Chapter 1182: Section 1183: Unsealing the Catastrophe
In the darkness of the void, how could white light spontaneously emerge?
There was no doubt about it, considering the direction from which it fell; the object emitting the white light was definitely the dragon scale of Binaqionse!
The loss of Binaqionse’s dragon scale, what did that mean?
A flash of fear crossed Angel’s eyes.
His gaze slowly turned to what Greerwu held in its hand, only to see the solid “iceball” melting at a visibly fast pace.
Greerwu also noticed that the ice in its hand was melting. It was startled, and its fiery hand trembled, “Ah no, I forgot it’s made of ice, shopkeeper…”
Angel’s throat moved slightly, but in the end, he could only say helplessly, “It’s not your fault.”
He was well aware that the Icebound Hex would definitely not melt because of ordinary flames, and the reason for all this was the loss of Binaqionse’s dragon scale.
Although Angel said so, Greerwu felt somewhat guilty, watching the ice melt increasingly faster with a flash of hesitation in its big eyes within the flame.
In the end, Greerwu seemed to make up its mind. It muttered a few words under its breath, and the flames on its body began to die out at a visible speed.
As the flames went out, Greerwu’s chubby figure began to change as well.
When the light of fire disappeared, clinging to Angel’s back was a dark-skinned little boy who, in appearance, looked exactly like a six or seven-year-old human child, the only difference being the small demonic horns protruding from the little boy’s forehead.
“You’re Greerwu?” Angel looked over with some surprise.
A trace of dark red flashed across Greerwu’s exquisite and dark face as it turned its head and said in a low voice, “This way, it shouldn’t melt anymore, right?”
Angel shook his head, “I told you, it’s not your fault.”
Watching the iceball gradually melt, revealing Toby’s form, Angel let out a deep sigh.
The melting of the iceball meant that the Icebound Hex had failed. And once the Icebound Hex failed, the iceball would naturally melt, an irreversible process.
As the frost around Toby completely melted, a sense of oppression rose from the depths of Angel’s heart. He knew that this oppressive feeling was probably just a psychological illusion, but it served as a good reminder that—
The Calamity Curse hidden within Toby’s body was about to reemerge!
Angel looked around, recognizing this place as a crevice in the void. It was much like a crevice between planes, where one walked in a dim space, without any foothold, with chaos above and below.
What would be the effect if the Calamity Curse erupted here?
Thinking back to the last time in Wind Whisper Valley, Sanders had wanted to return to the Wizards’ Realm with the fragment of the mayfly, but because of the Calamity Curse, a series of tragic outcomes occurred. From his previous conversation with Sanders, Angel learned that Sanders had gone through a terrifying temporal and spatial maze in that spatial passage and had barely escaped.
Sanders had encountered a temporal and spatial maze, so what might they encounter now?
Apprehension arose in Angel’s heart, looking at Popota in front of him; he wanted to warn him of the potential disaster they might encounter. But the words were stifled back in his throat.
If he were to reveal the Pilgrim of Misfortune’s Calamity Curse within Toby, without a doubt, Popota would abandon Toby in the void, an outcome that Angel found even more unacceptable.
With Toby’s true form exposed, Greerwu was visibly disheartened, and even though it had transformed into a human form, it didn’t stop the ice from continuing to melt.
Angel: “Give Toby to me.”
Whoever held Toby in their hands would inevitably suffer the greatest misfortune. Greerwu had already done him a favor, and the only thing Angel could do was to take Toby off its hands.
However, Angel apparently forgot one thing. He was tightly wrapped in chains, and even if Toby was handed over to him, there was nowhere to put him.
Unaware of the Calamity Curse on Toby, Greerwu said to Angel, “It’s alright, shopkeeper, leave it to me.”
After a pause, Greerwu leaned in and whispered into Angel’s ear, “If we can escape, let me secretly experience the ocean’s rhythm, okay?”
Angel hadn’t expected Greerwu to still be so fixated on the ocean’s rhythm; he thought for a moment and then nodded.
As for whether Toby was with Greerwu or with himself, it really made no difference at the moment. When misfortune struck, it would not discriminate. Moreover, Greerwu was still clinging to his back.
With Angel’s permission, a rare smile appeared on Greerwu’s face. But as its gaze caught sight of Aoluxiya being dragged by the chains on the other side, its expression fell once again.
Now, depending on a monster for escape was a problem in itself, let alone going on an experience journey at the shopkeeper’s store.
Angel looked at Greerwu’s sad expression, wanting to offer some comfort, but considering his own situation, which was even worse than Greerwu’s—at least Greerwu was free, and it was stronger than him.
Angel could only sigh inwardly.
Yet, in this short time, Angel’s view of Greerwu had slightly changed. The first time he met Greerwu in the store, he had driven it out because the creature was both noisy and “bearish.” Now, he realized that although bearish kids were annoying, Greerwu’s intentions were straightforward, and even if it was cunning, it lacked the complex thoughts of other demons.
Of course, Greerwu might have saved Toby simply to please him, to get a chance to experience the ocean’s rhythm.
But for Angel, the outcome was most important; what motivated Greerwu was another matter entirely.
…
After the Icebound Hex vanished, Angel’s heart had been racing with unease. It was as if he could sense a multitude of malicious intents spreading from the dark void towards their location.
Angel was well aware that once the Calamity Curse was triggered, all kinds of misfortune would inevitably befall them.
Knowing that disaster would come yet passively waiting for it perturbed Angel deeply.
Popota hadn’t noticed the emotional shift at all. He was single-mindedly rushing towards their destination, which, according to the messages left by the Master of Depths, was the safest place for them.
“Once we get there, sacrifice Aoluxiya to the Master of Depths, and then we can reignite our clan’s glory with the Primeval Flame!” Popota’s thoughts were chaotic, but his purpose was clear. Despite being in a state of frenzy, he was still working towards his predetermined goal.
One could say it was an obsession indelibly branded deep within Popota’s bloodline, never to be erased.
However, halfway to their designated coordinates, Popota felt something peculiar.
Popota suddenly halted, looking ahead with a suspicious gaze, “What’s going on? Why do I have this inexplicable sense of danger approaching from ahead?”
Although Popota’s strength had been forcibly elevated, it had nonetheless reached a certain level where his sense of imminent danger was even sharper than Sander’s.
Based on the information left by the Master of Depths, there should have been absolutely no problems with this passage.
So where was this sense of danger coming from?
Just as Popota was puzzled, he noticed a vast area of Space Collapse appearing ahead of them, and this collapse was racing towards their location at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“How is this possible?!” Popota exclaimed, shocked, for the Space Collapse was almost of an annihilating level!
Any creature caught within it would be utterly disintegrated, even their soul reduced to nothing but dregs!
Moreover, this Space Collapse was directly in front of the passage!
Popota was startled, panic evident on his face. They were so close to restoring the glory of the Baiyuan Clan, so why was this happening?
As the Space Collapse was about to strike, Popota stood unmoving.
Angel called out loudly, “Popota, what are you doing? Either turn back or change course! Why are you just standing there?!”
Popota’s eyes were filled with confusion, and at this moment, he fell into bewilderment. This was a case where strength did not match one’s state of mind. Had any third-level True Knowledge Wizard or major demon been there, they would have reacted immediately, instead of being caught helpless in this situation.
Angel ground his teeth and shouted, “Have you forgotten about reigniting the Baiyuan Clan’s fire? And, have you forgotten about your sister, Hua Que? Don’t you want to see her?”
Hua Que? Popota suddenly faltered.
Hearing Angel’s cry, Popota’s gaze slowly cleared from its chaos, “Hua Que… has been gone for a long time… why do you mention her?”
Angel: “I’ve met Hua Que, I know where she is!”
“You’re lying to me,” Popota’s gaze was steady, just coldly watching Angel.
As Angel glanced back at the rapidly approaching Space Collapse, he quickly said, “I know on Hua Que’s ninth birthday, you gave her a painting, which she kept in a heart-shaped pendant, and that pendant is on me! I’m bound and can’t show it to you right now, but you should know that what I’m saying is true! So, make a decision quickly. As long as you’re alive, there’s a chance you can see her!”
Angel’s words instantly unlocked the Memory Casket in Popota’s mind.
Indeed, he had given his sister a painting on her ninth birthday, and he knew she treasured the painting in her necklace with great care.
As Popota remembered, he could even recall his sister’s crisp laughter and her eyes curved like crescent moons.
How could Angel know these things?
Popota had indeed mentioned to Angel that he had a sister named Hua Que, but he had never divulged such depths, not these memories… After his sister disappeared, these memories he had buried deep inside, how did Angel know of them?
Could it be that Angel really met Hua Que?
As this thought struck Popota, he clenched his fist tightly.
“I hope you’re not deceiving me!” Popota didn’t immediately seek confirmation from Angel; the most important thing now was to escape the Space Collapse!
As Popota began to contemplate how to flee the present danger, some answers hidden within his chaotic thoughts gradually appeared before him.
The Master of Depths had left him many coordinates, which corresponded to different locations.
If the path they were taking was now blocked by collapsing space, then they should take another!
With this thought, a “Solar Eclipse” symbol appeared in front of Popota. It was the true name seal of the Master of Depths, and with the appearance of this symbol—
A new Spatial Passage opened before him.
At the same time, the Space Collapse was a mere stone’s throw away!