Passerby Villain In A Wizard World-Chapter 241: Cocoon That Is About To Hatch (1)

"Haha... excellent decision. I'm positive you won't be disappointed with this trip."

Varion was quite pleased, so he generously praised the apprentices while casually stuffing the Mana Crystals into his mana ring.

Then, turning around, he began to explain,

"Well, since you've decided to follow along, let me tell you a few things."

"First, from now on, all of you apprentices are from the Forbidden Society. Without being guided and affiliated with an organization, no one lower than a first-ring wizard can enter any kind of Atali Ruin. You all should know that."

Varion looked around, and after seeing everyone nodding to his words, he continued,

"Second, after entering the Atali Ruin, you guys can only explore inside for one month. After one month, return immediately; otherwise, you might have to walk to the city yourself."

He warned, and without letting them complain, he stated his last piece of information,

"Third, after entering the Atali Ruin, you all will be transported to various locations by the ruin itself. However, no matter where you land, don't go to the core if you want to stay alive."

"The danger there isn't something you guys can handle. Not to mention accidentally encountering other first-ring wizards and other races. They won't show any mercy. So, be careful, and take care. Let's hope you all can return safely."

After giving his speech, Varion smiled strangely and took a dark token from his mana ring, resembling the one Ian got from the old man before.

"Okay, it is time to go."

"Swish!"

As soon as Varion finished speaking, the token in his hand trembled with strong power, followed by the appearance of a strange dark portal in front.

During the entire process, there was no channeling of mana, nor was there any chanting.

It was as if the gate was always there, but only opened due to the use of the correct key.

"Follow me behind and don't talk!"

After giving the instructions, Varion stepped into the portal, disappearing from their vision.

And of course, all the dozens of apprentices hurriedly followed behind as they didn't want to lose this chance after paying so much money.

Ian, who had been silent this whole time, also quickly stepped inside the portal with clear interest in his eyes.

However, before he could determine the nature of the portal, though, Ignysyl's words cleared up his confusion.

"So, that guy was using the spirit realm to teleport? No wonder I felt something off when he appeared just now."

Ignysyl said, when suddenly all the apprentices' vision changed as they appeared in a tight channel covered in mist extending beyond.

Except for the little distance, they could see nothing, while they themselves felt like they weren't on the ground, like in the real world.

However, without giving them a chance to look around, Varion quickly walked forward while signaling them to follow.

In the entire process, he never talked. Moreover, he seemed to be in a hurry, as if he was afraid of something.

So, everyone also wisely shut up and quickly followed behind without any comment.

Well, everyone except one person, of course,

"Woah, this channel is quite sturdy and has traces of rules. Must be made by some strong guy."

Ignysyl expressed his admiration while tilting his head, as if he could see what others couldn't.

"Hey, use your Spectral Vision if you want to see beyond the fog. In fact, didn't you want to increase your soul power? Try to find a way to enter this place, and it will be easier to find such treasures."

Ignysyl advised after seeing Ian's failed attempt to look around.

'Use Spectral Vision?'

Hearing Ignysyl advise, Ian hesitated. The so-called Spectral Vision was actually him using his translucent Ethereal form.

Although after getting the Nether Sight from that Abyssal Entity, he was already capable of using that vision without entering Ethereal form, he was quite resistant to using it recklessly.

'Well, since Ignysyl felt there was no danger, let's try it.'

After struggling for a while, Ian finally decided to use his vision. This was also because they seemed to have already arrived at the required place, as he saw Varion taking out the Forbidden token again.

Once decided, Ian was never a person to dawdle. So, he immediately extracted the energy from the translucent linings of his Life Core, supplying it directly to his consciousness.

"Swish!"

Suddenly, Ian's eyes, which were normal before, became transparent behind the mask he was wearing, followed by the disappearance of the fog around him as if it had never been there before.

Then Ian saw what Ignysyl wanted to show him just now.

He saw a vast world with no boundary in sight, no structures like the real world—only endless piles of bones and the faint, flickering presence of lost souls.

The ground was a shifting mass of dust and fragmented remains, crunching underfoot as a dim, eerie glow cast unnatural shadows that seemed to move on their own.

The sky above was a swirling void of gray and purple, filled with distant, whispering voices, while spectral figures flickered in and out of existence.

And most importantly, they were in the middle of this bizarre world, suspended in the sky, as if in some kind of tunnel.

This was so weird, mysterious, dangerous, and mesmerizing.

"So, isn't it beautiful?"

Ignysyl asked, looking at Ian, who was gazing at the barren world with incredible awe.

But the weird thing was that Ian didn't deny his words and replied with agreement using telepathy, not as silent as before.

"Yes, it is indeed beautiful."

How could it not when Ian realized that the land in front was basically filled with treasure?

Sure, it looked barren at first glance, but you had to know, it was a Spirit Realm, not a material world.

If you looked for material treasures, of course, you wouldn't find anything.

But that wasn't the case for Ian—because what he sought wasn't gold or jewels, but the boundless spiritual essence hidden within this realm.

Yes, spirit essence. The very thing that made the Spirit Crystal so expensive.

But here in the Spirit Realm, it was in abundance as Ian already realized that the fog that impaired his vision was actually the dense condensation of them.

"See, if you find the way to enter this place, even practicing here for a few days can increase your soul power."

Ignysyl smiled proudly, as if he were the one who discovered this place.

"Of course, you have to find a safe place, though. Otherwise, you might become like those guys."

He said while pointing at the flickering phantoms everywhere. Although those phantoms were all kinds of shapes, Ian could still see many human-like figures among them.

However, although there were lots of those ethereal figures around, Ian failed to see any monsters or other beings around.

So, he wanted to ask Ignysyl what was going on when suddenly he felt the cocoon inside his mind rumbling loudly as if trying to come out.

"Boom!"

And along with the stirring of the cocoon inside his mind, the eerie but silent Spirit Realm Ian was looking at turned upside down as he saw the large pile of bones scattered around the entire landmass gathering rapidly.

One meter, two meters, three meters—the bones continued to shift and stack, moving with unnatural precision, as if guided by some invisible force.

The accumulation didn't stop, piling up higher and higher until every bone in the vicinity was used up, forming a towering figure of bones, ten meters tall.

The figure looked humanoid, with empty eye sockets and a body composed of bones from different races. However, it was eerily aligned with its own aura, as if the life form was truly complete.

"Hey, what is happening?"

Ian asked Ignysyl through telepathy as he observed the sudden change outside. However, despite the chaos unfolding beyond, there was no movement here, as if this channel existed in an entirely different dimension.

"Why did a Guardian suddenly appear here?"

But to Ian's question, Ignysyl remained silent for a moment before finally responding, as if in surprise.

"Guardian?"

Ian asked while he could feel that after the appearance of the so-called Guardian, the cocoon inside his consciousness began drumming in a certain rhythm after the initial upheaval.

It was similar to the response from his anchor when he sat down to meditate, only this time the rhythm was louder and firmer.

"Hey, why do I feel like it is looking at us?"

Just when Ian was busy trying to figure out the cocoon's weird behavior, he heard Ignysyl's surprised voice from his shoulder.

"What do you mean?"

So, he immediately looked outside again, only to see those empty sockets staring directly in their direction—or rather, at him.

Ian was certain it was looking at him, piercing through these so-called channels as if distance and barriers meant nothing.

Because the moment their eyes met, the cocoon in his mind went haywire. The drumming rhythm grew louder and louder like a beating heart, making him extremely dizzy and halting his movements.

Until suddenly, he heard a voice in his mind.

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