The Wizard World Chapter 603
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The Wizard World Chapter 603: Mark (2)
Chapter 603: Mark (2)
Translator: _Leo_ Editor: Kurisu
The information was the same as what Fountain of Debris just said; he felt a bit relieved.
“If I accept the offer, a contract will be created automatically, right? In the name of the four realms you can communicate with,” Angele responded slowly.
“Yes, the promises I make are protected by the realms, which means you shouldn’t accept the offer if you can’t keep your promise.” The fountain went straight to the point.
Angele remained silent as blue light dots flashed in front of his eyes.
The fountain remained silent as well.
About half an hour later, Angele exhaled slowly and nodded.
“I’ll accept the offer.”
Angele knew that what the fountain asked him to do was hard to accomplish, however, it was nearly impossible for him to travel to another realm by himself. He tried it many times, but he was interrupted by the mark.
The fountain vibrated, and the water turned into a translucent platform. There was a nail-sized silver ball on the platform, glowing slightly.
“This is the seed of my fountain, please keep it well and keep your promise. The four realms witnessed our agreement, if you break your promise, you’ll be pressured by the four realms at the same time. You’re not an ancestor, so your soul will be eliminated if that happens.”
“I understand.” Angele nodded and picked the silver ball up carefully. He opened his mouth and swallowed it. It was the safest way to keep the ball.
“Please get ready and tell me the realm that you want to travel to. I suggest that you skip the Chaos Realm. A war of ancestors is going on; you’ll be caught in the middle of it. It’s just a suggestion, all three realms might help you with the mark so you should make the decision by yourself.”
“If you’re telling the truth, I can still remove the mark in the wizard world? Send me back to the wizard world then.” Angele made the decision.
“Understood. Jump again, please.”
The fountain stopped talking.
Angele inhaled deeply and jumped into the fountain.
*BLOP*
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*ROAR*
A random rhino roared.
The golden clouds in the sky were moving quickly; the sun was hiding behind them.
The tornado in Nicolas Abyss was rotating slowly but steadily. The tornado was so large that it connected the plain to the sky.
Somewhere in the plain.
A black fissure appeared in the sky.
*CHI*
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The fissure slowly expanded, and a naked man with long hair jumped out of it. The man had long red hair and a pair of dark red eyes. His body was strong and healthy.
The man landed on the grass and flicked his finger. The mud and the grass on the ground were pulled into the air, then gathered around the man’s body and turned into a light green outfit.
He was satisfied with the green armor he created; he quickly checked the surroundings.
“This is the plain with the tornado—the area in front of the tornado. I didn’t expect the dimension fissure to bring me here.”
He rubbed his beard and thought, ‘I should go to the root of the world and find the information I need.’
He looked at the tornado and floated in the air. He leaned forward and started flying toward the tornado.
Angele still remembered the route to the root of the world and so quickly found the way in after traveling through the dust.
The inn was still standing in the dust quietly, and the light screen above the inn never changed. It looked the same as the last time Angele saw it.
He landed in front of the inn and knocked on the door.
*Knock Knock*
*CHI*
The door opened by itself as Angele knocked on it. The place was dark and the hall was empty. There was only a candle burning on the counter.
The owner of the inn, the red beard, was standing by the candle. He was holding a wooden cup in one hand and some leather paper in the other. He was reading the paper when Angele entered the inn.
He got confused for a second when he saw Angele, but he quickly recognized him and got excited.
“It’s you! Haha…” He put down the leather paper and the cup while laughing. He walked to Angele and hugged Angele hard.
“Long time no see!” Angele was not used to being treated like this, but he still greeted the red beard.
“Yeah, it has been a while. Actually… it has been 800 years since we last met. So, have you changed your mind? Do you want to join the inn now?” the red beard said as he sat down by a table.
With a flick of his finger, two glasses of yellow wine appeared on the table.
“800 years?” Angele’s pupils retracted. “Are you serious? I didn’t think it was that long…”
The red beard glanced at Angele as he heard that.
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He shook his head and asked, “I think you went to somewhere with different time units, were you in an unstable dimension? Also, the smell from your body is strange and unwelcoming… Can you tell me what happened to you?”
“I’m here to ask for your help. I was marked by something, and the mark will stop me from traveling to other realms. I need to find a way to remove the mark.” Angele turned around the armor on his back opened, revealing his back.
There were some green patterns in the center of his back. The patterns looked like a scarf that was covered with purple eyes. There were hundreds of eyes on the scarf, and they were blinking from time to time.
The red beard’s face turned pale after seeing the mark. He was so surprised that he almost dropped the wine glass.
“My lord… Where did you get this from? It’s a mark from an ancestor!” His voice was loud, but it sounded like he was a bit scared while speaking.
“So it’s true. Do you have a way to handle it?” Angele turned around and the armor returned to normal. “They say you’re a walking library. I don’t think it’s a difficult problem for you, right?”
“Of course! I can help you!” The red beard finished the wine and put down the glass. “It’s a mark from the ancestor. The ancestor applied it on your body because you’re his target. Most importantly, the mark will damage you permanently and stop you from traveling to other realms!”
“Huh?”
“The longer the mark is on your body, the stronger it will become. I don’t know which ancestor applied the mark on you, but I suggest that you pay the Moon Empire a visit. They have detailed information about the ancestors. They know all the ancestors in the wizard world and the realms around the wizard world. You need to find the owner of the mark, then you’ll find the way to handle it,” the red beard explained. He was looking at Angele like looking at a dead person. “You’d better hurry. If the mark becomes too strong, you won’t even be able to use portals, which means you’ll have to travel physically.”
“Moon Empire? I’ve never heard of an empire with that name.” Angele’s expression turned serious.
“It’s an ancient empire in the underground world; it’s not occupied by human beings—the empire was built by the night elves. Also, the Moon Empire is in a different part of the underground world. They are in the west of the central continent. They don’t need any light to survive, so they didn’t participate in the Great War. Night elves are mysterious. I’ve heard that they knew a lot of things that the human beings didn’t know, including the marks of the ancestors.”
“If it’s in a different part, how do I get to there…” Angele’s brow furrowed. “What should I do even if I can find the entrance to the empire?”
“The entrance is located at a random ruin of the west coast. I’ll draw a map for you. Enter the entrance and find the Trees of Night Elf. They are the most knowledge beings in the empire; I think they can help you identify the mark”—the red beard sighed—”I thought you could help me, but it seems like you’re in a lot of trouble. You need to get rid of the mark as soon as possible.”
Angele patted the red beard’s shoulders. “Thank you. I can leave a shadow here so I can still help you.”
“A shadow? What can a shadow do…”
“A lot of things.”
Angele chuckled.
Ten minutes later…
Angele left the inn with a map in his hand. There were many red lines on the map, and the most obvious mark had some tiny characters written beside it.
It was Ramsoda.
Ramsoda was marked with a red dot—it was the entrance to the underground world.
“West coast…” Angele raised his head and started searching through his memory.
Angele studied in Ramsoda, but his teacher went to the underground world a long time ago. He wondered what happened to his old friends, including Isabel.
The things that happened above the Gem Sea also flashed in front of his eyes.
He suddenly had the urge to revisit his old friends and the places he knew.
He wondered what happened to his family and wanted to know if Isabel was still alive. Also, he wanted to see how his teacher was doing in the underground world.
Angele watched the golden sun rise and changed his direction. He started heading to the west side of the central continent. Several seconds later, his body disappeared into a ball of red flames. He decided to teleport to move faster.
He slowly disappeared from the plain.
A ball of red flames appeared at the place he was standing at. The fireball turned into a human being with a translucent body, which solidified as time passed. It was Angele’s shadow.
“Alright, I’ll take care of this!” Angele’s shadow smiled, turned around, and headed back to the inn.
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