845 The Eighth Research Institution of the Congress of Magic (2/2)
Sitting on the throne was a unique black full armor that was glimmering in coldness. It was poised as if a real person were seated there.
It sat there quietly, but it seemed to have filled the whole universe and dominated everything. Before the mask of the helmet was the impenetrable darkness, exactly like death that nobody could escape or see through.
The moment they saw the full armor, Donnie, Sammy, and Jones' heartbeats were slowed. At a loss and enthralled, they extended their right hands and were about to touch it.
The overwhelming power was right before their eyes, and the ecstasy of controlling everything was so clear. As long as they took parts of the full armor and put it on themselves, they would obtain it easily!
How could Donnie, Sammy, and Jones, who were still magic apprentices, resist it?
Even Karl who had been conscious the whole time frowned, his face changing all the time. He simply watched Donnie and the rest of them acquire the black armor without doing anything.
In the black desert that was full of sand, two people were gazing at the enormous palace quietly. It was exactly Felipe and the vigorous handsome young man earlier.
”Just as I expected…” The young man chuckled, the laziness on his face unchanged at all.
Right when Donnie, Sammy, and Jones were about to touch the weird armor, he suddenly extended his right hand and pressed the void before him.
All of a sudden, he became illusionary, as if he had dispersed and existed everywhere. The whole black desert immediately shook violently, with the earth falling apart.
His hands in his pockets, Felipe observed the changes in silence without any expression on his face.
Power, fortune, and glory were near at hand. Donnie was so passionate that substantial desire oozed from his eyes. His palm was almost reaching the cold armor.
Right at this moment, the earth shook so violently that Donnie, Sammy, and Jones fell on the ground.
Donnie, who was slightly awakened, realized in surprise that cracks were appearing on the captivating armor. Then, it broke apart without a sound and turned into a cluster of dispersive black, white, and gray.
The moment he saw the indescribable and intangible black, white, and gray, Donnie felt that his mind was frozen in eternal quietness. Even his body started to rot.
Crack.
Something clearly broke.
Donnie opened his eyes abruptly and observed the environment, but his face was frozen again. He thought that he had got rid of the dream, but the scene around him was still strange.
It was infinite darkness, with silver or gold magic runes glittering like stars. They were joined into different constellations and brilliant nebulae.
In the middle of the flowing magic symbols, the cluster of black, white, and gray couldn't have been quiet. Donnie did not have the feeling that he would die the moment he saw it anymore.
”What is this place?” Donnie asked subconsciously, not expecting an answer.
However, Karl's voice echoed. He replied in confusion, ”A very familiar place…”
It was not until then that Donnie realized Karl, Sammy, and the fatty were still next to him.
Squeak.
A door seemed to be opened. Donnie looked over in shock, only to discover that a silver gate appeared in the starry cosmos. From out of the gate, a graceful old man in a red, glamorous magic robe came in. He seemed as energetic as ever.
”Ah…” Karl sighed in surprise and delight.
The old man seemed to have sensed something and suddenly turned his eyes at them. In the slightly dirty red eyes, electricity was glittering.
Donnie trembled and was paralyzed as if he had an electric shock. He then lost consciousness and fell into the darkness.
The darkness ebbed, and Donnie rolled over and sat up, breathing heavily nonstop. He looked around again and was finally relieved.
The rays out of the window were dim, and it was quiet and peaceful in the room. It was his own dormitory. He had finally got rid of his nightmare!
However, that old man was truly intimidating. After only one glimpse from the guy, he had been completely woken up.
”Finally awake…” He heard the voices of Sammy and the fatty.
Karl, however, chuckled in a low voice without any stop as if he had been deranged. Donnie was rather intimidated and feared that something was still not right.
”Karl, are you alright?” He ventured to ask.
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After the dream was broken, Felipe and the mysterious young man did not appear in the place where they entered the dream. Instead, they emerged in a metal tunnel whose wall was full of decorations in the shape of hives.
The two of them walked forward in silence for a while until they reached a grim gate. Next to the gate were several words written in the common tongue.
[The Eighth Research Institution of the Congress of Magic: Lab of Demigods.]