Chapter 3192: Chapter 3193: 4000th Floor

The shops of the Head Mirror Clan are all named "Little Mirror." Perhaps it’s due to a lack of creativity in naming, or maybe it holds some symbolic meaning. In any case, when you see a Little Mirror shop, it’s undoubtedly run by the Head Mirror Clan.

This time, many merchants from the Head Mirror Clan came to rent a shop, which led to a naming conflict. Hence, serial numbers were introduced.

The closer the serial number is to the front, the stronger the influence, and naturally, the more comprehensive the goods.

Among them, the top three numbers belong to the official shops of the Head Mirror Clan. Officially operated shops are, without a doubt, not disappointing. Therefore, if you really want to browse the Little Mirror shops, the top three numbers are the best choice.

After Luigi briefly explained the information about the Little Mirror shops, he stepped onto the jumping-tier ladder: "Let me first check which layer we are on."

The jumping-tier ladder looks like a pavilion made of crystal.

As soon as Luigi walked in, the surrounding crystal walls emitted waves of aggregation energy.

The aggregation energy transformed into beams of light, conjuring up a phantom number out of thin air.

"3929"

This number keeps fluctuating, seemingly easily changed with a gentle touch.

Indeed, this is the case. Luigi reached out and casually shifted the last three digits, changing 929 to 000. Then, with a flick of the leading number, 3 became 4.

At this point, the phantom number displayed is "4000."

Luigi turned to Angel: "Come in, we are now on layer 3929, aiming for layer 4000."

Angel roughly understood Luigi’s operation, following him into the crystal pavilion, and Laplace also entered.

When the three gathered inside the pavilion, Luigi once again manipulated the aggregation energy, causing the phantom number to gradually disappear. With the disappearance of the number, Angel felt the surrounding space show a slight twist.

However, this distortion only lasted for a moment and quickly returned to normal.

"We’re here." Luigi patted Angel’s shoulder, gesturing for him to look outside.

Previously, outside the crystal pavilion, there was a black corridor and a woman from the Head Mirror Clan, but now outside the pavilion is a golden corridor surrounded by strange-looking races.

As Angel was observing them, they were also gazing at the trio inside the pavilion.

Standing at the front is a familiar black stick.

... Changhuo Clan.

But it wasn’t the one who previously wanted to provoke them.

This member of the Changhuo Clan had a corner of his mouth lifting as if he was smiling, but when he stared at Angel and the others, his eyeballs rolled rapidly.

The Changhuo Clan glanced around, noticing most nearby tribes were odd-looking and not humanoid.

He seemed to think of something, raising his eyebrows: "These bipedal humans, so arrogant and haughty, blocking the jumping-tier stairs without moving. Are you expecting us to make way for you?"

With the Changhuo Clan’s words, a portion of the surrounding races with strong muscles and simple minds immediately showed displeasure in their eyes.

The Changhuo Clan’s glance caught this, and although his eyes curved with joy, outwardly he remained an upright and righteous appearance: "On a small scale, this is your human arrogance; on a larger scale, it means you’re looking down on everyone!"

The manipulative tone seemed to affect the emotions of those around, but the influence was minimal. For those who understood the Changhuo Clan’s traits, it had no effect; however, for those with insufficient wisdom relying on muscle, it was quite effective.

Some muscled individuals even started to roll up their sleeves.

Just when the Changhuo Clan thought his provocation succeeded, he didn’t realize a tall shadow appeared behind him.

This shadow’s presence caused everyone around to scatter, and the muscled individual ready to roll sleeves had already vanished somewhere.

"Ignorant troublemaker, layer 4000 does not welcome you, leave."

A cold voice rang in the Changhuo Clan’s ear, and before he could react to who the troublemaker referred to, he was lifted by a scaly claw.

"Who dares touch me, don’t they know the rules of the cordoned gathering?" The Changhuo Clan turned angrily, but when he saw the silver eyes behind him, he froze completely.

"Mirror... Mirror Dragon?!" The Changhuo Clan turned gray from fright.

Why is a Mirror Dragon here? He didn’t seem to have badmouthed the Mirror Dragon just now?

"I didn’t provoke..." The Changhuo Clan, with a pleading tone, attempted to negotiate with the three-meter-tall but absolutely scaled-down Mirror Dragon.

He feared none of the other races but the Mirror Dragon... Each one can ignore the rules here as terrifying entities, he dared not provoke them.

"I don’t care if you provoked or not; I dislike the Changhuo Clan, and I only need this one reason for you not to be in my presence." With that, the Mirror Dragon didn’t give any more attention to the Changhuo Clan, directly throwing him outside the fence.

Yes, the fence.

All they heard was a scream of "Ah," and the Changhuo Clan fell down dozens of layers until he landed in a white fog, where Crystal Eye Clan guards took him away...

Meanwhile, there were no more onlookers outside the crystal pavilion, only the three-meter tall black-scaled Mirror Dragon remained.

This Mirror Dragon was covered in black scales, with a deep vortex on his chest, his silver eyes indifferent as he slowly looked at Luigi.

"You’re Luigi?"

Luigi didn’t respond but glanced at the vortex on the Mirror Dragon’s chest... Such vortices only appear on Cave Dragons.

And if it’s Cave Dragons, then wouldn’t this mean... Luigi seemed to realize something and quickly summoned the aggregation energy.

"4000" changed to "3000."

Luigi wanted to leave quickly; he did not wish to face the Mirror Dragon Clan.

Yet, before Luigi could teleport away, the black-scaled Mirror Dragon said calmly: "Is Mr. Luigi testing my spatial lock ability?"

Luigi paused for a moment, suddenly recalling.

—Cave Dragon, one of the six major dragon clans of the Hundred-Dragon Divine Kingdom, skilled in spiritual and spatial powers.

If the other party wants to lock the space, he cannot escape at all.

Luigi, helpless, turned to look at Laplace beside him. He knew he couldn’t deal with this Cave Dragon, but Laplace, being the main body avatar, could easily handle it.

However, Laplace turned his head, not acknowledging Luigi’s gaze at all.

Luigi’s eyes shifted to Angel. He knew well Angel’s status in Laplace’s heart; if Angel was willing to persuade, Laplace might take action.

Nevertheless, Angel seemed lost in thought, his gaze vacant. Luigi threw several meaningful glances, but Angel didn’t notice.

Seeing this situation, Luigi understood that avoidance probably wouldn’t work...

Luigi sighed and turned to the black-scaled Cave Dragon: "The dock on layer 4000, could it be the Hundred-Dragon Divine Kingdom’s?"

The Black-scaled Cave Dragon nodded: "Mr. Luigi is very smart."

Is this what you call smart? All you Mirror Dragons are such recluses, even if you come to the besieged city, you’ll definitely gather at the stronghold.

As long as you encounter one Mirror Dragon, a whole bunch of them are sure to follow.

"What bad luck." Luigi rubbed his slightly aching temples: "Why does the four-thousandth level just happen to be a Mirror Dragon’s stronghold?"

The Black-scaled Cave Dragon remained silent, waiting for Luigi to finish his self-talk performance.

Two minutes later, seeing Luigi stopped mumbling, the Black-scaled Cave Dragon finally spoke indifferently: "Lord Kukurus is waiting for you at the stronghold."

Here we go, Luigi sighed inwardly. Although he had previously agreed to chat with Kukurus at the gathering, his implicit meaning was: the gathering is long, I’ll ask Baba Ragon for his opinion in a few days, and then talk with you. Not to tangle with you, Kukurus, on the first day of the gathering!

Luigi, though very helpless, thought that since he was already here and the Black-scaled Cave Dragon had already threatened to lock the space, he had no way to leave. He had no choice but to meet with Kukurus...

With resentment, Luigi walked out of the Crystal Pavilion.

The Black-scaled Cave Dragon led the way ahead.

Luigi looked back at Angel and Laplace, who were also following him out of the Crystal Pavilion, trailing behind him; clearly, they weren’t as immersed in their own world as they had appeared earlier.

Luigi wanted to complain a bit, but ultimately swallowed his words, forget it.

Although Luigi didn’t seek out Angel and Laplace for conversation, he did start teasing the Black-scaled Cave Dragon: "How did that guy Kukurus know I came? I wasn’t here for more than a minute before you appeared. What, were you specially tasked to wait at the jumping floor stairs to catch me?"

The Black-scaled Cave Dragon, while leading the way, replied indifferently: "The stronghold is not far from the transmission point."

In short, just spread your spiritual power over here casually, and you can easily observe who arrives.

Luigi: "We just met Kukurus at the door; I said we would talk, not now..."

The Black-scaled Cave Dragon: "Telling me is useless, I can’t represent Lord Kukurus’ opinion."

Luigi: "I wasn’t talking to you; if he can cover the area with his spiritual power, he should hear my voice now. I’m talking to him!"

"Hey, Kukurus, speak up!"

Luigi shouted into the air, but there was no echo.

However, Luigi’s shouting did wake Angel up.

Angel was not pretending to be deep earlier; he was truly lost in thought. It wasn’t about pondering over the divisive Changhuo Clan... he was well aware that the Changhuo Clan wouldn’t be a threat to them. Even without the Black-scaled Cave Dragon, Luigi and Laplace could easily handle it.

Angel was contemplating the transmission point, or rather, the jumping floor stairs.

From the 3929th floor to the 4000th floor, it was incredibly smooth.

Aside from a slight spatial distortion, there was no discomfort whatsoever, which greatly surprised Angel.

You see, in the Southern Domain, for an apprentice to use a space teleportation array, they must be protected by an official Wizard, otherwise, the imbalance of the power of space would be enough to blow their brains out.

Even for official Wizards using spatial transmission, there’s some slight discomfort... unless it’s a Space Gate opened by their own magic power, there won’t be any rejection.

And the jumping floor stairs clearly involved spatial transmission, even for short-distance transmission, there should be some slight discomfort. But Angel felt none of it; it was utterly smooth, directly leaping floors.

This alone was worth Angel’s contemplation; how was this smooth transmission achieved?

However, considering the comfort of the transmission wasn’t the main reason Angel was lost in thought.

The reason he hadn’t left the Crystal Pavilion and started zoning out was because he discovered something that left him utterly puzzled.

—Why was the spatial energy used during the transmission so sparse?

Since being gifted the knowledge of space by the Dalmatian, Angel’s perception of the power of space had become increasingly acute. During the leaping floor jump, he could clearly feel the spatial distortion, but it was very, very slight.

This degree of distortion was even less than what would be used for a low-level trick involving the power of space.

Yet this jumping floor staircase used such sparse spatial energy to leverage the momentum of transmission, directly sending people to the 4000th floor.

This puzzled Angel greatly.

You must understand, even though his The Gate of Void can achieve short-distance spatial displacement, it consumes a tremendous amount of mana, and even with the constant transmutation by the Magic Vortex, it can be used no more than ten times consecutively.

Using it more than that risks backlash.

This is still within the Wizards’ Realm; in the Mirror Domain, it would probably overload the magic vortex after no more than six or seven transmissions.

For this reason, Angel was filled with doubt about leveraging the effect of a space gate with such minimal force.

He didn’t have time to pay attention to external matters and began a replay.

With the support of the "server" in his Mind Space, Angel still hadn’t reached a definitive answer, but the server had calculated the two most probable possibilities.

The first possibility was a special space model combined with aggregation energy that aligned very well with space orientation, thus reducing consumption.

The second possibility was that certain arrangements had been made inside Crystal City, such as a large magical energy array or a large ceremony, which led to a transmutation of the consumption.

Angel didn’t know precisely which one it was. But he hoped it was the first one, because only the first one would offer him room to learn and improve.

After making his guesses, Angel’s consciousness slowly returned, just in time to hear Luigi engaging in a battle of wits with the air.

And this "air" referred to none other than the giant Mirror Dragon they encountered upon arrival, Kukurus.

It was also Baba Ragon’s childhood playmate.

"Kukurus is a Cave Dragon, and Cave Dragons are best known for their power of space... maybe the Cave Dragon knows the secret?" Angel mused to himself: "Perhaps, I could get Luigi to help ask?"

Angel himself wasn’t familiar with the Cave Dragon... and he could also see that neither the earlier Kukurus nor the Black-scaled Cave Dragon cared at all about him.

Their interest was solely on Luigi.

So, Angel could only rely on Luigi.

Thinking of this, Angel’s gaze drifted towards Laplace... directly asking Luigi was sure to get him a lecture. Though Angel had been engrossed in his own thoughts earlier, he had still paid a tiny bit of attention to the outside world and noticed Luigi casting pleading glances his way.

At the time, Angel was engrossed in his own thoughts, plus he trusted Laplace not to mess with Luigi, so he hadn’t responded.

But now, needing a favor, he felt it was awkward to ask directly, so he could only have Laplace act as a go-between.

Angel glanced at Laplace, and Laplace transmitted a message asking, "Anything you need?"

Angel gently nodded and shared his thoughts.

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