Warlock Apprentice

Above the wavering ocean waves, the rupture slowly grew larger and began to draw more and more light.

When it became about three meters high, it seemed to have reached its limit. All light that was drawn in suddenly came back out, illuminating the area bright as day.

Two figures, a man with strong, stable steps and a woman walking in a graceful manner appeared from the rupture under the cover of light.

Sunders and his student Flora, who were forced away from the plane fusion, had returned.

Sunders stood in front of the rupture in his usual black gentleman wear, while Flora followed behind, with a grim expression, as if she really wanted to fight someone.

“Sliv, that arrogant bastard! I’ll skin him alive the next time I see him!” Flora shouted.

She continued, “Thank goodness the nightmare crystal can open a passage under light and shadow, or that smuggler would have trapped us! And who knows what Sliv would do to us? Shit, I should have used my Blood Surge before we left, so the world’s consciousness claims them all!”

Sunders shook his head. “Someone will deal with Sliv. He will need to pay a great price to avoid the enforcers from now on.”

When talking about “enforcers”, Sunders expressed a mild sneer. He absolutely did not want to deal with those brutal wizards who colored themselves as the Supreme Cult. However, such a group was like an extremely sharp knife and could help one greatly if one knew how to use it.

“We already acquired the Fragments of Eternity. It’s just a nightmare crystal, still worth it,” said Sunders. He smiled and put a hand on Flora’s shoulder, “Let’s go. Don’t keep Goode waiting.”

Flora looked forward and saw Goode waiting for them politely. He was also standing in the air.

Flora pondered. It was such a pity that they could not go plunder resources from the other plane. However, as Sunders said, the fragments were already valuable enough.

Flora decided to let it go. Such conflicts were very common among wizards. She calmed down and followed Sunders back to the cloud whale.

After they left, the rupture in the air did not close up as it should. Instead, strange energy was unleashed from it…

…

On the cloud whale, Angor was still sleeping and did not realize his teacher’s return. The boy was biting his lips, probably dreaming about delicious food.

A strong wind pushed the curtain open.

Some light spots appeared from Angor’s chest, which still did not wake him up.

In the beginning, they appeared like fireflies scattered in the air, but soon, they fused into one as if something was trapping them to one spot and they became a single dot.

The relatively small light dot released an extreme brightness.

The light dot moved around in the air and slowly vanished into Angor’s chest.

There was no apparent reason or cause why the light dot came. Later on, it would act like a newly-opened tunnel, attracting something else to it.

The wind outside grew stronger. The cover cloth on the tent flipped violently.

Countless light spots suddenly showed up around Angor and gathered, like dancers coming up to the stage. Unlike the fused light dot earlier, these light spots rushed into Angor’s chest like a swarm of bees.

Where no one was looking, the tunnel created by the nightmare crystal remained there, and numerous energy rays came out of it.

A legendary space wizard who studied Occult would easily observe the flowing energy from a higher perspective. The scattered energy was slowly being released from the tunnel. Without a host, it would quickly dissipate in the air.

However, for some reason, the energy all disappeared to another direction instead of vanishing on the spot.

Next, a strange force gathered up all the energy rays spread in the air and pushed them to the direction together.

The strange energy flow joined as one. More surprisingly, the tunnel which should have already disappeared slowly became stable. Energy flow rushed from the tunnel like crazy as if a powerful water pump was drawing them out.

Shining energy rays rushed through the air, leaving countless trails behind.

Common wizards could see nothing because the energy flows were not traveling through reality.

Sunders went back to his tent and was discussing Sorcerer’s Garden with Flora. He suddenly paused his action and looked around, puzzled.

“What’s wrong, teacher?” Flora asked.

Sunders remained silent for a second and shook his head, “I sensed… a strange ripple.”

“Strange ripple? What ripple?” Flora closed her eyes to sense the surroundings. However, she did not catch anything.

After a while, Sunders mumbled in a small voice, “It felt like… the origin.”

…

Angor was totally oblivious of the swarming light dots around him. He was dreaming about running through a golden wheat field. The plants were so soft that he felt like running on the cloud. Every step could bring him high in the air despite gravity.

In reality, Angor was slowly “flying” too.

He did not fly on himself. The necklace around his neck was dragging him up.

It seemed the necklace did not intend to wake Angor. It simply kept Angor in the air gently. Angor did not even change his sleeping stance.

Angor made the necklace himself. It was only a plain-looking charm, but the pendant on it contained the “culprit” that brought Jon from Earth to this world, the Alien Eye.

Inside the netted metal pendant, the Alien Eye sucked all the light spots around into itself like a whale inhaling water. The originally transparent crystal put up a pale, golden shade.

The Alien Eye absorbed all of the light dots.

Their number was decreasing quickly, but more light dots surged inside from the window.

A moment passed, the Alien Eye gradually returned to its original color while Angor slowly landed on his bed like a feather, gently and steadily. He only frowned a little when he felt the hard wooden floor beneath him again.

At the same time, the remaining light dots vanished. With the energy flow gone, the space tunnel outside finally closed up.