Deciphering the Green Patterns

When his right hand touched the sphere of light, something that astonished Angel happened.

All the green patterns floating over his right hand suddenly came alive. Like tender shoots growing, stretching out their verdant branches and leaves; like musical notes, composing an unknown song at some wondrous frequency.

At first, only the green patterns pulsed, and countless traces of Nightmare Realm aura surged from the green lines and merged into the sphere of light.

Angel was still puzzled when he suddenly discovered that, under the influence of that Nightmare Realm aura, the sphere of light seemed to have been tamed. It obediently stopped moving. Moreover, the fading of the surrounding Dream Wilderness also ceased, becoming solid again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was as though everything had returned to how it had been before the connection was severed.

That was only the initial change. Before Angel could figure out what had happened, the green patterns began replicating themselves one after another. The newly formed patterns broke free of his right hand's control, transforming into green thorns that coiled around and wrapped up the sphere of light.

Very quickly, the green patterns had wrapped the sphere of light tightly.

Everything had happened right before Angel's eyes. He was still dumbfounded, yet things had already developed into this state.

After the green patterns wrapped around the sphere of light, they stopped moving and returned to their inert state. The sphere of light also remained obediently bound by the green patterns, showing no intention of fleeing.

Angel tried to control those green patterns, and to his surprise, he actually succeeded.

Bound by the green patterns, the sphere of light was dragged onto Angel's palm.

His expression was somewhat subtle. When he touched the green patterns and the sphere of