Chapter 2288 A Ray of Consciousness

"Mirafael Feng?" Angel repeated the name, then looked at the cloaked man with a look of surprise, "Are you Lord Mohua?"

"You look surprised?" Feng raised his eyebrows.

Angel shook his head: "No... I just didn't expect that Lord Mohua looked so young."

After Angel finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the air, and a single oil painting that looked very old appeared in front of Feng. In the oil painting is an old man who looks quite kind, smiling and carrying a large bucket of rolled drawing paper on his back, holding a brush stained with blue and gold paint in his hand.

"This is the portrait of Mr. Feng that I saw in a certain issue of "The Plane Conquest Record."

Feng stared at the old man in the painting with interest, and a bit of nostalgia floated in his eyes. After a long while, he said: "I really miss it... It's indeed me in the painting. I have walked in the painters' guilds of various countries and served as the president of the painters' guild for about fifty years. In order to avoid trouble, I used this face for a while."

The Painters' Guild is an organization established by mortals. Feng had been hanging around in a mortal organization for fifty years. If he had remained young, it would definitely cause a lot of waves, so he had such a face.

Feng did not expect that the face that was only used for a short time would eventually be included in the "Record of the Plane Conquest".

While Feng was talking, Angel's thoughts were also flowing rapidly.

Is the person in front of him really Feng? From all the signs, it is still possible that he is Feng. The most important point is that he has no need to lie to himself.

However, Feng's appearance here is also somewhat unreasonable.

Moreover, he had asked Angel before, "Are you the one who followed his footsteps?" The "he" in the words was undoubtedly referring to Mirafil Feng, but when he asked it from his mouth, it didn't seem like he was talking about himself, but more like talking about others.

Because of this, Angel still couldn't be completely sure of the identity of the person in front of him.

Feng seemed to see the doubt in Angel's eyes, and slowly said: "I am indeed Miraphael Feng, but I am a little different from what you imagined."

"I am a trace of consciousness in the painting that Feng outlined with a brush. I have been sealed here until you use the Ojia Complex Pattern Key to reactivate the painting, and then I can see the light again."

In other words, he is Feng, but he is a little different from the real Feng. He is a phantom drawn by Feng, but in this phantom, Feng has his personal consciousness.

Give personal consciousness to the figure in the painting? This is the first time Angel has heard of this ability. He thought that the one in front of him was a clone, but he didn't expect it to be just a trace of consciousness.

After Feng explained his origins, he continued: "Feng left me here to wait for your arrival."

"Waiting for my arrival? So, you are the treasure left by Mr. Feng?"

Feng smiled and said: "If I say yes, will you feel disappointed?"

Angel did not comment, because he was not looking forward to the so-called treasure. He just wanted to see whether the game set by Feng really came to an end and how it would end.

"If you have all the memories and personal experiences of the magic painting wizard, it's not a loss."

Feng: "If you want to learn Feng's knowledge from me, unfortunately, the main body did not leave much relevant information. And my existence will continue to consume personal consciousness. It won't be long before I disappear."

Angel: "Then what is the meaning of your existence?"

"The meaning of my existence, as I said before, is to wait for your arrival." Feng did not stop this time, but continued: "I am not the treasure left by Feng. My existence is to clear your doubts. I believe that you should have a lot of doubts now."

Angel looked at Feng, who was wearing a cloak opposite, and whispered: "Indeed, I have a lot of doubts now."

Feng stared into Angel's eyes and seemed to read another answer: "And, anger?"

Angel did not answer, but there was indeed anger in his heart.

He was angry about why he became a chess piece in the game.

But facing the existence of Feng's level, any of his emotions were meaningless, so he restrained himself and did not show it, but he did not expect that Feng himself pointed it out.

"Come on, let's sit down and talk. I'll answer the questions you want to know." Feng said, and waved his hand gently. A starlight fell from the sky above his head, and a pair of tables and chairs emitting cold light were built under the big tree.

The two sat opposite each other.

After sitting down, Angel spoke first, but did not ask anything. He just introduced himself according to the rules.

"Angel, is it? Since you are from the Savage Cave, have you heard that Shu Lao has mentioned me?"

Angel looked at Feng in confusion. He didn't expect that when mentioning the Savage Cave, Feng would first think of Shu Lao... At least in Angel's impression, if wizards from other organizations mentioned the Savage Cave, they would either think of Rhine or the tree spirit. Mirror Ji is only famous among witches, and although Shu Lao is famous, he has not been seen for many years. He is more like a legend in the wizard world.

"Shu Lao rarely appears. Since I entered the Savage Cave, I have only seen Shu Lao once during my apprenticeship." Angel did not shy away and briefly recounted the meeting with Shu Lao.

After listening to Ingres' story, Feng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

It took a while for the laughter to stop: "Shu Lao took the initiative to answer your questions, but you only asked one question: how to discover spiritual power? You know, Feng... my original body went to see Shu Lao and spent hundreds of years, but Shu Lao didn't speak. If my original body knew that you wasted the opportunity like this, I probably couldn't help but put you in the painting burning cage and burn you for decades."

Facing Feng's regret for his qualification to ask questions, Angel didn't care much: "At that time, I hadn't even stepped past the apprentice, so what decent questions could I ask?"

Feng: "That's right, I can only say that you met Shu Lao at the wrong time."

After sighing, Feng didn't mention Shu Lao again, but returned to the topic: "Before answering your doubts, I have a question, I hope you can clarify it for me first."

Angel naturally didn't dare to refuse: "Excuse me."

"The demon disaster has stopped?" Feng restrained his joking attitude, and his expression was more serious than ever.

Angel was also influenced by Feng, and his answer was more serious: "If Mr. Feng is talking about the Lord of No Flame, then he should not have the chance to descend on the Southern Territory Wizarding World."

After getting Angel's confirmation, Feng was stunned for a moment and exhaled a long breath. It was as if he had let out all the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for many years.

Then, Feng changed his serious expression to a familiar smile: "Do you mind telling me how to stop the demon disaster?"

Angel: "...Mind."

Feng's expression froze for a few seconds before slowly unsealing: "Okay, if you don't want to say it now, it's okay. I hope you will consider it again after knowing my painstaking efforts."

Feng did not force Angel, but changed the subject: "I have asked all my questions, now it's your turn, if you have any questions, I will tell you everything as long as I know."

Angel was silent for a moment, but decided to start from the initial doubt: "What is fate?"

Feng: "The topic of fate is too big. If you asked the old man with this question, maybe he would give you a very beautiful and satisfactory answer, but if you ask me... Excuse me, my prophecy is not strong, it's okay to fool Uranus and others, But I think you will not be satisfied if I give you the same answer. "

"Moreover, I believe that what you care about most is not fate itself. Rather, why did you enter the fate I compiled, right?"

Angel nodded: "This is what I want to know, when did this game start, why did it start, and when did it end... and why was it me?"

Feng obviously had expected it, and did not hesitate at all for Angel's question: "You think this is a game, and you are a chess piece being manipulated, right? Haha, in fact, the truth behind this is not that complicated. There are no chess players, no game, just a push of fate... This matter has to start from a very early time, when I was still a wizard apprentice."

Feng did not spend too much time on his apprenticeship period. The reason why he mentioned this period was because during this period, Feng's obsession with the future was formed.

Feng's closest person died in the natural disaster of the demon god, and Feng's mentor did not survive this tragedy.

Since then, Feng has had a strong hatred for the demon god, and he is extremely disgusted with the natural disaster of the demon god's arrival, which has even become his obsession.

In the "Record of the Plane Conquest" produced by the Frost Moon Alliance, there is a very famous illustration called "The Doomsday Disaster", which is a work drawn by Feng, describing the end of the world caused by the advent of the demon god. Although Feng did not say it directly, anyone who has seen this painting can see Feng's hatred for the advent of the demon god.

After Feng broke through the legend, he went to the source world from the wizard world of the southern region.

During the period of living in the source world, Feng, as a free wizard, worked for the Temple of the Prophet and stayed in the Temple of the Prophet for hundreds of years.

The Temple of the Prophet is a very powerful federation in the source world. It is a huge federation formed by several wizard organizations related to prophecy.

Even the famous Guanxing Church in the southern region is actually a member of the Temple of the Prophet.

During the years when Feng was in the Temple of the Prophet, he originally wanted to learn some spells related to prophecy, but his talent for prophecy was not strong, and the prophecy he learned was just the fur.

Although he was not proficient in prophecy, he knew many prophecy wizards, including a wizard from the South Region who was promoted from the Crown Star Church.

The Temple of the Prophet also has mysterious objects like the Mystery of the Starry Sky. The prophecy wizard from the South Region obtained some hints about the future through a mysterious object called "City of Samsara". One of the hints said that the South Region would encounter a natural disaster of the demon god in the near future.

The wizard from the South Region told Feng the news.

Feng was naturally shocked when he got the news. Although he was far away from the South Region, Feng's attention to the South Region had never diminished. After all, the South Region was his homeland.

His homeland might encounter a natural disaster of the demon god. Even if Feng didn't care about the demon god, he would still find a way to save it. Not to mention, Feng himself hated the natural disaster of the demon god, so he naturally took the burden of saving the South Region on himself.

But how to save it?

Even if Feng became a legendary wizard, he might not be able to defeat the demon god. Moreover, he defeated the demon god in the abyss environment.

Feng also didn't know which demon god would come, when exactly he would come, why he would come, and where he would come.

If these questions cannot be answered, even if Feng can defeat the demon god, it will be difficult to completely save the demon god disaster.

Not to mention, if the one who descended was a peerless demon god or an ancient one... let alone him, even if a large number of legendary wizards joined forces, it would be difficult to stop it.

In desperation, the prophecy wizard from the South Territory gave Feng a suggestion.

You can try to ask the Book of Kyle.