Every day, Xiao Ba travels between the Void Mothership and the carcass refinery synthesis altar.
Green, having left the Sorcerer World Cluster, temporarily avoids the tense atmosphere brewing within the Wizarding Alliance, conducting a final sprint of experints before the civilization battle. He hopes to gain greater strength to control his destiny in the war, rather than becoming re cannon fodder easily crushed by those powerful World Masters or even Dominators.
After several busy months of experints, a slightly frustrated and bored Green leaves the Void Mothership and subrges into the Boiling Sea.
"Any changes?"
Green asks Xiao Ba and Leafy, who are guarding outside the altar.
"Hehe, see for yourself!"
Xiao Ba seems to be in a particularly good mood.
Beneath the Green Truth Mask, Green’s Three-Colored Light Eyes gaze towards the altar, where a massive egg over 200 ters tall is burning with black flas. The foundation structure of dots and lines on the sturdy eggshell seems woven by countless delicate hexagonal crystals.
The so-called black fla is just an appearance.
The lava flas on the eggshell maintain the basic high-temperature combustion rule, with varying strengths jumping between 2400~6600 degrees, causing the surrounding elental vortexes to swirl in chaos, constantly offsetting each other with the Boiling Sea. The Fire Elent, however, seems inexhaustible.
At this mont, what Green can perceive through these appearances, however, is the interior of the eggshell.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle...
Firstly, he senses an exuberant, vibrant life form, with a powerful heartbeat seemingly resonating right beside his ears, evoking a sense of familiarity.
This is the sacrificial connection of the little finger’s bloodline.
Inside the eggshell, the Fire Elent surpasses the surface strength by more than tenfold!
With this setup, through the surface fla, the crystalline mysterious eggshell, and the internal high-purity fla as three layers of isolation, even with the Green Truth Mask, all Green can faintly perceive is a Crystal Core capable of invoking the Mysterious Force of the Source of Darkness, and nothing more.
He remains completely ignorant of this entirely new biological form.
However, considering the size of this massive egg, whatever hatches in the future will undoubtedly grow into an extraordinarily large existence, inheriting so traits of the Eight Eon Giant Serpent.
"Not bad, it seems the hatching is within a few years."
Green reaches out his right hand, dabs so fla from the eggshell surface, perfectly lding it, and observes curiously for a while before casually extinguishing it.
"Hehe, Little Wan, co out quickly, I miss you so..."
With a wry smile, Green, having relaxed his mind, leaves the Boiling Sea and is about to fly back to the Void Mothership when suddenly a faint, strange will penetrates the surface of the Parasitic Spore World, akin to a neon glow, captured by the Eye of the World of the Green Truth Mask.
Once again, a new peculiar ability of the Eye of the World is developed.
"A powerful presence from a Foreign Domain, following the ancient silver lamp summoning technique, please accept my silver lamp summons and complete a mystical ritual."
Startled, Green detects a short, mixed signal of soul information combined with so unknown mysterious power, forming a weak temporal vortex.
"Uh, a communication request from a Different World?"
Green stands before the Void Mothership, gazing at the faint temporal vortex above, smirking.
"It’s really too weak."
Just as he’s about to reject this Different World communication request and casually erase the temporal vortex, a hint of Mithril aura subtly erging from the vortex catches his attention, halting his actions.
"It seems to be a world rich in Mithril, fine, let’s have a look."
With this in mind, a strand of soul will possessed by the Annihilation Force twists light from all directions, flying into the temporal vortex. Since the vortex is extrely small, Green’s body is forced to expend a large amount of Magic Power to maintain and enlarge the temporal vortex, allowing his will to descend into this unknown world.
Huff, huff, huff...
The narrow altar cannot accommodate Green’s strand of soul will, continuously shattering it. Faintly, one hears heavy breathing. Green’s soul will sees a green-skinned dwarf with four arms, only 27 in vitality, crouching humbly under his oppressive presence, eyes filled with disbelief and fear mixed with joy.
So...
So powerful!
Even the strongest creature it had ever communicated with was not even a tenth as powerful as this terrifying will twisting light from all directions!
"Lowly existence, consider yourself lucky to communicate with the great Oblivion Sorcerer. Speak, what do you desire?"
Curiously, Green observes the 100-ter-wide altar below, surrounded by silver flas burning on auxiliary altars. This world’s creatures seem to possess the ability to use Mithril to evoke so mysterious power, a small discovery.
The four-ard green-skinned dwarf grovels on the ground and, with a pained expression, looks at the altar that is constantly shattering. With resolve, it exclaims, "Great Oblivion Sorcerer, I request you to descend into this world and help kill a powerful silver lamp summoner."
As it speaks, the four-ard green-skinned dwarf takes out a jar, pouring blood from it, forming another dwarf figure made of silver flas.
This dwarf’s eyes widen, filled with unable-to-be-satisfied desire.
"Descend? Hmph, your summoning technique doesn’t even have a tenth of the energy required for to descend."
Green dismisses the comnt with disinterest, with a wave of his hand, dismisses the silver fla form created by the unknown ability, and after acquiring the blood containing the target’s information, he assesses it closely.
"Only a Second-Order Creature?"
Finding it sowhat uninteresting, Green deliberately states in a low voice, "I agree to your request. The condition is one ton of Mithril and your thod for evoking Mithril fla—this is my token."
Green tosses a Crystal Ball, which rolls next to the four-ard green-skinned dwarf by the altar. Upon hearing the conditions, without any hesitation, it responds joyously, "No problem!"
Oh!?
This slightly surprises Green.
He initially thought it would take this little guy decades or centuries to et his conditions; a ton of Mithril is no small amount, especially for such a weak creature. Unexpectedly, this world seems to have a Mithril reserve much greater than he had imagined.
Snorting, Green adds, "Also, rember to expand the altar’s scale three tis for the next summoning."
After speaking, Green’s strand of Annihilation will dissipates, and with a "bang," the altar beneath him shatters into pieces, frightening the humanoid creature into summoning a wisp of Mithril fla.
"Excellent, excellent! Haluzak, see whose eyes are bigger now!"
The silver lamp summoner roars, raising the Crystal Ball left by Green with its four arms, filled with indescribable excitent.
...
Parasitic Spore World.
A re Second-Order Creature is not worth Green’s inter-world intervention. Almost the instant the summoning communication ends, Green’s heart moves, and Xiao Ba appears on his shoulder.
"What?"
Green spreads a hand, revealing so green blood in the space cage.
"Store this life information, and help perform a cross-world Curse Technique later; it’s for a Second-Order Creature."
"Oh."
A trifling episode that neither Green nor Xiao Ba pays much attention to.
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PS: A thousand Chapters, not exactly a short study. It’s been a tough journey to get here, full of sighs. (To be continued. If you like this work, welco to qidian to give recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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