The Wizard World

"If we want to leave this area, we’ll have to study the stone wall with the scale on it. Maybe the scale can help us teleport somewhere else, we just need to figure out the method." Angele shrugged.

"The problem is we don’t have enough materials as the offering, only a small number of us can be teleported..." Vivian did not finish the sentence.

"Don’t worry, most of the wizards that left with us hate the war. If we want to return to the central continent, we’ll have to travel through the tornado again, however, it’ll take me a while to find another hidden path and I’ve already made it clear. The wizards are here because it’s their destiny," Angele said.

"We need to get used to the environment here and live a peaceful life."

"Yeah, we’ve already made the decision and we shouldn’t regret." Vivian sounded a bit depressed.

They both knew that it would be nearly impossible for the Elemental Hand to be rebuilt in a remote area when the elder council left the central continent. The First Elder, the Second Elder, and the other wizards who joined the team all knew it.

They already gave up everything but they found a safe place to live.

"Alright, why don’t we find a quiet place and build a two-level house. We need a good house if we’re going to stay here for a while." A smile appeared on Vivian’s face.

"No problem." Angele smiled as well.

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Nine years later...

The gentle sunlight pierced through the forest and reflected on a two-level house with white walls.

The house was built somewhere deep in the forest, surrounded by silver metal bars. There were small flowers that varied in color around the house and bees were dancing above them.

*BAM*

Some black smoke spurted out of the second floor’s window.

*COUGH COUGH*

A male was coughing hard inside the house.

In a dark room on the second floor, Angele, who was wearing a black outfit, was coughing with his hands covering the mouth. His long hair was tied up.

There were many white candles on the ground but all of them had already been extinguished. The green smoke from the candles filled up the room and the ceiling was covered with burnt marks.

"Again?" Angele looked at the floor with his brow furrowed; a moon-shaped red rune circle was drawn on the floor using blood and the tiny runes looked in the circle looked like ants.

"It has been nine years and the power of the Nightmare Realm is weakened. The realms will be separated from each other in a couple months. I need to figure out why the realm power is weakening as soon as possible." There was dedication in Angele’s eyes.

As the Lord of Terror, Angele’s bloodline power could help him return to the Nightmare Realm whenever he wanted, however, if he wanted to figure out how realm power worked, he would have to do tests in the main world.

He spent nine years studying time and space. He also checked the condition of the sealed forms that were still in the central continent and everything was going as he planned. However, Angele had not expected that it’d only take nine years for the realms to separate from each other.

"That’s why the beard was not concerned with the sealed forms. It’s impossible for the sealed forms to get to the fifth level of the underground world in such a short period."

"Green!" Suddenly, Angele heard children shouting outside. "Vivian asked you to go to the town and have breakfast."

Angele looked out of the window.

Outside of the silver metal bars, there were two children shouting. The two children were around ten years old; the one on the left that looked like a boy was wearing a shirt and there was a slinger on his belt. The other looked like a girl, she had long red hair and her purple dress was cute.

"Alma and Egg Tart..." Angele looked at the two children and smiled. The two children both looked cute, however, the one that looked like a boy was actually a girl and the one in a dress was a boy. It was a tradition of the town, boys would be treated like girls until they were 13 years old and girls would be treated like boys until they were 13 years old.

The wizards and their relatives communicated a lot with the people from the town in the last nine years.

Some of the wizards moved to the town since most of them enjoyed the peaceful life and the environment here was perfect for them.

Only the First Elder and Angele were still living in the forest. Vivian and Fir all moved to the town.

"Breakfast, huh? Alright, you can go play if you want. I’ll be there soon," Angele responded quickly.

The two children heard the response and disappeared into the forest. It seemed like they had friends waiting for them.

Angele was not concerned about the dark smoke in the room, he moved away from the window and walked down the stairs.

The wooden staircase led him to the first floor quickly, he walked around the staircase and pulled a black ring on the floor up.

*Crank*

The ring was the handle of a trapdoor which hid the entrance to the basement.

Angele lowered his body and entered the basement, closing the trapdoor.

The basement was empty, there were no decorations there. The only object there was a gray platform in the center of the room; the platform had a diameter of five meters and occupied most of the area.

There were two tall silver candle stands on both sides of the platform; dim red light from the candle stands was reflected off the walls.

Angele walked to the platform but did not step on it. He stopped by the edge of the platform and checked his feet.

A blue glow flashed on the gray platform when Angele approached it. The blue glow came from the flashing light strings that looked like tiny cracks; the cracks were not following any specific pattern.

"I hope I can succeed.... The problem is I only have a couple months left."

The wizards of the Elemental Hand were barely doing any research that required the use of energy particles but it was not a problem for Angele—he had the energy created by negative emotions. Sadly, the energy created by negative emotions was hard to control. Angele spent the last nine years trying to design a special rune circle that could utilize his bloodline power.

The rune circle was designed using the bloodline power and its fuel was the energy created by negative emotions. Angele wanted to use the rune circle to help him with his study.

Angele was a bit anxious as he looked at the flashing cracks.

"Nine years of study... I hope I did everything properly. If I can get the desired result, I’ll be able to find out the truth about the realm power and solve the problem. The ancient wizards injured the ancient light without taking any damage and I’m sure I can do it too. Let’s start."

Angele stepped forward.

The complicated red rune circle glowed under his feet and a larger rune circle appeared outside the circle he was standing on. Several seconds later, the second circle was followed by a third circle.

The rune circles stacked and all appeared under Angele’s feet, covering the floor of the basement.

Angele took out a dried body of a white bird from his pouch.

"In the name of the Terror Lord..." he started chanting the incantation.

The dead bird was revived on Angele’s palm and its dried body was filled up with life energy. Several seconds later, the dead bird turned into a normal white bird and left Angele’s hand.

The bird rotated around Angele several times and released intense red light from its eyes. The bird charged into the gray platform and disappeared into the rune circles.

"All the realms... All the dimensions... My sigil... Open the tunnel for me..." Angele released some thick black smoke, which all moved to the gray platform.

Some red walls that were covered with countless runes appeared around the platform. The black smoke gathered and turned into a black bead that was slowly spinning. The bead was surrounded by the red walls.

*CHI*

It sounded like a piece of cloth was being torn apart.

The black bead was destroyed and turned into an eye-shaped fissure with pure darkness inside.

Angele stared at the black fissure; suddenly, dark light flashed in his sight.

The basement blacked out for a second and Angele’s sight blurred. He noticed that the fissure disappeared completely when he could see things again.

An unknown creature appeared on the gray platform.

The creature looked like a ball that was stuck on a cube. Its body had the color of bronze and it looked like a mechanical creation. Angele could hear the noise made by gears.

The ball was on top of the cube and the two holes that looked like eyes were staring at Angele.

"What’s this?" Angele looked at the strange creature on the platform with his brow furrowed. "I created the summoning spell to call the creatures from other dimensions but it shouldn’t bring me a robot..."

Angele checked the creature and noticed that the realm power was not pressuring it at all.

"Is the creature too weak? The realm power is not doing anything to it..." Angele was a bit speechless. He named the summoning spell as Angele’s Great Dimension Spell. The spell would summon a random creature from a random realm for him but he could not control the outcome, so the creature might be strong or weak.

He wanted to summon something that would trigger the weakening effect of the realm power but it seemed like the robot-looking thing in front of him did not meet the requirements.

Angele waved his hand. The red walls released red electric pulses and the electric pulses quickly struck the bronze robot.

*CHI CHI*

After the noise, only a pile of black dust was left on the platform.

Angele waved his hands again and the dust was blown away from the rune circles. The dust was sucked into a small hole on the ground.

"Again!"

He took out another dead bird.

Angele repeated the process and the bird charged into the rune circles again.

Black light flashed.

Angele’s sight was blurred and he saw the second creature he summoned.

It was a man that was standing on the platform, surrounded by the walls. The man was wearing a white fur coat and had short golden hair. The man’s face was handsome but his expression made him look like he did not care about anything. The man had his hands in his pockets and he just stood there.

"Where is this place?" The man raised his head and looked at Angele. The man was not speaking using his mouth, he was sending the message using his mentality wave.

"I’m Lord of Ethereal, how did you teleport me to this place?!"