156. Chapter 156 – Conjecture

Chapter 156 – Conjecture
“You guys don’t know, at that time that b voice was really annoying!
“Fuck, thought I hadn’t done the Shadow Trial right, and what’s more, ‘Can’t defeat your strongest self, join and you’ll become stronger’, the whole thing is like a pyramid scheme.

“Isn’t it just a highfalutin, dude a TOP level wanderer, relying on skills that can be counted on one hand?

“The old man relies on his brain!

“It mua’s, it actually looks down on me and uses this piece of crap of mine against me? And it even said that it was the strongest!

“Well at least take the big number data to ah! Wow, I’m so angry!
“It’s insulting me!”

Mr. Sa: “Don’t worry don’t worry about my Xia, well at least happy to mention the ninth level of the dark blow isn’t it.”

Wei Temple Iris: “Indeed, you’re kind of giving the brothers an example, it’s risky to promote to level five, unlock all the skills first, the brothers have to thank you!”

General Sa: “That’s right!”

Mr. Xia: “Roll ah! You all roll ah! Fuck! The more I think about it, the angrier I get!”

…

Ten minutes have passed since the outburst just now.

Everything had returned to normal.

Except for Mr. Xia.

It was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

But Heine didn’t ask about the emotional abnormality when she communicated with her psionics.

When the brothers came out after a good night’s sleep, he immediately began to pour out his grievances.

It sounded like in just a few short minutes he had been tested by the will of a man who claimed to be the incarnation of the Shadow.

The other party had duplicated a Mr. Xia – this skeleton to be exact.

Then the two sides exchanged blows.

The result was obvious, the skeleton was unbeatable.

The reason why it lasted so long was because Mr. Xia expected his opponent to know new skills – such as the Shadow Cloak, Shadow Shuttle, Shadow Step stream, and the cool-sounding Dark Dance of Heavenly Day.

As it turned out, it was a broken skeleton frame that couldn’t do anything, and was killed in one hit after he disrupted his rhythm.

This further confirms one thing:
For the game AGE, it wasn’t a certain account that was strong, but the player who manipulated the account.

After this, the two resumed their connection.

As a reward for “passing the Shadow Trial”, Mr. Xia received “+1 to all Shadow Skills”.
That is, +1 to Shadow Strike.
Now he’s regretting it – if only he had it.

In short, he regretted winning or not winning.

But no matter how much he regretted, he couldn’t change the fact that he had already successfully advanced to level five.

In addition to tripping over his brothers, as the first skeleton to be promoted to level five, he had also unlocked some new traits.

The first was energy.

Nowadays, even if he didn’t go into the fish pond to catch up on his sleep, his body was spontaneously absorbing stray Shadow Energy.

He finally said goodbye to the dilemma of only going out but not coming in, and could “automatically recharge”.

Then there was the appearance.

His soulfire had evolved, and now had a dark purple core surrounded by burning silver flames.

Hmm ……

It just had the feeling of …… the JieDan stage?
On top of that, the progress of Heine’s psionic art was the focus.

When his skeletons were resting, there would be Yuan Spirits on their bodies that would automatically help them “recharge” and absorb all kinds of special energy.

Previously, even though he had a fourth level Yuan Spirit affinity, he was unable to establish a connection with these guys.

It was as if there was a layer of pathetic thick barrier between them.

But now, the auto-charged Mr. Xia was different.

The genjutsu on his body surface were very friendly, and they even greeted him warmly when Heine approached.

“Hello~Hello~Hello~”

After a brief exchange, Heine had already learned this psychic technique from them.

He named it “Shadow Channeling”.

Now he had a bold idea he planned to try.

At that moment, he sensed Arthur and Carl rushing into the study.

Heine hastened to lead the three out of the chamber.

“Are you all right?”

Arthur asked as soon as they met.

“Me? What happened?” He asked.

“The outside was just wrapped in unknown shadow energy, and it carries with it a strong will to exclude.”

Kal described what he had just seen outside the Lords’ House.

“…… Shadow energy wrapped in …… unknown voice?”

Heine’s heart fluttered.

“Do other races have this type of phenomenon when their Level 5 Professionals are promoted?” He asked.

Carl shook his head.

“Never heard of it.” Heine was thoughtful.

According to Sabelia’s speculation, the mountains of Makara were the “Pure Land”.

Could it be that the will of the so-called Shadow Incarnation could only descend to this place in this way?
This reminded him of the scene on the deck of the Fire Copper where Hua Wu descended from the sky.

He had stepped on humus impregnated with the power of withering under his feet in order to maintain contact with the surrounding withered creatures.

It was like a fish far from the ocean that needed to bring its own aquarium to survive.

His thoughts became clearer and clearer.

The mountains of Makara are like a desert to these wills, or to the chaotic “energies of will” …….

Conversely, if they are a desert, then isn’t this an oasis?

Heine’s eyes fell on Arthur.

The latter scratched his head, uncomfortable with the stare.

“What, what’s wrong?”

“Go back to bed and go out with me tomorrow.”

……

Early the next morning, Heine took Arthur to the barracks.

After bringing along Jaylen and “Big Legs” Egis White, the airship departed from the barracks and went straight to the underground laboratory where the Meta Spirit Printer was located.

Two months later, this place has been transformed into a Dwarf stronghold.

The elements in this place were unusually active, so the power of the totems had risen several notches from when they were in the Eagle Mountain.

He first set up interference totems that caused wild beasts to get lost near the mines.

Then he unclogged the official entrance to the mine and set up several reinforcement totems.

After this, the dwarves from Old Firebrand Street in Eaglewing made their home here.

Caving through mountains was an ancestral hobby, and they were satisfied with such a spacious and sturdy mine.

One couldn’t live in an airship for the rest of one’s life.

Moreover, this actually had the meaning of escaping.

Unlike the half-elves, the mountain folk were not monolithic converts to dwarven culture.

Even to the extent that they carried a faint dislike for these old Firebrand Street Dwarves who didn’t believe in the magical industry and were aliens in Eagle Wing City.

This was probably due to the fact that they had been engaged in trade as well as handicraft activities for a long time, and the mountain people all carried the shrewdness of an individual in them.

Coupled with the fall of Frey, the decline of the Eagle’s Bit Mountains became an established fact, and their filters shattered more rapidly and more thoroughly than the half-elves.

So this group of guys simply moved out of Granite Town, saving themselves from anger.

The upper level of the mine was where the dwarves lived, and going down needed to go through Tuba’s permission.

The old dwarf led the men here to greet Heine and his party.

As he shook the string of stone beads in his hand, the stone door blocking the downward steps slowly opened.

You don’t say, it really smells like the inside of a replica.

After walking down and seeing the huge container in front of him, Heine froze.

Wasn’t this an empty corridor?

“What are these?”

“It’s the goods Simon left here.” Tuba explained, “He and the ‘consultant’ had stockpiled some stuff to get out after the winter, and the consultant said that since it was empty anyway, they might as well use it for storage and save a rental fee.”

Heine tugged at the corner of his mouth.

This had to be Duo’s handiwork.

She’d been so busy tossing around the south with Simon lately that she was about to take off.

But the results had been quite impressive.

Rick Exley’s twenty thousand principal was worked up to forty thousand, and then maintained at that number by repeatedly jumping sideways, just not triggering the House of Truth’s cordon sanitaire.

It didn’t all seem to have failed to trigger it now, it was just that a portion of the assets had been turned into goods and deposited.

Suddenly, Heine saw a dwarf in the distance holding up a lamp shining a light on the chest.

Wisps of white light were being sucked out of the lamp by the crate, and it looked rather eerie.

“What is that doing?” He asked.

“It’s like this.” Tuba explained, “Those crates were moved out of the void capsule a few days ago and suffered varying degrees of corrosion, requiring specific equipment to remove the corrosion.”

“So… ……”

Heine stepped forward.

The dwarf hastily saluted him respectfully.

“You go about your business, I’ll just take a look around.”

His eyes fell on the lamp, and after half a day of looking at it he couldn’t see anything.

“Carl, does this lamp say anything?” He asked, turning back.

(End of chapter)