Still no answer.

"Reyline?" Angele suddenly stopped. He heard someone breathing from the other side. It was weak, and the noise sounded a bit strange.

"Reyline…" Angele’s expression turned serious. "Are you still alive?"

Angele wondered if the person on the other side was the Reyline he knew.

"Make some noise if you’re still alive. Any noise! Come on!" He was getting nervous.

*PA*

He heard something move on the other side and it sounded like an object dropped to the ground.

Angele narrowed his eyes. He raised his head and looked at the other two wizards.

Stigma and Morrisa looked confused. It seemed like they were still trying to contact Reyline.

"Nothing here."

"Same."

The two looked at Angele and shook their heads.

"F*ck it! I want to save them. Let’s head back to the town," Angele spoke in a deep tone. He held the cursed scimitar tight in his hand and walked into White Mist Town.

"d.a.m.n, for real? I don’t want to go back." Stigma shook his head.

"I want to leave this place too, but I think they’re still alive." Angele slashed the scimitar forward several times. Although none of them listened to his advice, they still survived five challenges together. And in the worst case, he was certain that he could survive the attack from the ghost.

He had never won a fight against a ghost, as he only attempted to escape most of the time. However, he decided to go back and fight this time. Angele wanted to overcome his fear of the curse. This was his chance.

Morrisa hesitated. "I’ll stay in the shelter and wait for you…Sorry."

Stigma applied some healing dust to his wounds and followed after Angele.

Angele did not wait for Morrisa. He increased his speed and arrived at the arched stone gate of White Mist Town within minutes.

He stood by the gate and waited patiently. Stigma took a deep breath and held his black dagger tight in hand.

The lightning looked like fire in the sky. They brightened up the whole town for several times.

Angele nodded slightly and started walking around the town.

He observed the rusty iron fences carefully. Stigma was checking the surroundings constantly.

They reached the other side of the town after several minutes.

Angele found a well-organized graveyard with white tombstones lined up in front of them.

It was a relatively large graveyard. Angele counted more than 300 hundred tombstones. They just sat there quietly.

He could smell death in the air.

Angele activated the communication rune again. The blue glow around the rune illuminated on his face.

He entered the graveyard and started checking the tombstones. It seemed like he was searching for something.

Suddenly, he stopped by a tall white tombstone.

*Splash*

Another lightning struck the land. The light illuminated on the epitaph and picture of the tombstone.

‘Arisma Justin – The legendary female wizard of destiny.’

The words were written in a clean and elegant style. They were painted in silver.

Arisma must be the female wizard lying in this grave.

Angele looked down. He used the light from the communication rune to brighten up the picture.

It was a portrait painted by a skilled artist.

It was a pretty lady wearing a white wizard hat. Her eyes were green, and her skin was fair white. The lady had a gentle smile on her face and it looked like she was staring at the ones who came to pay respects to her.

Angele narrowed his eyes. The woman in the picture was making him uncomfortable, and he had a feeling that she was still alive. He observed the picture from different angles, but her sight just would not move away from him.

"Stigma!" he shouted.

*PA*

Angele heard something hit the ground from behind.

He moved to the left, then he turned around and saw Stigma fainted on the ground.

Angele walked to Stigma and took out the black box from his pouch. He asked Zero to scan the area and he made up his mind after reading the report.

"I apologize for disturbing your sweet dream, master wizard," Angele muttered as he stared at the tombstone of Arisma.

He walked to the tombstone with the scimitar in hand.

*KA*

He started digging without any hesitation.

About five minutes later, Angele dug a large hole in the ground.

There was no coffin, no cinerary casket. What lay there were two human beings.

It was a female wizard and male wizard in white robes. Angele recognized them right away.

"Hikari and Reyline!" Angele’s expression changed. He followed the direction given by Zero after scanning for mentality waves, but he did not expect to find them here.

He raised his left hand.

Two silver strings emerged out of the tip of his index finger and tied the two wizards up. Angele lifted them up and created another silver string to support the fainted Stigma.

Angele wasted no time and started carrying them back. He asked the chip to scan his surroundings constantly as the situation was bad.

Strangely, nothing happened on his way back. Thus, he felt relieved.

Angele returned to the wooden shelter and saw Morrisa hiding behind an energy s.h.i.+eld in the corner.