‘Wait… They’re supposed to be illusions…’
Angele was startled at that moment. He was certain that all the wizards’ figures were staring at him, and it seemed like they had noticed his presence a long time ago.
Angele stood in the hallway. It was deadly silent, and he could not sense any movement inside the meeting hall.
He quietened his footsteps and created a thick layer of metal on his skin for defense. His whole body was covered in a silver glow. He took out a black heart bomb with his right hand. This one was made with the heart of corrosion, and it was one of the two bombs that contained 70 degrees of power.
Angele approached the wooden door again, hesitated for a second, but still decided to peek through the hole.
The meeting hall was brightened by the blue glow. The wizards he'd seen had already disappeared and the room was completely empty. Angele shook his head. He knew it must have been an illusion. He could see the dust floating in the air under the light.
Suddenly, a man’s eye appeared on the other side of the hole, and he was peeking through it just like what Angele was doing.
The man was staring at Angele with his bloodshot eyes.
Angele was startled again and backed off right away.
He calmed down and looked at the hole again, but the man was no longer there, and he could only see the blue light from inside the room.
"Are you looking for me?" a cold voice suddenly came from behind.
*CHI*
Angele turned around and a silver arc flashed in the air.
He created a scimitar in his left hand and slashed forward hard. Angele heard the blade soaring through the air, but it felt like the strike landed on nothing.
Angele quickly glanced around and tried to find who was behind him.
"God damn it!"
He was not sure what he should do. He double-checked the surroundings, but still did not see anyone around.
Angele held his breath as he sensed someone walking toward him from behind. He assumed it was one of those ‘ghosts’ that were in the meeting hall. The ghost was getting closer and closer, and goose bumps rose on Angele’s neck.
He knew he had to make the decision. He raised the heart bomb and threw it behind himself.
*BOOM*
Angele detonated the bomb, getting caught in the explosion as well. The impact blew him more than ten meters away. He rolled on the ground, finally stopping after he reached the other side of the hallway.
Black-purple sticky liquid covered the whole cloister, and the door of the meeting hall was broken into pieces, so the bright blue light shined upon the hallway. The dust in the air blurred Angele’s sight.
White steam rose from the areas that were covered by the liquid. Angele saw that the walls and the ground were being corroded; it was the effect of the heart bomb.
The ghost disappeared after Angele detonated the bomb. He coughed several times as the dust went into his nose.
Angele stood up and covered his nose with hands to prevent more dust from going into his nose.
He gained experience of dealing with mysterious events after the encounter in Moon Gin Garden, and he was more prepared when it happened this time.
However, he decided not to enter the meeting hall in front of him. There was no point for him to take more risks. The ghost could still appear at any moment. Those illusions of wizards were unusual, they did not act like the ones the books had mentioned.
There were several times that Angele had almost lost his life during the missions because he was too greedy. He calmed down and made up his mind.
Angele had a last glance at the corroded cloister, turned around, and left through the entrance.
It only took him several minutes to return to the crossroad.
Angele took a deep breath and started heading back. He had the map stored in the chip, so it was easy for him.
Suddenly, he heard people whispering in the tunnel ahead.
"Glen, go collect the items, we need to move. Aria, help the wounded members, Avria is still waiting for us there, we must hurry."
The voice of the man was familiar. Angele raised his head slightly and looked ahead.
A man wearing a white robe was advancing in the darkness, and Angele recognized him immediately.
"Hey, Ainphent!" Angele shouted out. He needed someone that was familiar with the situation, and he wanted to check if they had already collected the bearing shafts.
Ainphent was slightly injured. He turned around and looked at Angele.
"Oh hey, Green! I really need your help right now!"
Ainphent’s voice was shaky. He quickly walked toward Angele.
Angele realized something was wrong as Ainphent got closer. He quickly used the fireball to brighten up the area.
Ainphent’s eyes were replaced by two deep, bloody holes. The dark red liquid left two trails on his cheeks and slowly dripped down the chin.
Behind Ainphent, there was a blue hollow shadow, but it seemed like he did not notice the shadow’s presence. Ainphent looked excited and happy after seeing Angele, and the shadow followed right after him.
"Hey, Glen! I told you already, move!" Ainphent turned around and shouted at a wall. He was seeing illusions, Angele assumed. "Are you even listening?!"
Angele’s skull numbed. He slowly took two steps back, turned around, and ran away.
He was not sure how he could help Ainphent escape the illusions.
‘What happened to Melissa then..?’ Angele wondered as he heard Ainphent screaming. The wings on his left palm started swinging again.
"Green… Come back… Green… Please…"
Ainphent’s voice changed, he was horrified and anxious. The man’s long shaky scream echoed through the tunnel.
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