Main Text Chapter 311 Boundless Silence

When he decided to refine space props with composite effects, he read through the Encyclopedia of Enchanting—Introductory Chapter, but the magic patterns in it were not what he wanted, and the passive effects were sometimes too monotonous. Later, I simply turned my attention to the magic array in "Enchanting Encyclopedia - Advanced Chapter".

Let space props have additional attachment effects. What is the best effect? This is the choice Angel must make before confirming the refining.

Is the attack effective? Forget it, it's better to just refine the weapon directly if you keep a constant attack magic energy array.

Defense effect? Angel considered this, but later ruled it out, because once someone breaks your defense effect, the space props will inevitably be damaged, and accidents may occur in the originally stable space. Therefore, if you want to defend, it is better to refine defensive items separately.

He consulted a large number of magic energy formations, but they were either too difficult and had too many magic patterns, and even if they were carefully drawn, they might not be successful; or they were just not suitable.

It wasn't until he turned to the introduction to "Boundless Silence" that his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Boundless Silence" is a magic energy array composed of six magic patterns, just like "Prelude to Death". In "Enchanting Encyclopedia - Advanced Chapter", its characteristics are introduced in detail.

——"Hidden and alienated".

The so-called concealment actually means concealment and concealment.

Items with the "boundless silence" effect can hide their appearance. In short, they are invisible. This alone made the scales in Angel's heart tilt. The space props must contain his most precious things, and hiding their appearance is in line with his desire to keep a low profile.

Moreover, "boundless silence" can not only hide the appearance, it can also hide the breath. Even for formal wizards, it is difficult to discover items with hidden auras, which further ensures the secrecy and safety of space props.

In addition to "hiding", "boundless silence" also has the effect of "alienation". This alienation is actually included in "concealment", but "concealment" is a semi-passive effect that only consumes a small amount of energy and can be maintained for a long time. However, the "alienation" effect requires the user to actively inject energy and follow the instructions. The amount of energy injected determines the strength of the "alienation" effect.

Under the "alienation" effect, the user's sense of presence will be completely weakened, the energy injection will reach its peak, and when the magic energy array is fully activated, the user will enter a hidden state. As long as he maintains absolute silence, he will not be discovered by anyone.

Basically, this "Boundless Silence" magic energy array is an auxiliary effect. For Angel, who doesn't like publicity and loves to keep a low profile, "Boundless Silence" can not only protect the safety of space props to the maximum extent, but also protect the space props in peacetime. It can also weaken his presence and make him less noticeable.

Unfortunately, this weakening of the sense of existence cannot block the exchange of information between oneself and the outside world. If someone wanted to track him specifically, he might be able to confuse the naked eye by hiding himself. But if you rely on tracking the pheromones he left behind, or using prophecy to predict his location, he will still be exposed to the sun.

Having said that, Angel thought, the effect of the "boundless silence" magic energy array is "concealment and alienation", so how can he "break through" the vision in front of him?

At this time, a colorful carriage with colorful lights suddenly drove out on the cheerful street.

Five horses pulled this huge carriage, which had a stage. Men and women dressed in gorgeous costumes and feather masks performed on the stage to onlookers on both sides of the street.

While performing a hot dance, they also dropped feathers and flowers.

People on the street happily picked up the fallen feather flowers, as if they had the greatest happiness after picking them up.

While Angel was staring blankly, the door of the bakery next to him suddenly opened with a creak, and a kind aunt came out with baked bread. The fragrant smell made Angel's stomach growl. The aunt seemed to hear his cry of hunger and came over with a smile and a piece of bread.

Every step she took made Angel feel uneasy.

Even... scalp numbness.

Angel dodged suddenly and rushed to the other end of the street. Just listen to the aunt saying to a beggar: "It turns out that your stomach is growling. I thought... thought... forget it, you can eat, don't be hungry."

The beggar, Angel remembered, was squatting behind where he was standing.

It wasn't until the aunt handed the bread to the beggar that Angel's numb scalp relaxed slightly.

"Could it be that my intuition is reminding me that I cannot accept anything from the people in this town?"

While Angel was thinking, a milky-white calla lily flower with crystal dewdrops suddenly fell from the sky, fell on his shoulder, and then rolled down his arm and fell into his palm.

Angel found that the flower in his palm was thrown off the moving carriage stage. He frowned: "No, I don't have any uneasiness when I get their things..."

Just as he was thinking, a strong uneasiness suddenly rose from deep in his heart. When he raised his head, he immediately realized something was fishy.

If someone picks up a flower or feather, others will look at it with envy. At this time, he unexpectedly picked up an alocasia flower. The person in front of him slowly turned his head to see who the alocasia flower had fallen on.

Just when they turned their heads, Angel's uneasiness rose to the extreme!

"I understand. My intuition is not telling me that I cannot accept things from the people. It is that... I cannot be noticed by the people!" Angel suddenly reacted!

He would always be alert when others were about to focus their attention on him. Just like the aunt holding the bread before, she heard his stomach growling, turned her head to look at him, and walked towards him... Hey, why didn't she see him at that time? Angel suddenly had a new doubt.

Angel thought of another possibility. When he entered this vision, he was holding a space bracelet engraved with the effect of "Boundless Silence".

So, he is now also blessed with the effect of "Boundless Silence". He is actually "alienated" from the crowd, and his sense of existence has been weakened.

The aunt holding the bread heard his stomach growling, so she looked over. But in fact, she didn't notice him at the time, and his sense of existence was infinitely weakened. The aunt finally thought that it was the beggar behind him whose stomach was growling.

And now, he is holding a calla lily, and the calla lily has destroyed his sense of existence. As long as those people turn their heads to look at the calla lily in his hand, they will definitely notice him, then... he has failed the test of this vision.

After understanding this, Angell threw the calla lily to the ground at lightning speed. Then he retreated and fell directly into the shadow of the building.

Sure enough, when he threw the calla lily away, the tingling feeling on his scalp disappeared.

Angell vaguely understood that in this town full of singing and laughter, he must not attract anyone's attention.

Although he understood the rules, Angell was worried about how to leave the vision.

"Forget it, let's keep going forward." Angell noticed that although the town was bustling, there was actually only one street, which also meant there was only one road.

This time, Angell was careful not to attract anyone's attention and slowly walked out of the town.

...

In the outside world, Angel still closed his eyes, and the "circle" in his hand was still shining.

When the light was slightly dimmed, you can see that this "circle" is actually an ancient bracelet. When the condensation method was over, the bracelet began to emit a strange smell...

Angel's No. 13 Alien Laboratory was located in the southwest of the source of flow, in the corner of the undulating mountains.

When Angel moved in, the Iron Armor Granny told Angel that there was no one nearby for a hundred miles, so he could tinker with it without worry. Even if there was an abnormal sign, people a hundred miles away would not notice it because of the uneven mountains.

This was true, there was indeed no one else within a hundred miles. But "others" did not include herself.

On a quiet little valley ten miles away from the No. 13 Alien Laboratory, the majestic figure of the Iron Armor Castle was standing quietly here.

The Iron Armor Granny sat on the third-floor balcony of the Iron Armor Castle, leaning against a soft chair, smelling the clusters of evening mist flowers planted on the balcony, holding a tea tray with delicate edges in one hand and a tea cup of the same style as the tea tray in the other hand. The rose tea in the tea cup was still emitting curling white smoke.

Taking a sip of scented tea, Granny Iron Armor looked at the blue sky, "Alas, it's another boring day. Little ones, why don't you like it here? It's so boring for me to stay here, come in and drink tea with me."

A few shadows seemed to float across Granny Iron Armor's eyes. They were all wizards who once had fixed laboratories in the Source of Flow. Unfortunately, they are no longer here.

Just as Granny Iron Armor recalled the past, a mountain mist blew from afar, making the iron sheet of the armored castle shell creak.

This mountain mist was like a layer of waves, one wave higher than the other, one stronger than the other.

Later, the smoke shrouding the col was blown away, the forest miasma at the foot of the mountain was blown away, and the evening mist flowers on the balcony were also blown up. Purple, red, yellow, and white flowers were flying all over the sky, like dandelion seeds, drifting away with the wind.

Even Granny Iron Armor's coiled silver silk was blown away.

The Iron-Armored Granny uttered a "huh" and placed the teacup on the tea tray. With her other hand, she held a mess of silk and looked southeastward. Her eyes were directed to the location of the No. 13 Alien Lab.

——The mountain mist came from there.

"Eh... Is it Angel? Haha, what a talented little guy. He has only been here for a few days, and he has come up with another mid-level alchemy tool." The Iron-Armored Granny stood up, her eyes gleaming: "Interesting, let me take a good look at what this strange sign represents..."

Above the No. 13 Alien Lab, the clouds were stacked and the sky was blue. Except for the mountain mist that kept blowing, there was nothing strange to the naked eye, let alone any strange signs, but the Iron-Armored Granny looked very carefully.

After a while, the Iron-Armored Granny narrowed her eyes: "Strange fluctuations, restrained signs, turned into mountain mists trying to blend into the forest... It looks like a hidden item."

"The little guy is very smart and knows to keep a low profile at this time. Unfortunately, mountain mists are indeed common in the forest, but experienced hunters can easily identify the abnormality of mountain mists." The Iron-Armored Granny sighed: "However, with Sanders doting on you, I think no hunter dares to target you, right?"

"It's strange to say, why did Sanders suddenly change his nature? Is he influenced by Wallace?" The Iron-Armored Granny's eyes left the signs and began to think about other things.