The Wizard World Chapter 534
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The Wizard World Chapter 534: Gains and Losses (1)
Chapter 534: Gains and Losses (1)
Translator: _Leo_ Editor: Kurisu
Angele nodded his head and left the hall. He jumped off the floating island and started falling.
His body drew black string in the air and landed on the red snow directly.
*CHI*
The snow was so thick that it reached his waist.
Angele stood in the snow and glanced around, there was a bump slowly rising up from the right and the snow was sliding down the incline, revealing a red moth.
The moth had a furry body. It swang its wings slightly as it looked at Angele with respect in its large compound eyes.
“Master, the channel is open, please enter,” the moth talked in a strange voice; it was speaking the universal ancient language.
Angele looked at the moth. “Where’s the channel?”
The moth did not respond, it just opened its mouth slowly.
The moth’s mouth was getting larger and larger. It kept expanding and looked like the entrance to a cave when it stopped.
The mouth of the moth turned into an entrance within seconds.
Angele peeked into the mouth of the moth and could see the wiggling pink flesh with purple blood veins on its surface. Also, he found some black cocoons among the gaps of the flesh.
The flesh was covered with sticky liquid and looked disgusting. The tunnel was leading down and was rather dark. Angele had no idea how deep the tunnel was.
Angele hesitated for a second and flew into the moth’s mouth; the rotten smell quickly permeated the air.
He could hear the strange noises made by the sticky liquid. It sounded like someone was chewing.
*PA*
With a flick of Angele’s finger, a ball of bright yellow flame appeared around his body and the tunnel ahead was brightened up.
Angele stepped on the soft flesh and walked down the tunnel. He advanced for more than ten minutes.
A spacious area finally appeared ahead. Two men with only the upper half of their bodies appeared on both sides of the walls. It looked like the bottom halves of their bodies were connected to the walls.
The two men were naked, but Angele was not sure about their gender. Their bodies were soaked in blood and had no skin. He could see the men’s muscles and bones—they looked like two skinned bodies that were hanging on the walls.
Angele stopped in front of the two men.
“I assume you’ve received the order,” he spoke in a low voice.
The two men raised their heads slowly and straightened their backs as they looked at Angele using their soulless eyes.
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“Yes, Master, we’ve received the order… Please enter now…”
They moved their bodies to the side, so the tunnel was no longer blocked.
Angele walked into the tunnel and turned right; he quickly entered a hall with walls made of flesh.
The hall was egg-shaped and there was a reserved area for wardens. There were several men sitting around a black table. Those men had red skin and there were long black ponytails on their heads.
Angele observed them carefully and noticed that the ponytails were actually black centipedes; the spikes on the ponytails were the centipedes’ feet.
The wardens were wearing black-red outfits, they looked just like human beings besides the centipedes on their heads.
They noticed that someone entered the hall and looked at the entrance. They realized that it was Angele and quickly ran to him, lining up by the entrance.
“Greetings, Master!” a female warden shouted in loud voice. The woman was chubby and heavy, she looked like a strange air balloon. Angele could barely see her feet.
“Greetings, Master!” There were around ten wardens and their genders varied. They all started shouting, but not at the same time.
Angele did not say anything; he just glanced at the table. There were two large caterpillars fighting against each other on the table—it seemed like the wardens had been watching the two caterpillars.
He glanced around.
The hall was full of prison cells.
All the real prison cells were built underground and Angele could only see the floors behind the railings. There were around ten prison cells here and there was a black stone plate on top of each prison cells.
“Do you imprison all the captured living beings here?” Angele wondered.
“Yes, Master!” the female warden answered loudly.
“Have you seen a human being that looks like this?” Angele waved his hand and released some black smoke. A pale face was created in the black smoke.
The pale face twisted and it looked like Suman.
The female warden turned around and shouted, “Look closely, everyone! Have you seen this human being?!”
The wardens observed the human face carefully.
“I think… he’s in the fifth prison cell,” a slim warden spoke in a light tone.
“Take me to him.” Angele nodded and looked at him.
The wardens led Angele to the fifth prison cell on the right. The warden opened the door and stepped into the cell. She lifted up the stone plate from the ground and revealed the spacious basement under the ground.
“Master, do you want to enter the cell or should we bring the person to you? I think around four to five other people were captured with this man and sent to the prison together,” the female warden added.
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“I’ll go in myself,” Angele spoke, “so you can just wait outside.”
“Sure.”
Angele arranged his long black robe and jumped into the basement.
There were many human-like creatures in the corners of the rectangular basement. Those creatures were naked and moved back slightly as they saw Angele landing on the ground.
“Green, is that you?” A man’s voice came from the left.
Angele turned his head to where the voice came from and saw a man with dark skin standing up. It was Mincola, who helped Suman escape. Suman, Sella, and other members of Suman’s team were standing behind Mincola.
Bella the blade dancer, Messiah the assassin, and Dorman the wizard were all here. However, they were all naked; it seemed like the wardens removed everything from their bodies when they were imprisoned.
“I didn’t think that things would be like this.” Angele chuckled. “I wanted to know if you escaped successfully, but you were still captured.”
Suman and his team members slowly stood up. Suman stood in front of Sella and Bella as he glared at Angele with hatred in his eyes.
“You started everything, right?” Suman suddenly opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and it seemed like he had not talked in a while. “You’re just here to mock us, right?”
“Mock you? I don’t have the time to do something like this.” The smile disappeared from Angele’s face. “Be mature, Suman. You’re too naive. This’ll happen again if you don’t change.”
However, Suman’s eyes were still filled up with dedication.
“Anyway, I’m not here to educate you. I’m here to ask you about the concept gear. Suman, you’re the owner of a concept gear; if you can tell all the information I need, I can release you from here. Think before you make the decision. I heard that you can’t take off the concept gear like a shirt, which means you hid it somewhere safe and you can activate it whenever you want, right?”
Suman’s face turned pale, it seemed like Angele was correct.
“Why do you need the concept gear? You’re already strong!” Messiah questioned in a deep tone. He was no longer talking like he did not care, the recent events changed him.
“I’m just curious about the concept gear. Wizards are curious about all the things they’re not familiar with, right?” Angele shrugged. “Also, concept gears might reveal a hidden secret for me. I really want to know how the concept gear pauses the time…”
“I can give you all the information I know if you let us go, but I just can’t trust you,” Suman spoke in a deep tone.
“I can kill you and read your memory if I want to. I’m just trying to solve the problem in a peaceful way.” Angele smiled.
Suman looked at his team members and calmed down. “Fine, I’ll tell you everything.”
“Sounds good.” Angele nodded.
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Ten minutes later…
On the Rayton Highland, Angele was standing in front of an entrance over the red snow. He watched Suman and his team members leave while thinking about something.
The red snowflakes covered his head and clothes, but he was not concerned.
*CHI*
The entrance behind Angele slowly closed and disappeared into the ground.
“I didn’t expect the concept gear to be something like this…” He removed the snow from his robe, turned around, and started walking.
Although he released Suman and his team members from the prison, it did not mean that they would make it out safely. Monsters were everywhere on Rayton Highland; it was nearly impossible for them to leave the mist safely.
He stopped thinking about Suman and increased his speed. About half an hour later, he reached the main altar where Prince Evil Dragon fought against the Duke.
There were still blue flower petals on the shell-shaped stone pillar over the main altar; broken pieces of flesh and blood were everywhere.
Some of the shorter stone pillars were destroyed and the whole altar was a mess.
A ray of purple light came from the sky as Angele stepped on the edge of the altar. It stopped right in front of Angele and turned into a man in a heavy armor.
The armor on the man’s body was silver and there were some purple crystals on the armor pieces. The purple cloak behind the man’s back was damaged and his body was surrounded by a green glow.
The two purple flames in the man’s helmets were his eyes.
“Vapor, I thought you already left this area.” Angele walked to the man and looked at the blue flower petals on the broken altar.
“No, I’m guarding this location.” Vapor’s voice was mixed with static noise for some reason.
“Everything is prepared. Just activate your special ability and open the channel to the Fairy Realm.”
“That’s what I came here for.” Angele nodded and crouched. He pressed on the blue flower petal and closed his eyes.
Vapor took several steps back and waited quietly aside.
The snow was still falling from the sky; the place was deadly silent. They just stayed there without making any noise.
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