Warlock Apprentice-Chapter 1464 - Section 1465 Breakage of Lowered Objects
Chapter 1464: Section 1465: Breakage of Lowered Objects
Chapter 1464: Section 1465: Breakage of Lowered Objects
“Then how should one face the suppressed Extreme Resentment Thoughts?”
In Frost’s room, Angel looked at Toby resting in the palm of his hand and sought Frost’s help.
“The suppression of Extreme Resentment Thoughts is not a deep seal. When it feels ready one day, it will lift the seal with ease,” Frost paused, “As for how to deal with it, it depends on itself. I’ve told you, there is very little room for external forces to intervene. If you try to use an external force to dissolve the Extreme Resentment Thoughts, it will inevitably cause irreparable harm to it.”
“Therefore, whether it can survive the Extreme Resentment Tribulation still depends on its own abilities. Unless you are willing to use the Dark Melody.”
After finishing, Frost turned the conversation to Angel, “Its matter is considered resolved. Is there anything else on your mind that I can solve for you? Considering the favor you might ask for in the future, this time it’s on the house.”
Angel was momentarily stunned, having never considered his favors to be so valuable, but Frost seemed to imply their importance repeatedly?
However, setting aside Toby’s issue, Angel couldn’t think of anything else… Suddenly, a light flashed through his mind.
“Anything at all?” Angel quickly asked.
Frost observed the urgency in Angel’s eyes and nodded, “As long as it’s within my power, yes.”
Words swiftly rose to Angel’s lips, the matter concerning Jon being what he most wanted to resolve… but as the words reached his lips, he remembered something Jon had often mentioned—”Rather I die than have my homeland invaded because of me.”
Frost’s profound abilities could possibly reveal Jon’s whereabouts.
Angel’s understanding of Frost was merely superficial. None could know his true intentions. If this led to Jon’s homeland being invaded, Jon might never forgive him, even in death.
And probably, the Eye of the Sky wouldn’t be deceived, either.
With this thought, Angel swallowed back the words he was about to say.
Frost observed the changes in Angel’s expression, raising an eyebrow, “What, do you think I can’t handle your issue?”
Angel shook his head, his thoughts racing. Aside from Jon’s matter, the issue that currently troubled him the most was the scroll to increase his luck attribute. However, he had already shown eagerness, so bringing that up now would hardly win Frost’s trust.
So that left only one other matter.
With that in mind, Angel’s tone paused, “Your Excellency Frost, how do you view the Abyssal Demon Gods?”
Disdain flashed in Frost’s eyes, “They are the lucky ones who shelter under the rules of the Abyssal World, yet they are also the parasites of that realm.”
“Nevertheless, I don’t deny there are some sagely figures among the Demon Gods. These sages are ancient beings who have lived for untold years, and even the Wizards of the Origin World show reverence to these ancients.”
“Ancients?” Angel replied instinctively, “Like the Deep Jail Queen?”
Angel’s words brought a strange look to Frost’s eyes, “Indeed, the Deep Jail Queen is one of the ancients, but how do you know of her?”
The Deep Jail Queen was a terrifying ancient being that not even Frost, with his power, liked to mention; she spread death throughout the Abyss and was a madwoman centered on herself.
The Wizards of the Origin World, even Legends, after venturing into the Abyss, would probably wish to avoid her above all others, except perhaps for a few top-tier ancients.
What puzzled Frost was how Angel, with his level of power, could possibly have come into contact with someone of the Deep Jail Queen’s rank.
Angel hesitated before responding, “I have encountered one of the Deep Jail Queen’s subordinates in the Abyss.”
“Oh? Who might you be referring to?”
“Kulangduo.”
When Angel mentioned that he had seen one of the Deep Jail Queen’s subordinates, Frost already had a suspicion in mind. Only Kulangduo hailed from the barren aspect; if Angel had truly met one of her servants, then it could only be Kulangduo.
As expected, the name that came from Angel’s reply was indeed that of the ‘Harbinger of Death,’ Kulangduo.
It appeared Angel had not deceived him. However, how had Angel encountered Kulangduo, and why had Kulangduo not killed Angel? This puzzled Frost.
Nevertheless, Frost refrained from asking further. More than these confusions, what he really wanted to know now was why Angel had suddenly brought up the Demon Gods and mentioned knowledge of the ancients. What was the matter he wanted to resolve? Could it be connected to the ancients? Or perhaps, was he about to be asked to slay a god?
“Let’s set aside the matter of the Ancient Being for now, I just want to know if the issue you want to address has anything to do with the Ancient Being?”
Angel was startled for a moment, then shook his head, “No, it has to do with a Demon God.”
Having said that, Angel took out a Spatial Capsule and placed it on the table.
Frost, with a puzzled look, glanced at the Spatial Capsule and frowned slightly.
Inside the Spatial Capsule was a statue, a demon statue enshrouded by black wings around its head and body; its tail was exposed, resembling a hook, and the hook was filled with books.
“The Vessel of the Cruel Scholar,” Frost recognized the statue immediately.
“Yes, if possible, I hope Lord Frost can help me break this Vessel.”
A Vessel is a container for the will of a Demon God to descend upon. As long as one prays from the depths of their heart towards the Vessel for the Demon God’s mercy, the Demon God can actively descend their will to fulfill the petitioner’s request. However, once the Vessel is used, it is tantamount to acknowledging oneself as a follower of the Demon God.
This Vessel was specifically created by the Cruel Scholar to observe Angel’s soul after he refused to become a follower. However, after witnessing the fall of the True Spirit of the Lord of the Flameless, the Cruel Scholar seemed rather apprehensive and never again sent his consciousness to this Vessel.
Nevertheless, having the Vessel by one’s side is always a hidden danger.
But Angel himself was unable to break the Vessel, so he took the opportunity to bring it up at this time.
This request was not about the Ancient Being, which caused Frost to breathe a sigh of relief. However, he still gave Angel a deep look; gaining access to the secrets of the Abyss and obtaining a Demon God’s Vessel was not something trivial for someone who was merely an Apprentice not long ago.
And the aura of the Demon God on this Vessel was very faint, indicating that the Demon God hadn’t descended for a long time, which was very strange. Was it because he dared not descend, or was there some other reason?
It seemed that Angel’s past also contained many secrets.
Frost nodded, “If it’s just shattering a Vessel, that is not a difficult task. But can you be sure that you can bear the consequences of the Vessel breaking and the Demon God’s descent?”
“He will not descend.”
“Hmm?”
Angel said with certainty, “The Cruel Scholar will not descend.”
Not to mention whether the Cruel Scholar would dare to descend after the downfall of the True Spirit of the Lord of the Flameless, he had also sworn that if Angel shattered the Vessel, he would not pursue the matter further.
Frost didn’t know where Angel’s confidence came from, but he wasn’t inclined to probe any further.
Truly, breaking a Vessel was not a big deal; even if the Cruel Scholar did descend, it would only be a strand of consciousness, which Frost could easily destroy.
Frost decided not to overthink it and immediately extended his hand to cover the One-time Spatial Capsule.
A faint glow passed over Frost’s palm, and the next second, he withdrew his hand.
Angel hadn’t even felt anything. He only slightly noticed some fluctuations of Spatial Energy within the Spatial Capsule, and then everything was over?
With confusion, Angel sent his spiritual power into the Spatial Capsule.
The Vessel of the Cruel Scholar had vanished without a trace…
Angel swallowed hard, knowing all along that Frost was very powerful, but he had never had a concrete understanding. But now, looking at the empty Spatial Capsule, it was as if a storm had erupted in his heart.
The energy fluctuations were extremely weak, and without even damaging the one-time Spatial Capsule, he had managed to destroy the Vessel of the Abyssal Demon God through layers of barriers?
Such transcendent power was beyond Angel’s imagination.
While Angel was lost in thought, Frost was quietly sensing the surrounding space. A Vessel of the Demon God was not a cheap item, and there were not many of them from the Abyssal Demon Gods. In his mind, destroying a Demon God’s Vessel would inevitably result in the corresponding Demon God sending down their consciousness.
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Therefore, Frost was now sensing and on guard.
But after a long while passed, with Angel still lost in thought, Frost’s eyebrows furrowed tighter.
The Cruel Scholar indeed had not descended through consciousness. More importantly, not even a glance was cast in their direction, as if the Vessel had never been created by him at all?
