Chapter 236:
Chapter 235 – A New Legend
Heine came into the chamber and looked around at the former lords on the wall.
Unfortunately, these buddies hanging on the wall couldn’t offer him any help.
He simply stuck Quirkus’s seedling on the carpet above the spell.
Just as he was thinking about how to “plant a tree”, the white seedling suddenly disappeared.
It turned into a stream of light and burrowed under the carpet.
Heine hastily lifted up the carpet.
Underneath was the “holographic magic map” that George had shown him.
The three-dimensional magic phantom formed a “miniature landscape” of the entire territory of Makara, protected by a glass shell.
Heine had seen something similar in the halls of the Lion King Trading House in the Silver Bazaar.
The Tower of Cornu rushed to meet him.
“Can you see the tree?” Dylan asked.
The dwarven totemist walked excitedly out of the room, looking at the silver shards of light flowing through the air and muttering:
“The voice of the earth …… has returned …….”
Tuba, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.
The western stronghold of the Blighted Trace.
“What’s going on?”
…
At this moment, on the map, right at the location of the lord’s mansion, a silver-colored oak tree was slowly growing.
Until a second ago, he thought it was a “magic item” that George’s grandparents had gone through a lot of trouble to get.
The huge silver canopy appeared in the distant sky like a mirage.
Catch the Goat asked.
“Can’t you feel it? The silent earth is singing joyfully, even the wind carries joy ……”
Moreover, without him having to actively perceive it, he could already hear countless Yuan Spirits thanking him.
The two were uncharacteristically silent.
Gao Wen suddenly called a halt to the cut and frowned into the air.
He was not feeling it at all.
Todd immediately rushed over and tried to drag him away, making amends to Gawain as he went.
Inside the floating city, Dylan and Linumu, who were arguing over an academic issue, froze in unison, then ran to the terrace and looked in the direction of the lord’s mansion.
Cluelessness was written all over Tower’s dark face.
Gawain: “I don’t know, but it seems like something is converging on me ……”
……
“Hold your horses.”
“Thank you~ Thank you~ Thank you~”
At the same moment, Gitil Manor.
Its glowing webbed roots dug into the ground and soon covered the entire town of Ebony, then continued to extend towards the four corners.
“What did you say?”
By this time, the glass cover above the magic map had disappeared.
“According to that guy’s nomenclature, it’s meta material, dead meta spirits.” Dylan continued, “Technically, it’s the remains left behind by a normal dead meta-spirit.”
Under Heine’s stunned gaze, four bright roots connected the four spells located in the corners.
A night elf soldier suddenly rushed up carrying a broom, and if not for his lack of hostility, Gawain would have almost crashed the girl with a holy light blast.
The wood elf nodded hesitantly.
The oak tree in the picture had also disappeared, leaving only the complicated root system that covered the entire Ebony Town.
The chamber, on the other hand, was filled with silver shattered light, which could be seen without opening the pupils of the dead.
But now, he realized that he was very wrong.
“And these …… in the air What is this?”
“Bugs! It’s bugs!”
What singing? What joy?
…
Catching sheep called to him.
Granite Town.
In the eyes of the two men, there were countless other silver shards of light floating towards the Lords’ mansion.
The elf who rushed over waved his broom as if to stop the bugs in his eyes from flying towards Gawain.
He remembered where the elf named Gam came from.
The last time those three goods had slipped up to go on a copy, this was the guy they had rescued.
Unlike the other elves who had been mined to death by Brother Octopus, this guy was so gifted that he had resisted Soul Extraction.
Now it seemed that his talent wasn’t just in resistance.
“What did you see?”
Catch the Goat asked.
“Worms, my lord.”
Gam froze and answered.
“Many, many silver bugs are attacking this paladin!”
Catching Goat couldn’t read Elvish, so he looked to Todd.
Todd looked at Gawain, who was frowning, and translated quickly, then added:
“Don’t listen to his nonsense, my lord, he often says that he can see worms, and something about black dust floating in the Blight Trail, and that there are silver flying insects here even though the air is clean. The fellow’s brain is stupid, and though he can read, he can’t speak the common tongue to this day.” Black dust, silver flying insects ……
The more Catch the Sheep heard, the more alarmed he became.
How this description sounded more and more like what Heine usually mentioned.
Is it hard to believe that this dude is a genius?
……
Secret Room.
Heine sinks his senses into the fish pond.
This time, the metahumans cheered and flocked to him, nearly drowning him in thanks.
Heine got rid of them rather lamely and finally arrived at the completely transformed fishpond.
It probably shouldn’t be called a fishpond now.
This white world was no longer empty.
It has undulating terrain, a white ground and a clearer sky.
And there was a single oak tree that stood silently in the wilderness.
It was like what he had seen in the Underworld.
The silvery broken light seemed like countless fireflies, converging on the tree from all directions, and then under its root system an additional small river flowed in four different directions.
As for the bubble that was originally suspended in the air, it was like a fruit that had been born from the tree.
At this moment, that feeling as if the Creator had reappeared.
Once again, Heine felt omniscient and omnipotent, quietly overlooking the brand new world.
It was as easy for him to cut and knead as he wanted.
As long as he had enough power, he could turn it into any shape.
Previously, this feeling only existed on a certain independent spell formation.
Now with the spell formation being connected, it was surprisingly strengthened.
Heine’s intention extended infinitely, instantly connecting to the other four spell formations.
Those were four huge silver-colored orbs suspended in the air.
They were exactly the same as the “hubs” he had seen at the two magical communication stations in the Blighted Trail.
It was clear to him now that this was an “initialized” meta-spirit spell formation.
The original communication, summoning, meta-spirit printing and gladiatorial arena had all returned to their initial “material” forms.
–The feeling of dismantling and returning all the consumables with a single click.
But don’t worry, you can’t rebuild.
When Heine had previously mastered the usage of each of the four spells, it was the same as learning its solidified psionics.
It was only due to his personal strength that he was never able to use them independently from the spells – he could only build bridges with his bare hands, nothing else.
Now, although he was similarly unable to use them, in this current state, reproducing the spell formations was not a difficult task.
Heine looked to the occupants of the gladiatorial arena.
The gladiatorial arena was gone, and the Cui Ye Ting modeling that he had left behind in the beginning and the house that Daxiong had painstakingly built had also disappeared.
They looked around in bewilderment at the unfamiliar scenery.
Only Lloyd had a very wonderful face.
He had been to the Underworld after all.
The scene in front of him …… is very familiar …… but it is not easy to say.
“Am I able to reprogram the spell formation ……”
As Heine thought so, those ubiquitous Yuan Spirits had begun to carry out his will.
As a guy who couldn’t build a house and never lived in anything but matchboxes when playing minecraft, he decisively replicated the lord’s mansion one by one.
Soon, the familiar building rose from the ground.
Then, the roads and trees extended outward, outlining a huge “gladiatorial phalanx” on the ground.
Heine retained only the basic structure – the part that allowed the souls to appear.
This ensured that the souls could appear anywhere, not just in the original gladiatorial formation.
The meta-spirits began to work at their leisure, and the spell slowly spread outward with the lord’s mansion at its center.
Heine deliberately controlled the speed as he was feeling the consumption of his spiritual energy.
But soon, he realized that there was no consumption at all!
Was this right?
This was definitely not right!
Heine immediately called a halt to the construction.
“Are you guys tired?” He asked the genin.
“Not tired~ Not tired~ Not tired~”
“Are you guys hungry?”
“Not hungry~ not hungry~ not hungry~”
Oddities ……
Neither tired nor hungry, are Yuan Spirits really born as “perpetually moving creation particles”?
Heine suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
“Have you guys …… eaten?”
“Eaten~Eaten~Eaten~”
KAM!
Heine immediately detached herself from the place and ran towards the Lord’s House’s warehouse.
(End of chapter)