Warlock Apprentice

Chapter 2128: Chapter 2129: Customization

Lyon did not say much about the Tree Spirit’s behavior.

This hidden room was discovered by Angel, and entering it was also thanks to Angel’s Domain Field. Even if following the Kurna Contract commonly used by adventurers for the distribution of benefits in relic exploration, Angel should receive the largest share.

Therefore, giving the Teleportation Formation Disk to Angel is beyond dispute. Moreover, the disk is of little use to others, as only Angel can safely use it without being affected by the Nightmare Light.

Angel did not refuse, as the Teleportation Formation Disk was indeed a very valuable resource for him. At the very least, it would save on the material cost for casting the Plane Corridor when he wanted to return from his travels.

Seeing Angel accept the Teleportation Formation Disk, Lyon said, ”When you have time, I’ll take you to test the maximum teleportation distance of this disk.”

Angel nodded. If it can indeed teleport across planes, as the Tree Spirit mentioned, it would become a strategic tool.

For example, in smuggling interdimensional resources, it would be a powerful weapon. Whether biological or demonic materials, resources from other worlds are extremely valuable; unfortunately, the Plane Teleportation Circles have always been monopolized by the Extreme Sect, making such smuggling attempts very difficult.

Of course, Lyon could also open a plane passage, but the cost of materials is too high and not worthwhile.

Therefore, if the disk can perform interdimensional teleportation, even if only Angel can teleport, it doesn’t diminish its value too much. At worst, lend a Witchcraft Garden to Angel, and those who wish to transit through another world can simply hide inside the Witchcraft Garden.

After discussing the disk, Lyon glanced at the teleportation array in the cage and said to Angel, ”Although I’ve closed the teleportation array leading to the Star Pond Ruins, it cannot close the disk’s teleportation function, so in the future, the alchemist named Culori might still use the teleportation array to return.”

”If you continue to stay in this ruin, always be alert to the location of the opponent’s Teleportation Formation Disk. Should he indeed head towards the ruin, abandon the disk immediately and leave through the Plane Corridor.”

Although the Culori Chronicles suggest that Culori’s alignment should tend towards order, even the most orderly wizard would not be pleased to find their laboratory invaded. Even if... it’s an abandoned lab.

As a wizard, one should never place their safety in the hands of another’s mercy. So just in case, if Culori does return, do not gamble on his benevolence, flee quickly for safety.

”Understood.” Angel looked at the complex teleportation array on the ground: ”As long as I reside here, I will regularly sense the location of the Teleportation Formation Disk.”

”Good, it’s understood.” Lyon paused, looking towards the areas still masked by the red glow: ”Since the teleportation array’s risks are temporarily resolved, let’s continue exploring the rest of the room for more clues and to rule out dangers.”

About ten minutes later, they had explored all areas of the room, including the ceiling and shadowed corners.

The room wasn’t large, roughly an eighth the size of the exterior study, and aside from the teleportation array, there were no other peculiarities or apparent dangers.

This makes sense, with the Nightmare Light filling the room, there’s no need for additional mechanisms.

”This room seems to serve merely as Culori’s resting place and a spot for minor experiments. The only valuable feature is the teleportation array, and those books.” The Tree Spirit paused: ”Should we head back to the desk and move those books outside?”

After the Tree Spirit spoke, he received no immediate response. Curiously, he looked at Angel, only to find Angel focused on a medium-sized alchemy device shaped like a miniature display stand.

This device was found in a cabinet — the last location they explored.

”Is there something wrong with this item?” The Tree Spirit curiously leaned in and asked.

”This appears to be some kind of alchemical experiment equipment, but I’ve never seen anything like it before, I’m unsure of its specific use,” Angel replied.

The Tree Spirit also glanced at the equipment: ”The display stand at the top looks like it’s meant for exhibiting demonic materials. Perhaps it’s equipment for demonic material experiments.”

Angel remained silent; the Alchemy Eye could not determine its function, possibly only a hands-on test could reveal its purpose.

”Since it’s here, you might as well study it later. Let’s first move these books and skin scrolls outside,” suggested the Tree Spirit: ”Lingering in this red light always leaves one with a sense of unease.”

Angel thought for a while and nodded. This experimental equipment should be some special device; it can be examined later.

The task of moving the books was in fact simply stuffing the entire desk into a spatial artifact.

Once done, they finally stepped out from the radius of the Nightmare Light.

Returning to the doorway, the green pattern in Angel’s right eye gradually faded, and the Domain Field vanished instantly.

Lyon watched the Domain Field disappear, a bright spark flickering in his eyes. This strange ability was unlike anything he’d seen before, its nature entirely different.

However, despite his strong curiosity and desire to explore, Lyon restrained his urge to ask.

Forcing himself, Lyon diverted his attention from Angel’s right eye and looked towards the surging red glow behind the door.

”According to Culori’s records, the Nightmare Light’s effects are astounding, posing threats so formidable that even those beyond legends struggle to cope with them. To prevent issues, I hope the secret of this hidden room remains confidential,” Lyon stated with clear direction to Angel; the Tree Spirit, although fond of gossip, knew well what to speak of and what not to.

Angel nodded, ”Not even Master?”

Lyon: ”No need for that; since Sanders is already aware of this hidden room, there’s no further need to conceal it. If Sanders later inquires about it in the Wilderness of Dreams, just tell him the truth; he will know how to handle it.”

After cautioning this matter, Lyon shot one last deep look at the Nightmare Light, then strode away.

Angel and the Tree Spirit followed closely behind.

Back in the study, Angel took the desk out of his bracelet, and a cascade of unread books and skin scrolls tumbled out.

The Tree Spirit’s eyes lit up on seeing Culori Chronicles IV, and he reached out to pick it up. Although Lyon mentioned the later volumes contained little useful information for the moment, enjoying the gossip among wizards beyond legend is still fun.

Just as the Tree Spirit was about to delve into the tome, Lyon interrupted, ”Tree Spirit, leave an avatar here with Angel to organize these books. Compile and transcribe the information within.”

The reason for transcription is that Lyon intended to place the originals back in the hidden room.

After all, this was Culori’s laboratory, and there’s a significant chance Culori is still alive; skimming through manuscripts for knowledge is one thing, but excessive transgression is inappropriate.

Though tranquility may not last forever, it’s better to at least feign decorum.

”Won’t you stay?”

Rhein: ”I’ve come to understand some things over the past few days. I still need to go back and discuss with others about the Wilderness of Dreams. This matter is even more important.”

When Rhein mentioned this, he once again confirmed with Angel: ”You don’t mind if I tell others about the Wilderness of Dreams, do you?”

Angel naturally did not mind.

Rhein added: ”How many login devices do you have left on your side?”

”I have over ten left, but crafting login devices is simple; I can create a hundred at once.” The most important aspect of the login device is its Nightmare Illusion, without material restrictions.

”Then later you can give me the remaining ones, and for the others, craft them as soon as possible.” Rhein continued, ”Rest assured, everything you contribute will be recorded by the Tree Spirit, nothing will be taken for free. Whatever materials you need, you can directly take them from the material hall, no need to report.”

Angel nodded. Currently, the development of the Wilderness of Dreams looks promising, but the pace is actually slow. If more wizards enter, the development speed will accelerate greatly.

”Besides, I have another request.” Rhein said, ”I might need you to use the Dream Conch recently to bring some matters into the Wilderness of Dreams. First, for the Tea Party; second, I have a personal motive to verify some things.”

This point Angel could not refuse either. To make the Tea Party in the Wilderness of Dreams instantly glow and flourish, investing resources is necessary. As for Rhein’s personal motives, Angel doesn’t mind; he can monitor the world anytime and anywhere.

After saying all this and receiving the login devices from Angel, Rhein prepared to leave the ruins.

However, shortly after walking out of the study, Rhein returned.

”Lord Rhein, is there anything else?”

Rhein’s expression was somewhat peculiar. He nodded heavily: ”I suddenly remembered one more thing I want to ask you.”

Angel saw Rhein’s serious demeanor. Although he didn’t understand, he responded earnestly: ”Alright, please go ahead.”

Rhein hesitated for a moment, took the login device Angel had previously given him out of his pocket—a monocle made of silver-white metal: ”Does the login device have to be in the form of a monocle?”

”It can be changed.” Angel, not understanding Rhein’s intention, responded instinctively.

Rhein’s eyes lit up: ”That’s great! Since it can be changed, why not change it to the form of a Crystal Ball?!”

Soon after, without giving Angel time to react, Rhein began to criticize the disadvantages of the monocle and emphasize the merits of the Crystal Ball.

However, Rhein had just started speaking when the Tree Spirit approached, looking solemn: ”Previously using the Crystal Ball as a communicator was fine for our internal use. But the future of the Wilderness of Dreams is widespread dissemination, and you must consider the user’s feelings. For example, the witches at the Tea Party in the near future definitely wouldn’t fancy it.”

Rhein’s tone softened a bit: ”But Crystal Balls are very attractive and mysterious. Don’t witches love glitzy things?”

Tree Spirit: ”You’re talking about those unworldly, newly minted witch apprentices who have personal fantasies about the Extraordinary World. Those witches at the top of the Southern Domain wouldn’t like such old and bulky things.”

Rhein remained silent.

”So, the matter of the Crystal Ball cannot be agreed upon. This is the facade of our Barbarian Cave and can’t be defiled like this.”

The Tree Spirit paused, then turned back to Angel: ”However, Rhein was not wrong in his criticism of the monocle’s disadvantages. Those top witches might not want to wear such mundane and ordinary monocles all the time. If we can customize the login devices for this group, it could also win them over.”

The Tree Spirit did not insist that Angel must do this because the crafting of the login devices was Angel’s work, and he was free to craft them as he wished. As long as they’re not Crystal Balls, it’s fine.

Under the righteous persuasion of the Tree Spirit, Rhein was rarely convinced—though he still wouldn’t admit that Crystal Balls were unattractive, he did agree that none of the top witches would use them, so for the greater good, he conceded.

Rhein left.

Angel and the Tree Spirit then sat back at the desk, discussing the style of the login devices while organizing the books.

Angel was also moved by the Tree Spirit’s words.

The reason he initially chose to design the login devices as monocles was purely because he broke the monocle of Elisa’s owl Magic Pet, Bru, earlier. Later, when crafting the login device for Lyon, he happened to remember Bru, and thus crafted it as a monocle with this sentiment.

He had no fixation on the monocle’s form, so modifying its appearance was feasible.

Moreover, he was very interested in the Tree Spirit’s suggestion of ”customization.” Customized login devices could certainly cater to the unique differences among those top witches, satisfying them would reduce the obstacles for promotion.

However, complete customization isn’t possible yet, as the existence of the Wilderness of Dreams needs to remain hidden for now. Sudden surprises are always greater than those built up over time.

So, while Angel can’t achieve complete customization, researching this group of witches, simulating mindsets to make relatively personalized adjustments should be feasible.

Consequently, the content of Angel and Tree Spirit’s conversation gradually focused on the personalities and preferences of these top witches.

From the Wilderness Witch Sinafa to the Pale Witch Sudor; from the Basket Witch Charlotte to Matron Astrid... The Tree Spirit has lived long enough, seen enough witches, and is very articulate in their analysis.

Later, while discussing Adelaide, the ”Black Duke” from the City of Truth, Tree Spirit suddenly remembered something.

”It seems Reeves knows the Black Duke, though it’s unclear how they know each other.” Tree Spirit: ”By the way, I’ll bring Reeves here, since you brought him back, it’s better for you to deal with him.”

As Tree Spirit spoke, he also arranged for an avatar to visit the Star Pond Ruins. After a while, Reeves’ soul was wrapped in a Rest Flower and delivered to Angel.

Tree Spirit: ”Nis has already reinforced Reeves’ soul, and now it’s resting in the Rest Flower. Once awakened, his soul will be more stable and able to stay in the outer world for longer periods. Then you can inquire about Adelaide’s preferences.”

The Tree Spirit paused: ”What do you plan to do with Reeves?”

Angel: ”Once the people from Song of the Deep Sea come over, let Reeves testify about the situation in the Star Pond Ruins for them. Then we’ll set him free.”

The Tree Spirit nodded upon hearing this: ”It’s good that you have arrangements.”

After settling Reeves, they continued discussing matters about top witches. However, as time passed, the Tree Spirit’s voice gradually diminished as he completely immersed himself in the stories of the Culori Chronicles.

Angel had gathered enough information, so he didn’t ask further and refocused his attention on the books in hand.