After Angel opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the symbolic mark floating not far away.
It quietly bloomed with a deep crimson glow. This light, dark as tainted blood, had always been associated with misfortune, malice, and eerie monstrosities in all manner of creations.
Yet the red light before him brought Angel not a trace of ill intent, but an overwhelming sense of security.
The red glow still shrouded him. The magic-pattern leather scroll had not been triggered, and there were no signs that the illusion had been damaged... Only then did Angel let out a relieved breath.
Angel normally entered the Dream Wilderness only in an absolutely safe environment, or when powerful protection stood by his side. Just like on the platform where Xixia had been earlier—Angel had dared to enter the Dream Wilderness without worry because Black Earl and Dox had been nearby.
This time, however, entering the Dream Wilderness had been a spur-of-the-moment decision. They were surrounded by the void, and there were clearly captive Demonic Beasts within it. So even though he had made preparations, Angel still could not fully set his mind at ease.
Fortunately, Xixia had not deceived him. As long as the mark remained beside him, he need not worry about danger.
Just as Xixia had said earlier at Pat Manor, the Demonic Beasts in the void would not attack creatures within the mark. To them, those on the ladder were their masters, while those who fell from the ladder were food their masters had tossed down.
That simple way of thinking among the Demonic Beasts had created the unique ecology of this alternate-dimensional space.
Angel put away his defensive items and withdrew the illusion. The gray-white mist ahead immediately became a dark void. At the same time, the red