Chapter 809: Ancient Path
Getting all the ingredients from the vault was fairly easy. There was an abundance of it, after all.
Even if there was a lack of a specific ingredient that Adam required for the concoction, there were several suitable substitutes available for it.
Adam didnât know whether the Joker was unaware of the true value of these ingredients or that the man thought he should be compensated for the injuries he received from the guardian of the spirit plane. Adam was still ecstatic to receive all the items.
Gazing at the Joker, who was helping him carve the runic formation on the ground, Adam couldnât help but wonder, Hmm, heâs probably very guilty about me getting injured by the eagle guardian.
âSir Joker,â he called out.
âWhat is it?â the man asked absentmindedly as he carved the runes on the ground based on the information Adam had inscribed on the parchment in his hand.
âHow come youâre so nice to me all of a sudden?â the youth asked with a smrik.
The Joker paused what he was doing and turned to Adam with an annoyed face. âWould you rather I send you to the tiger guardian? She seemed rather eager to eat you.â
Adamâs smirk froze, and he couldnât help but purse his lips. âI was just kiddingâŠâ
âHmph!â The Joker focused his attention on the runes, grumbling under his breath. âMaking me do all the labor work. Oh, how far I have fallen!â
Adam couldnât help but roll his eyes, thinking to himself, And he tells me not to be dramatic.
With great difficulty, he sat cross-legged on the ground beside the Joker. Even the tiniest of movements sent pangs of pain radiating throughout his body.
Thus, the reason he requested the man to help him carve the runic formation.
He conjured a large gourd of wine and two flat cups from his earrings. As he uncorked the tightly sealed gourd, the aroma of freshly brewed wine wafted in the air and drifted towards the Joker.
The man couldnât help but stop what he was doing and turn towards the wine. âA new recipe?â he asked curiously.
When Adam had come to the secret plane the last time, he had left behind a gourd of wine for the Joker as a parting gift. Needless to say, the man very much liked the liquor.
The youth revealed a faint smile as he handed the man the glass. âPeach wine,â he said. âMild and refreshing.â
The Joker took a sip from the cup, and his eye lit up. âVery nice!â
He would give where credit was due. Moreover, Adam was an expert Herbalist and could brew the finest wines on this planet.
Not to mention, he had countless recipes of wines that were renowned in the Greater Universe. So every wine he brewed was in a class of its ownâby Tronâs standards, of course.
The Joker set down the flat cup outside the runic formation and resumed carving the runes, copying them from the parchment.
âWhere did you learn rune magic?â he asked curiously.
From what he could surmise from the parchment, he could tell that Adamâs knowledge of rune magic was surprisingly deep.
After all, Magi would spend decades, if not centuries, to even get to the basics of rune magic. Yet, the youth had already done that before the age of thirty-five.
No matter how the Joker saw it, Adam was an anomaly amongst anomalies!
The youth shrugged, âOh, you know, here and there.â
He took a sip from the cup and continued, âIâm part of a secret order that is probably one of the oldest, if not the oldest, organizations on this planet. They have a vast trove of arcane knowledge. So I complete a few missions for them, and they reward me with knowledge.â
The Joker nodded ever so slightly, not at all surprisedâor bothered, for that matterâby the fact that Adam was part of a secret organization.
âLike I mentioned before,â the Joker began, his tone unusually solemn. âA deep understanding of rune magic and ritual magic is necessary if you wish to leave this planet.â
Adam involuntarily straightened his back. His heartbeat quickened, and he couldnât help but loudly gulp.
Finally! The moment is finally here! He thought excitedly.
âHow so?â He tried to appear calm, but his shaky voice betrayed him.
Without even looking up, the Joker answered, âOn the smaller moon, Luna, lies a portal.â
He paused what he was doing and then finally turned towards the youth, who had an incredulous expression on his face. âThat is the gateway to the Greater Universe.â
Adamâs heart was surging with tumultuous waves. A portal⊠on the moon?!
No, wait, it all makes sense now!
I can see why the founder of the Brotherhood would write in his journals, expressing his sadness every time he watched the twin moons.
They reminded him of Myrrandor.
Luna had a portal that led to his home! To the Greater Universe!
But despite there being a portal⊠he was never able to use it.
Adamâs eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly. He knew why the Brotherhoodâs founder was unable to use it.
âThe planetary alignment,â he muttered with a grave expression. âWhy is it so important if one wishes to travel to the Greater Universe?â
The Joker deeply looked at the youth for a few moments before answering, âI shall tell you the way to leave Tron. I shall reveal how my Master traveled to the depths of the Universe in the past.â
Adamâs heartbeat quickened even further, and he couldnât help but subconsciously clench his fists. He would finally be able to get the answers after all this time.
âThe universe is vast, teeming with countless magical civilizations,â the Joker began, his voice low and foreboding.
âBut Tron⊠Tron lies abandoned on the outermost fringes. It is too far away from the Greater Universe. Only when all the planets in our solar system fall into perfect alignment can the ancient path open and the way beyond be reached.â
He paused for a moment, allowing the weight of his words to settle within Adam, who already seemed to be shocked beyond his wildest imagination.
âWhen all the planets align, the mana converges. It is drawn together to fuel the large-scale teleportation that will allow one to travel to the Greater Universe.
âWithout this fuel, the portal will remain dormantâŠ
âAnd without the planetary alignment, you can never leave Tron!â
Dun Dun DunnnâŠ
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