Phantom Island, Sanders study.
Playing with the rose in hand, Flora said to Sanders. “When Angel got off The Savage Airship. I always felt as if he was able to read me like a book. But I can’t figure out how he can hide anything from me.”
Sanders points to Red Reaper: “When you can hide Red Reaper from him, he won’t be able to read you.”
“No wonder, it turns out that he can see Little Red.” Flora suddenly said. Before, no one else could see Little Red, but now knowing Angel has a Nightmare Soul. It was normal for him to see Little Red.
“If you aren’t going back to learn how to get on the path of true knowledge. Why are you free to run to me?” Sanders asked.
Flora smiled sweetly: “I met Angel yesterday, and he asked me for some advice on how to quickly trace mental force.”
“Oh?” Sanders put down his pen and looked at Flora.
“I really want to know why Mentor doesn’t just tell Angel to drink the Cold Night Potion? He will feel mental force quickly that way. I’ve been wondering why you haven’t told him about it?”
Sanders was silent for a moment. Not mentioning about the wall at the end of the Demon Eating Flower tunnel, but calmly said. “He’s too impetuous, the Cold Night Potion won’t work for him.”
“That’s not necessarily true. I had been in a state of anxiety before I took the Cold Night Potion.” Flora said.
“That’s because you hadn’t broken through for a long time. That was why you were anxious. Angel, on the other hand, does not even have an introduction for the first step. There is no need to be impatient at all.” After that, Sanders added, “Did you tell him this method?”
Flora shrugged her shoulders and said, “Of course not, even mentor did not say. I naturally dare not overstep my bounds. But when I saw his eagerness, I asked him to go look for Old Book.”
Sanders was surprised to hear the name “Old Book.”
“It’s a sign of good fortune just to show up in front of Old Book, but he may not get the answer he wants. How many people in the Southern Region want to consult with Old Book, but how many have ever been successful? It can be seen how high a threshold is required to see Old Book. Even if Old Book is willing to answer Angel’s question. I can guess that as soon as Angel asks that question. He will be kicked out by Old Book.” Flora laughed.
…
Angel left Old Book with a trace of regret.
Because Old Book answered only one question from Angel. When he wanted to ask about Toby. Old Book gently waved his hand and sent him outside the library.
When he got home, Angel solemnly took out the Cold Night Potion and brought it to the quiet room.
The beautiful potion rippled in the transparent gla.s.s bottle.
“Should I drink it?” Once drunk, it is likely to consume all of his mental force talent potential, and there will be no other way to increase his mental force limit. But if he doesn’t drink it, the search for the trace of mental force will take a long time.
Angel closes his eyes and measures his gains and losses between the two options.
His cheap mentor once dissuaded him, because the mysterious wall in the Nightmare Plane had inexplicably increased his mental force limit by 2.00 points. If the function of that wall can continuously improve mental force for a long time, then drinking the Cold Night Potion can be delayed.
When it comes to the wall, Angel also remembers what Old Book said: Whether it’s raising, decreasing, or just making mental force fluctuate. You can quickly locate the mental force after doing so.
When Angel recorded the wall with the Holographic Tablet. He outlined the patterns on the wall in his mind. Using the outline as a reference point. He felt a sharp terrible pain whenever he thought about it.
Perhaps that pain is a sign of mental force fluctuation?
With this in mind, Angel decided to take out the Holographic Tablet for an experiment. If he could really make his mental force fluctuate in this way. He wouldn’t have to drink the Cold Night Potion.
The Holographic Tablet is still hidden in his pocket watch. Angel has so far failed to understand why the tablet was able to follow his soul into the Nightmare Plane. When he was in the Nightmare Plane. He was able to record the images without bothering about the details.
Angel soon came to the recorded footage of the mysterious wall.
The ancient and vicissitude flavour of the wall and faint movements in the indentations. Made these indentations connected into complex and huge lines form a strange pattern.
Just viewing the pattern in the image with his naked eye caused Angel to vaguely feel a great sense of terror around him.
In a panic, Angel followed the recording and began outlining the indentations of the wall in his mind…
Angel willfully selected a starting point at random. He began outlining bends, skims, large arcs, hooks… In his internally dark thinking s.p.a.ce. A shining pattern began engraving bit by bit into Angel’s mind.
When he outlined a small pattern. His eyebrows began faintly beating.
Angel doesn’t care about this effect, but continues to sketch the image in his mind.
As his eyebrow began beating stronger. Angel began feeling a little uneasy. In turn, his eyebrow went from beating to swelling. As if a force from all sides converged to the eyebrow’s pineal gland.
Angel doesn’t know if the force that makes his eyebrows swell is the mental force. He just wants to do two things at once. Keep outlining the pattern and focus on capturing the source of the force.
The second small pattern was outlined by Angel. The two patterns were linked, and when Angel strung the two patterns together. An unprecedented sense of terror came into Angel’s body.
Angel felt like a fool caught in a quagmire. Struggling in the sticky mud without anyone to rescue him.
Slowly, he was sinking into the swamp.
Then the boundless darkness and pain came at him all at once.
In the depths of his soul. There seemed to be a lot of noise while screaming and tearing occurring.
This feeling of pain. Angel remembers it very clearly. He was surrounded by this terrible pain in the Nightmare Plane, and after he went into a coma. When he woke up, his mental force increased.
With this in mind, Angel knows this is an opportunity to explore the existence of mental force!
Angel was a normal person when he came across that wall in the Nightmare Plane. Today, he is still an ordinary person, but he is an ordinary person who has learned a guidance method.
As Angel outlined the pattern in his mind. He thought of the model for Singularity Scattering, and then his attention began to diverge. As the pain deepened. All of his attention was focused on the search for the mental force.
It is not an easy task to find sesame seeds in the dark.
But it is easy to find a lighthouse shining in the dark.
In the past, when Angel was meditating. He searched for a mental force like a blind man searching for a pink elephant. Now there is a Mysterious Pattern used as a medium to inspire the mental force and agitate his restless soul. This is more obvious than a lighthouse in the dark.
The pain is still worsening. His brain seems to be gaining a tendency to burst. Angel knows he has reached the limits his brain can withstand.
He decisively stopped outlining the pattern, and as his mind stood still. The two patterns that had been outlined slowly became fragments and fell into the depths of his mind.
He stopped outlining the pattern, and the mental force which had appeared began to spin in Angel’s mind. As if there were signs of disappearing.
Angel was soaked in sweat, and his body was tired from the excessive mental exhaustion. But he did not rest. Once he rested, the hard-fought mental force he pulled out would definitely return to silence again.
With one drum of energy and three points of exhaustion. Angel pulled himself together and followed the guidance method’s steps carefully. He continues visualizing the mental force model to “seduce” the mental force.
In the past, it was not easy to “seduce” mental force. But at this point, however, the mental force appears because of the mysterious pattern. Now, this step is much simpler.
The next step is to quickly subdue and brand the mental force as Angel’s own.
In the future, Angel just needs to visualize the mental force model, which he had made the mental force naturally part of his own body. When the mental force model is built. The resistance of the mental force will disappear completely, and he will gain the cooperation of magic.
It was not until this time that Angel breathed a sigh of relief.
Slowly, Angel opened his eyes. Before he could wipe his sweat. He felt a burst of dizziness. His mosquito sized pupils were spinning until he fainted on the ground.