!"

As Reynaud was muttering to himself, a clear and bright voice sounded from behind him, "Reynaud, do you rember ?"

Reynaud was taken aback.

The voice was so familiar.

He couldn’t help but turn his head to look back.

A man with red hair and golden eyes stood not far away. While Reynaud was guessing the identity of this person, he saw the red hair and golden eyes slowly change.

The red hair turned to blonde, and the golden eyes beca erald. The slightly flat features also beca deeper.

The appearance changed, the height changed, and the deanor went from lazy to ticulous. The only thing that remained unchanged was that aristocratic elegance deeply ingrained in the bones.

"It’s Pat... Lord Pat!" Reynaud exclaid the na of the newcor. His expression was sowhat excited, as if he had thought of sothing, and he rushed to kneel halfway before Angel: "My lord, please save Nausicaa!"

Reynaud did not ask why Angel was here; at this mont, his sole focus was on rescuing Nausicaa. And Angel and Nausicaa are dear friends; he knew this better than anyone.

"Stand up first. I ca here this ti to find Nausicaa too," Angel summoned a Hand of Magic to help Reynaud up.

He then snapped his fingers, and the realistic Nightmare Illusion created a few tables and chairs around them.

"Let’s sit and talk."

The apprentices sat at the back, while Angel and Nis faced Reynaud up close.

"This is Wizard Nis, you should have t him before." Angel pointed at Nis.

Reynaud nodded, "Lord Nis, I have heard of your na. Earlier, I was sowhat confused, and I hope you pardon ."

Nis waved his hand nonchalantly, "You just had a little issue with your soul. But rember, control your emotions from now on. Even if you desperately want to save Nausicaa, you must remain calm. Reality is not a novel; relying on sheer bravery alone, even the protagonist cannot save the beauty."

Reynaud nodded; although Nis did not spell it out, he had already guessed a few things. His overly agitated emotions before had only resulted in nothing being accomplished.

"Tell us, what exactly happened? Where is Nausicaa now?" Angel asked.

"I don’t know where Nausicaa is... We were hunted by the larva of that magical creature, and later, I seed to have used a weapon... Then I passed out. When I woke up, I had beco a soul, wandering above the ocean, until I t them."

Reynaud slowly began, recounting everything he could rember.

About half an hour later, the conversation temporarily ended.

Angel sorted through the situation himself; his guess was indeed correct. Nausicaa had indeed co here with Reynaud to transplant her right arm.

Moreover, the arm Nausicaa intended to transplant was indeed the hand of the Night Butterfly Witch.

The slight difference, however, was that Nausicaa chose the Night Butterfly Witch’s hand not just because it was a transcendent organ, but because it contained so special things.

These special things were prayed for from a certain power in the Quest World through a large sacrificial ceremony conducted by the laboratory.

Because it was written in the language of the Quest World, possessing a "non-morable" nature, Reynaud couldn’t rember the exact na of these things. But this "special thing" could play different roles in various transcendent organs. Reynaud himself once had one and treated it as a weapon.

Since he couldn’t rember the na, he temporarily referred to it as "peculiar item."

Due to the successful infusion of this peculiar item into the Night Butterfly Witch’s right hand, making it stronger and irreplaceable, Nausicaa decided to take the gamble.

Otherwise, just the prosthetics made by Angel or replacing it with other magical creatures’ right hand in the future would have sufficed for Nausicaa, with no need to take such risks.

Of course, Reynaud did not take Nausicaa to the secret laboratory without compensation; he had his own agenda. He was seeking a certain piece of information and needed soone to help him once he retrieved it, and he ultimately chose Nausicaa, who was eager to have a right hand.

As for what this piece of information was, Reynaud concealed it.

Having once hailed from that secret laboratory, under Reynaud’s guidance, they seized an opportunity to infiltrate the lab with Nausicaa.

After causing several rounds of chaos, Reynaud successfully lured the researchers from the laboratory interior away.

However, just as they thought they had it in the bag, an unexpected event occurred.

In the chamber where the organ was presented, Number 17 installed a chanism. This chanism was linked with the larva of a terrifying magical creature which pursued them; though they barely escaped the lab, the creature had already caught up.

At the last mont, Reynaud used that weapon.

What happened afterward, he could not recall.

However, he did recall so mory fragnts; in these disconnected mory fragnts, he saw Nausicaa being swept away by an ocean current.

What happened after using the weapon? Where did the current take Nausicaa? Why did he beco a soul, where was his physical body?... Reynaud rembered none of these.

That was all Reynaud narrated.

Angel could tell that Reynaud was hiding sothing, like the information he was seeking and the detailed information about the "peculiar item," but regarding Nausicaa’s matter, Reynaud elaborated truthfully.

Reynaud’s desire to find Nausicaa was no less than Angel’s.

Because for Reynaud, treated as an experintal subject since childhood, Nausicaa provided him with rare and precious friendship.

"From the situation described by Reynaud, Nausicaa was washed away by an ocean current. But whether this current was natural or artificially created remains unknown," Angel contemplated, "However, in either case, there is still a significant chance that Nausicaa survived."

If it was an artificially created current, whether with malice or benevolence, it at least indicated that the creator did not want to see Nausicaa dead.

Conversely, a natural current might pose more harm to Nausicaa. Given this forbidden zone of the Devil’s Sea, natural disasters tend to be interconnected. If multiple natural disasters linked up, Nausicaa might not withstand it and could indeed face significant trouble.

However, Nausicaa, being a bloodline-side wizard apprentice and once a conqueror of the seas, should have enough experience to handle natural currents.

Therefore, Angel believed that Nausicaa’s chances of survival were quite high.

The problem now was: where was Nausicaa?

The laboratory’s location was deep in the sea, and Nausicaa was swept away by a current there, making it not easy to find a missing person in the vast ocean.

Even using the True Sight might not help. After all, using the True Sight to trace the truth requires traces, and under the sea, the traces have long been washed away.

Searching without clues was akin to finding a needle in a haystack.