Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 1804 Round Stone Ceremony
Angel opened his eyes and returned to reality from the wilderness of dreams.

He stayed in the wilderness of dreams for less than a quarter of an hour this time, and after confirming that Leon was safe, he hurried back to reality.The reason is——

"Dong dong dong." A crisp knock on the door sounded from outside the door.

Angel stretched out his finger and tapped the void, and the door a few meters away opened automatically, revealing a crooked figure.

It was Anada standing at the door.

Although the door was opened, Ananda hesitated whether to step into the house or not, until the sound of "please come in" came out, Anada lowered her head and walked in hobblingly.

Anada held a dinner plate in her hand, which contained an exquisite mithril teapot and matching short cups, as well as a plate of emerald green desserts.

"My lord, this is night devil black tea, and there are cold refreshments." Anada put the plate in front of Angel with some restraint.

Angor: "Is this what Zislade asked you to send?"

Anada shook her head: "No, my lord, this is me..." Anada suddenly didn't know what to say, and hesitated for a long time without saying a word.

Angel smiled lightly: "So, this is the dessert you prepared... Well, it tastes pretty good."

Angor's peacefulness made Anada's nervous mood slowly relax. She nodded: "Yes, this is the snack I prepared. I am very grateful..."

"I am very grateful to my lord for telling me about Lin Ye's potion, so that I will not be in despair."

She prepared this plate of snacks because she wanted to repay the kindness that Angel had given her.

Angor: "So, you changed to the Potion of Night from Zislade, and then delivered your youth?"

"Yes." Anada nodded.

"Is it worth it?" Angel lightly tapped the glass tabletop with his fingertips, his eyes quietly watching this old acquaintance with gorgeous hair in front of him.

"It's worth it." Anada said without hesitation: "When I knew that there were wizards in this world, I suddenly felt that my environment and my life were all so ordinary, as if shrouded in a cloud of magic. There is a layer of fog that cannot be cleared away. I want to go above the fog to see what kind of scenery there will be."

"I know that only when I become a wizard can I be qualified to see the world clearly."

Anada still stuttered at the beginning, but maybe it was the relaxed atmosphere given by Angel, which made her voice gradually smooth.

"But I don't have talent. I thought I would be trapped in the quagmire for the rest of my life, until the adults told me that I still have hope. As long as I can find the cold night potion, I can still step into this field I yearn for."

This inspired Anada to not give up, to leave Night Demon City, and to wander in the wilderness looking for opportunities.Eventually, a weary Anada found Zislade's antique shop.

Maybe it was her persistence that let fate guide her to the antique shop; or maybe the antique shop was calling her, and she stumbled to find her destination.

She finally succeeded in becoming a Transcendent, even if she paid a high price.

Angel: "You have taken this step now, have you seen the scenery you wished to see?"

"I saw a little." Anada lowered her head slightly: "But, I still want to see more."

Angel smiled, took a sip of tea, nodded and ate the last bite on the plate, and said, "Then I wish you can realize your wish."

Anada bowed deeply, took the empty plate, and prepared to leave.

But when she walked to the door, Anada turned her head again, and asked softly with some hesitation: "My lord, may I ask a question?"

Angor nodded noncommittally.

"Hebbiton...does he still live in Magic Island?"

"Yes."

Anada thought for a while: "I have something I want to give to Whitbyton, is there any way to deliver it to him?"

Angor: "I remember Zslade told me before that Whitbyton often comes here."

Anada lowered her head and smiled wryly: "I...I don't want to see him with this face."

Angel looked at Anada. From the previous conversation, he could feel Anada's strong pursuit of the path of transcendence.He thought that Anada really didn't care about this skin, but now it seems that she doesn't care at all.

Angel thought for a while: "I believe Whitbyton shouldn't care what you become."

Anada was silent for a long time before saying: "But, I care." She hoped that in Whitbyton's memory, it would still be as fresh as it used to be, not as old as it is now.

Angor didn't try to understand Anada's complicated thoughts at this time. He thought for a while and said, "Outsiders are not welcome in Magic Island, but if you believe me, I can transfer it to Whitbyton for you."

Anada: "I trust my lord."

Soon, Anada took out the items she wanted to hand over to Whitbyton from her package.

Angel thought that Anada would give Whitbyton a commemorative item, such as her belongings, or some kind of item endowed with spiritual value.

However, what Ananda finally brought out was a few stones.

There are red characters on these stones, and a bloody smell can be faintly smelled.

In Angor's view, these stones are just ordinary stones, but when those red characters appear on them, it makes Angor feel a strange sense of disobedience.

Doesn't seem like a mortal thing?

Angel took a closer look. The red characters drawn on the stone were not the characters he knew, nor were they magic lines, but rather... the lines of the vein of the Great Will.

Angel suddenly thought of something: "Is this a tribute?"

Anada nodded: "Yes."

The so-called tribute is actually a kind of bearing medium in ritual science.

Angel knows very little about ritual studies, because ritual studies are not prevalent in the southern region. Although they are not hunted down by extreme sects like inscriptions, there are still very few people in the southern region who understand ritual studies, and it can even be said that there are only a handful of them.

Angel only knew that ritual science had a huge system that was not inferior to alchemy.

The stone tribute in front of him has a bloody smell, which means that it has not been formed for a long time.Angel looked at Anada suspiciously: "You made this?"

Anada nodded: "Yes, this is a tribute to the round stone ceremony. As long as it is neatly arranged around the body and consumes a quarter of the magic crystal, the ceremony can be activated. Its function is to make One concentrates, and at the same time finely concentrates..."

Whitbyton is a restless person, and this is also a headache for Butler Goode.The tribute sent by Anada is aimed at Whitbyton's shortcoming of being distracted.

"Do you understand rituals?" Angel asked curiously.

Anada: "I know a little bit of superficiality. I have only learned the round stone ceremony and a small part of the prayer ceremony. It was taught to me by the store manager."

Although Angel was quite interested in ritual studies, he didn't ask Anada any further. After accepting the stone, he said, "I will hand it over to Whitbyton."

"My lord, can you not tell him that this stone was given by me?" Anada hesitated for a moment, then asked again.

Angel took a deep look at her, and nodded without asking why, "Yes."

"Thank you, sir." After Anada finished speaking, she bowed to Angel and slowly backed out.

Angel rubbed the stone in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: These two are interesting, Whitbyton gave Anada the potion, and Anada gave Whitbyton a tribute... Besides, neither of them will ever grow up , a person who has not enjoyed maturity is already old in advance.

(End of this chapter)