Wilbur was suddenly reminded of his master's words. That unknown dimensional guardian, too, came from a lower dimension. Wilbur suddenly swelled up with confidence, filling him with energy. Wilbur got up from the ground, looking around him carefully. Upon taking a good look, he realized that this formation was far more complicated than he thought it to be. In other words, this was a formation with several layers. The outermost layer was its source of energy, but there were many other structures within as well. In fact, there could be well over a dozen layers stacked within this formation. That was fine, though. As long as Wilbur found a source, he would be able to turn things around for sure. Wilbur took a deep breath. His gaze landed on the innermost layer of the formation, and it was not long before he had located the source of the formation's energy. Right after that, Wilbur raised the thunder cleaver and cut the line of energy off. One of the layers of the formation turn

Wilbur ended the call, letting out a long breath. In his search for the fourth dragon cauldron fragment, Wilbur had encountered the Night Demons, the Satan Robot, and the formation at Rindo Mine. All of Wilbur's experiences here in Kosanto seemed to be far more severe than what he had encountered elsewhere, as well as being far more complicated. The formation at Rindo Mine even turned out to be a dimensional one. Thankfully, everything was over now. All Wilbur wanted to do right then was to get back to Diseya and figure out the difference between the two formations in Bangsai so he could locate the source of the golden formation's energy and cut it off. The golden formation would be drained with no energy source, and Wilbur would get the fourth dragon cauldron fragment. The pale blue formation could stay in Bangsai and continue providing the people there with a steady supply of water. It was dawn by the time Wilbur returned to Diseya, and the sun was well on its way into the sk

Skermann was located by the Gulf Coast that was riddled with war all the time, and the dozen or so countries surrounding it had been going at it for decades now. Thus, the wealthier citizens and businessmen would usually put their trading resources in Skermann. That basically made Skermann the central hub for all its neighboring countries' resources, which explained why it was far more developed than other nations in comparison. Skermann being a part of the Gulf Coast should have made it one of the warring countries, but that was not the case. The neighboring countries needed somewhere to store their resources, and the people of Skermann were also avid advocates for peace and heavily disliked engaging in war. Thus, Skermann had somehow become an important neutral nation on the Gulf Coast. The conflict between the surrounding countries was usually over profit and gain, and the endless wars that happened on the Gulf Coast only further proved this point. Wilbur was far from interested

Wilbur, being out of ideas, was drawn to the mirage at once. Upon taking a closer look, the page said that mirages were common occurrences in Wendis. In fact, there were records of it appearing eighty-nine times in a single year. Practically anyone living in Wendis would have seen a mirage before. It was not really a big deal as mirages were usually formed by a reflection of sun rays. Wilbur flipped to a page recollecting a rather special mirage. It was said that thirty years ago, there had been a mirage on the waters along Wendis reflecting the town itself. However, no one knew why the mirage had even appeared. There were two sketches on the page. One was of the map of the town, and the other was of the suspended mirage of Wendis. Wilbur's gaze landed on the mirage of Wendis and was immediately stunned by what he saw. All the roads in the mirage of Wendis seen in the sketch were facing the ocean. "I found it!" Wilbur cried out excitedly, causing the people around him to whip

Ten minutes later, Wilbur arrived at the foot of a shabby, worn apartment building. "Block thirty-five… this is it." The neighborhood was named Ediran, and it looked to be at least thirty years old. All the buildings here were six floors tall at most, and it looked to be the poorest place in all of Wendis. Wilbur could hardly believe that Judith and her grandmother lived in a place like this. With the special talent they both had, they were more than capable of digging up the most unthinkable treasures from underwater. The money from that could more than get Judith and her grandmother a unit in the most luxurious apartment in Wendis, or even a house of their own. Wilbur walked up to unit 502 and knocked on the door. "Coming!" Judith's voice rang from inside. The door was opened not long after, and Judith appeared in front of Wilbur looking delighted to see him. "Mister Penn! Come in, come in." "Thank you. Here's a little something I picked up." Wilbur handed the fruits