Chapter 781 – Visiting Illusory Colors Again
Chapter 781 – Visiting Illusionary Colors Again
What kind of fuel is the best fuel?
Efficient? Clean? Or renewable?
Saul saw for the first time today the people who use wizards for fuel.
“City Lord Ophelia, although you are a fourth-ranked sorcerer, but aren’t you afraid of suffering a backlash by refining fuel with the corpses of full-fledged sorcerers?”
Saul’s tone was fairly calm and not filled with righteous indignation.
“You’ve misunderstood Sorcerer Saul. These people were not killed by me. They died in various accidents, and I merely performed a processing and waste utilization.”
Ophelia’s voice still came from overhead, and she still didn’t show her face.
Saul thought of the scene he saw when he first came to Sky City.
“The bodies I saw disappearing on the road were transferred here by the Tweed Flowers? What is this place?”
“What does a group of people who don’t deserve to be resurrected care about their corpses?”
Sol was silent for a moment.
The fact that corpses would disappear had become a default rule in Sky City.
But those people were afraid that they wouldn’t be able to imagine what their corpses would end up looking like.
“If you have no more questions, let’s start the third connection experiment now.”
Saul shrugged, “Then I’ll trouble the City Initiative to use the core.”
He vaguely guessed what this place was.
This huge fuel furnace was, I’m afraid, the lower part of the entire Sky City wrapped in clouds.
Ophelia said that this was the core of the Mechanical Heart, but it should be more than that.
The energy escaping from the outside of the entire Fuel Furnace was extremely powerful, and I’m afraid that this was the power source that allowed the entire Sky City to fly in the air.
The other party had gone out of their way to bring Saul to the core of Sky City in order to raise the success rate of the connection experiment, which was also considered very sincere.
Following the steps of the previous experiment, Saul began to set up the sorcery spell formation.
But this time, the third core of the spell formation was to be placed on the fuel furnace. Saul didn’t know enough about the fuel furnace, so naturally he couldn’t connect it to the spell formation very well.
However, after two experiments, Ophelia had already fully grasped this spell formation laid out by Saul, so it was up to her to provide an equal amount of the fuel furnace to connect to Saul’s spell formation.
It was just that when the connection was made, Ophelia remained absent.
Or rather her head didn’t appear, what appeared was a pair of white and slender, but stretched a hundred times longer arms.
There were no eyes on the arms, but they perfectly connected the spell formation to the fuel furnace.
“I’m ready on my side.”
When the spell formation was complete, the arm came right off and was blown into the fuel furnace by an invisible wind, and was immediately ignited as easily as silken paper before turning into ashes.
Today s Ophelia has a …… sense of isolation as if she doesn t want to have the slightest connection with Saul.
Saul took it all in and said nothing, just stating that he was ready.
Only when the white villain containing the souls of Pei’er and Nerilla also fell from the top of her head and landed squarely in the corresponding position of the sorcery spell formation did Saul remind, “Your Excellency, the spell formation still needs you to assist Pei’er in channeling her spiritual energy, are you still not going to show up?”
Ophelia’s voice was tinged with laughter, “After the previous two connection attempts, I think that the Illusory World is too dangerous and do not want to directly establish a connection with that side.”
“You old hag ……”
“Pei’er!”
Calming Pei’er who was about to curse, Sol waited for Ophelia’s next words.
He knew that although the other party had withdrawn halfway through, she had purposely brought Saul here, so she definitely wouldn’t watch the experiment fail.
Sure enough, Ophelia went on to say, “I’ve already separated my spiritual power and placed it on the mannequin, when you activate the spell, it will complete the channeling instead of me.”
“Then Your Excellency Ophelia intends to spectate the entire time?”
“I’ll pull you guys along when you’re in danger.” Ophelia smiled daintily.
“Then thanks a lot, we’ll start now.” “Sol! You just agreed to let her quit halfway?” Pelle was obviously still angry at Ophelia’s temporary change of heart.
Saul waved his hand, and the flailing mannequins immediately quieted down.
Watching Nerilla take control of Pei’er, Saul did not hesitate any longer and immediately opened the spell.
The flames in the fuel furnace beside him fiercely drilled out, and the tongues of fire licked the spell formation on the ground, but did not cause a single bit of damage.
Instead, the flames touched the spell formation and activated the magic crystals on it.
The entire spell formation was lit up little by little, and finally converged on Pei’er’s location.
Saul slowly closed his eyes and let the world go black.
He skillfully touched Pelle’s destiny line beside him and tugged it, exploring in an unknown direction, searching for another spiritual power that was completely in tune.
Maybe it was Ophelia’s temporary change of heart, or maybe it was the powerful after-help of the fuel furnace, Saul had a feeling in the dark that this time, he would be able to find Pelle of the Phantasmagoria World.
The Destiny Line had been traveling in the lonely darkness for an unknown period of time, and only Pelle’s steady fluctuation of spiritual power accompanied Saul’s consciousness, so that he did not lose his sense of time in the darkness.
Finally, Saul suddenly felt a familiar fluctuation, transmitted from some unknown direction, connecting to his fate line and forming the same frequency fluctuation as Pelle’s spiritual power.
“It’s Pei’er! It’s Pei’er of the Illusory World!”
Sol’s spirit lifted and he once again stretched his fate line.
It was as if the other party’s spiritual power had turned into a lighthouse in the middle of the ocean, guiding Saul’s direction.
Finally, Saul felt a thin, translucent line appear in front of him, so striking in the boundless darkness.
The two constantly fluctuating curves endeavored to get closer to each other, turning a space large enough to hold several worlds into a reachable distance.
In the next moment, Saul only heard a “buzz” in his brain, as if he had crossed the barrier of time and space and arrived at the end of the world.
He “opened his eyes” and began to receive information about the new world.
This place was filled with ever-changing colors, and even with Saul’s current knowledge, he could not tell how many colors there were.
This was the world of phantom colors where intelligent bodies of rank 1 to rank 6 existed at the same time!
“Pelle?”
Sol tried to call out to Pei’er.
After all, the other party’s spiritual power had guided him over, so perhaps Pei’er had awakened at this time.
However what responded to Saul was another familiar voice.
“You came over again.”
The twisted threads of the colorful world didn’t seem surprised to see Saul again.
Sol immediately conveyed his message respectfully.
“Hello, is Pelle awake?”
“The time it takes for her to awaken is not something you can comprehend right now. If you want to communicate with her as soon as possible, you can return here. That way, you can meet the independent Pelle before the next consciousness is born.”
It was a little difficult to understand what the Illusory World Consciousness said.
“I’m sorry, I don’t plan on returning at the moment.”
“Then you shouldn’t come over so often. Every time you deepen your connection, you let your coordinates slip involuntarily towards us.”
Saul’s mind tightened, and the threads he had conjured contracted into a small ball.
It was as if he wanted to protect himself with such a closed gesture.
But soon, the ball of threads slowly dispersed into a scattered state again.
“Perhaps one day, I will return, but I hope that by that time I will have enough knowledge reserves to face this world of illusions.”
(End of chapter)