Chapter 2139: Chapter 2140: Foulwing Caravan

In other words, the current Witchcraft Gardens openly available in the Barbarian Cave do not meet the criteria.

Sanders’ Gravity Garden has already exceeded the scope of a small Witchcraft Garden. Even the famous All-Spirits Garden is considered the top-notch garden throughout the Southern Domain Wizards’ Realm, making it even less likely to be dragged into the Wilderness of Dreams.

This kind of Witchcraft Garden, once forcibly pulled into the Wilderness of Dreams, could potentially lead to a crisis of destruction due to overly strong laws.

"Is it truly the case?" Rhein murmured softly. When Angel mentioned the limitations on accommodating the Reality Law, Rhein had already guessed that the energy level of the Witchcraft Garden would be restricted.

It was because Rhein and Sanders had such foresight that they carefully used the Tide Wave Garden to probe the Wilderness of Dreams.

Now, thinking about it, this was indeed a foresight.

"Apart from the strength limitations on the Witchcraft Garden, there are also restrictions on the type." Angel continued, "The Reality Law entering the Wilderness of Dreams must have corresponding authority to interact with."

"That is to say, the types of Reality Law and the powers in the Wilderness of Dreams must be compatible."

As Angel said this, a look of relief appeared in his eyes. Because this time they used the Tide Wave Garden, and the law type of this Witchcraft Garden is the Water System, which happens to correspond with the Water System sub-authority in the Celestial Alternation, allowing the Water System Law to successfully integrate into the Wilderness of Dreams.

If it were replaced with another type of garden, such as a Soul-type Garden.

The Wilderness of Dreams currently does not have any Soul-related authority, and Angel even doubts there will be any Soul-type authority in the future. In this situation, if a Soul-type Garden enters the Wilderness of Dreams, even a tiny Soul Garden could potentially lead to significant repercussions.

So, this time, it was really due to luck.

Rhein also showed a relieved expression: "It’s something I hadn’t considered before, thankfully there’s no harm."

"Anyway, the result is good now." Angel did not blame Rhein, because this involves the rule level, and absolute safety is impossible. At least, he and Sanders have minimized the risk.

Rhein: "That being said, borrowing the Dream Conch to pull in more Witchcraft Gardens is currently impossible."

Angel nodded: "Yes, they must be selected, not only matching current powers but also restricted to small gardens."

"Witchcraft Gardens entering the Wilderness of Dreams can rapidly perfect powers and accelerate development steps. So even with more restrictions, it needs to be considered." Rhein pondered for a moment: "I will find a way regarding this matter. Although it’s basically impossible to ask for a Witchcraft Garden, if it’s just borrowed for observation, there might be a way."

Angel’s eyes lit up; with his energy in the wizard realm, he definitely couldn’t accomplish it. But Rhein is at the top of the pyramid in the Southern Domain; if he spoke, maybe he could borrow a few small Witchcraft Gardens.

Rhein: "However, only small gardens will do. Larger gardens are top secret for major organizations and wizard families, and definitely won’t be lent out. So, how to proceed in the future will need another approach."

"I understand." Angel believes that when it truly comes to needing medium and large Witchcraft Gardens, the Wilderness of Dreams must have gradually formed. Once the wizard organizations taste the sweetness of the Wilderness of Dreams, maybe by then they won’t need to sneak around to borrow a Witchcraft Garden.

The topic paused here. Rhein patted Angel’s shoulder, enjoying the nourishment of Water System veins while walking to the window.

Pushing open the window, he saw the blue sea shimmering in the sunshine outside.

"What do you plan to do with the Tide Wave Garden?" Rhein asked softly as the sea breeze blew.

Angel: "I leave it to your esteemed opinion."

Rhein: "My idea is to place it in New City. Designate it as a special area and reward apprentices who want to practice water system, providing a place for studying."

Angel thought for a moment: "That would be good; it could boost apprentices’ enthusiasm and be counted as a special project for New City."

Rhein: "That’s settled then; I’ll have Lianna arrange it, I’m sure she’ll be very keen."

Angel nodded with a light smile. After seeing the blueprint of New City, Lianna had already decided to use New City as one of the main venues for the Tea Party. As long as it can make New City more distinctive, Lianna would go to great lengths to achieve it.

This time, the Dream Conch brought in many special props, most of which Lianna needed, showing just how deeply invested she is in hosting the Tea Party.

The rivalry, vanity, and competition between certain witches were vividly displayed here.

After this matter was settled, Angel prepared to return to reality with Rhein.

Before leaving, Angel glanced at the endless sea outside: "The only pity about the Tide Wave Garden is the lack of creatures."

The Dream Conch can only drag in inanimate objects, hence there are no living things in this sea.

Despite the lush greenery in the small garden below the Wizard’s Tower, they entered as inanimate objects. Only when filled with Water System veins and aided by the "Tree Civilization" authority, were they slowly revitalized within the Law Domain.

Marine organisms, however, were not so fortunate.

"It’s not difficult to make this sea vibrant," Rhein replied. Drawing in some intelligent creatures living in the sea, slowly they would surely become lively. Even without real creatures, the wizards’ fostered Illusory Spirits could enrich this sea.

Angel nodded, saying nothing, and prepared to leave.

Just at the moment of departure, a light blue flying fish suddenly leaped from the sea surface far away, drawing a graceful arc in the air before plunging back into the sea.

Angel and Rhein paused instantly.

They glanced at each other and remained silent for a moment. Rhein softly said, "Seems like..."

Angel: "Elemental Life?"

Using God’s View, Angel observed the situation within the sea for a while before nodding, "It’s indeed Elemental Life, but there’s only that one flying fish in the sea."

"It seems this time the rapid filling of the Water System Law led to the birth of Elemental Life." Rhein quickly confirmed the origin of Elemental Life.

"Indeed, the interweaving of Reality Law and the powers of the Wilderness of Dreams caused a surge in Water System power. This flying fish is the product of this interweaving," Angel’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. This flying fish, although extremely weak, contains both laws and powers, making it an excellent research subject.

It’s just a pity... "There’s only one."

Rhein: "Here the Foundation of Laws continuously produces Water System veins, and in the future, there might be opportunities for more to be born."

Angel: "Let’s hope so."

Angel and Rhein left without taking the flying fish. This flying fish is too young, even for study purposes, it is better to wait for it to grow here.

After returning to reality, Rhein immediately took Angel to the Tide Wave Garden.

The dry sea trench contrasted sharply with the overflowing sea in the Wilderness of Dreams.

Quickly, they arrived at the top of the Wizard’s Tower.

Angel easily stepped into the room, which showed that the Law of the Water System in the real Tide Wave Garden had been almost completely exhausted. Even without understanding the water system’s pathways, he could walk in.

Rhein stood in the center, feeling the Foundation of Laws, and after a moment, sighed lightly: "The Foundation of Laws is still here, and it’s gradually restoring the Power of Laws."

In the real Tide Wave Garden, the Foundation of Laws remained unchanged. A true Foundation of Laws had appeared again in the Wilderness of Dreams, which meant... the Dream Conch directly copied a Foundation of Laws.

This was really quite terrifying.

The Dream Conch seemed weak in its effects, but it could actually ignore rules to such an extent!

Even Rhein, accustomed to storms, was shocked. He glanced at Angel and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: "In the hands of others, the Dream Conch is a useless trinket. But in your hands, it might really create a world..."

It wasn’t until they left the Tide Wave Garden that Rhein finally spoke: "Now at least we can be sure that when we ’borrow’ the Witchcraft Garden in the future, we won’t have to worry about the Foundation of Laws having problems."

In the following time, Rhein and Angel conducted several experiments on the rules brought by the Dream Conch.

The more Rhein understood, the more he felt the terror of the mysterious object, as if it had no limit.

They spent an entire day and night in the Exile Space, and by the time they came out, the once light snow had turned into heavy snowfall.

The snow on the ground had already passed their knees.

"This experiment ends here; we will continue when there’s an opportunity." Rhein hovered in mid-air and said to Angel: "Now, come with me."

After speaking, Rhein’s figure flashed and flew towards the northeast of the Pamiji Plateau.

Although Angel was a bit puzzled, he still followed along.

This flight took them directly out of the Pamiji Plateau, to a vast inland lake at the lower reaches of the Xuenau River.

"Lord Reine, where are we going now?" Angel finally asked curiously.

Rhein pointed to the lake below: "This is the Filthy Wing Station."

"Filthy Wing Station?" Angel had never heard of this name before: "Is it a Wizard Market?"

Angel recalled the areas around the Pamiji Plateau and seemed to have no memory of a wizard market by this name.

"Not really a Wizard Market, but it does have certain market functions." Rhein paused and said, "You could call it... a private trading fair."

Rhein quickly explained the situation about the Filthy Wing Station.

The reason it’s called Filthy Wing Station is that it’s one of the mobile stations of the Filthy Wing Merchant Troupe. The Filthy Wing Merchant Troupe moves valuable goods between their stations, forming a very private trading fair.

All of Filthy Wing Merchant Troupe’s transactions are of precious items because their clients are basically all True Knowledge Wizards.

As for why the Filthy Wing Merchant Troupe can connect with the circle of True Knowledge Wizards and form an effective trade fair, Rhein’s explanation was simple: The leader of the Filthy Wing Merchant Troupe is a top-notch third-level wizard whose strength is on par with mine.

However, purely due to strength, it wouldn’t be enough to form such a powerful trade route. Angel suspected there must be other factors at play, but they were unknown for now.

Because the Filthy Wing Merchant Troupe serves only high-level wizards, it remains relatively unknown. Even if gossip magazines knew of their existence, they would be too worried about offending people to publicize it.

"Actually, even if I don’t tell you, soon enough, someone from the Filthy Wing will contact you, offering an olive branch. Even though you haven’t advanced to True Knowledge yet, your status as a member of the Research and Development Institute in the eyes of these merchant troupes is higher than that of a True Knowledge Wizard."

After explaining the Filthy Wing Merchant Troupe, Rhein finally spoke about the reason for their visit this time.

"I promised Sanders earlier to find you a parasitic body to utilize the effect of the Seed of Distortion. I’ve already commissioned the Filthy Wing Merchant Troupe to bring it over, and by the timing, it should have arrived."

"Let’s go, I’ll take you to see."

...

While Angel was at the Filthy Wing Station, at the far end of the Flourish Continent, Sanders was hovering in mid-air, looking at a blood-colored stele on the ground.

"These two are still in the area of the Red Plague cultists." Sanders looked at the blood-colored stele with the symbol representing the Red Plague Demon God, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

This time, he came here to look for the tracks of Flora and Sumishe.

These two were caught in a mortal threat because of the Red Plague cultists, and Sumishe’s injuries were so severe he couldn’t use the Plane Corridor; he had to call Sanders for help via messaging.

Sanders thought they had already left the range of the Red Plague cultists, but he hadn’t expected their audacity to keep them in the radiation area of the Red Plague cultists.

Sanders shook his head and moved his gaze from the blood-colored stele. He closed his eyes and sensed the familiar fluctuations in the air, quickly selecting a direction and flying away swiftly.

Half an hour later, Sanders arrived in a tranquil forest.

After walking through the forest for a while, Sanders saw his target: a light shadow only visible to those who trained in Nightmare Illusion.

Behind the light shadow was a child skeleton adorned with a rose garland.

Sanders waved casually, and the light shadow disappeared. The little skeleton inside was startled, thinking an enemy had arrived, and fumbled with the rose garland on its head, spinning around in place frantically.

Though it seemed to be fleeing in terror, it was actually moving in circles.

"Are you Flora’s envoy?" Sanders’ voice finally made the little skeleton stop its frantic movement.

It turned and saw Sanders, staring for a moment before the ghostly green flames in its dark eyes flared up: "Mentor?!"

The voice wasn’t the little skeleton’s.

Sharp and a bit charming, it was Flora’s voice. Apparently, Flora had sensed Sanders’ arrival and remotely controlled the little skeleton.

"Mentor, thank goodness, over here..."

Flora’s voice was filled with excitement, but before she could finish, Sanders interrupted her: "Say whatever you have to when I get there."

Flora: "Alright, I’ll have Little Red lead the way now."

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