311: Chapter 293: Sublimator, Who Even Uses Doors Anymore!
(3/3) 311: Chapter 293: Sublimator, Who Even Uses Doors Anymore!
(3/3) “Still not dead, huh?
The Eclipsing Light Refining Dragon’s vitality is really sothing else…
Hmm, seems the monster below is quite strong, completely black and red.
Definitely going to die, eh?”
When Ian got up, his steps were a bit wobbly.
After all, he was only at the First Energy Level, and his rib plating was definitely cracked a lot, even caved inward.
But it wasn’t a big problem, as he was adjusting the Origin Quality to slowly bring his muscles back to their original shape.
The inside of the Worm Nest resembled a hive made of crystals and tal, very sturdy, but there were no larvae, only various strange chanical structures—Ian scanned with a Silver Chip and found that they were actually parts of repair equipnt and water purification devices, still operating even now.
There were two types of crystals inside the Worm Nest, one silver-blue and the other luminescent green, both releasing intense radiation.
Ian stared directly at one of the crystal surfaces, which reflected the bloodied face of the young man.
“Hmm…
Urgh!”
In that instant, Ian retched, feeling a strong dizziness and nausea.
If not for the Heavy Abyss Iron Sword in his hand serving as a makeshift cane, he probably would have staggered and fallen.
Besides, he felt an acute dryness in his mouth and throat, a thirst from within his own body that made him very eager to drink water, the fluorescence flickering annoyingly.
“Radiation?
Is it really that strong?”
Ian felt that sothing wasn’t quite right.
Although he had now settled the matter with Patrick, he wasn’t really so sort of boss.
The real target was still the ‘will’ within the Worm Nest.
With his condition being so poor and already showing clear discomfort from the intense radiation, what would he do if he couldn’t overpower it later?
Although there was no other solution and he had to give it a try whether he could defeat it or not, he couldn’t help but sigh, “If it wasn’t , but so other at the peak of the First Power Level, they would’ve died to the point of not a single ash remaining, alright.”
“Then again, the Sand Armor Apprentice inheritance is really upright and simple, tough and enduring.
After all this tossing and turning, my arms and legs are still intact, my fundantal qualities are so solid it’s exaggerated.”
And it was at that mont that he heard many miscellaneous noises.
[The elastic load network, when bound with the support do, can provide a shock transfer function for large-scale geological movents.
For repairs, it must be decoupled from the support do’s pillars and handled in its entirety under a load-balanced state…]
[The Fifth Material Throughput Port is a massive throughput port that supports large-scale material transportation.
It utilizes an elevating transfer tower to lift the transport channel up from the earth’s crust, arriving at the ocean surface to receive materials.
During maintenance, the elevating transfer tower needs to be retracted back into the base, and water-tight layers must be watched, along with ensuring the support architecture is a cluster-based double-layer structure…]
[Active tal Automatic Repair Machinery supports the base in large-scale construction repairs, creation of new blocks, mounting of ecological dos, initialising target areas and auto-generating replicas among all functions, but does not support any operations aside from those of the ‘main administrator’…]
Blinding radiation lights flickered before Ian’s eyes, dulling everything else, forcing the boy to endure the dizziness and the urge to vomit.
Nonetheless, relentless and deafening strange whispers and echoes kept ringing in his ears, making him feel disoriented.
“This isn’t a sound…
this is Spirit Energy?!”
At this mont, Ian already completely understood what was going on—it wasn’t radiation!
The White Folks were already a population with a high tolerance for radiation.
If anything had to be said, the White Folks were a race specifically adapted to high-radiation, extre environnts.
The luminescence of the Worm Nest was indeed strong, but it wasn’t enough to make soone at the First Energy Level feel this uncomfortable.
What truly made him feel extrely unwell was the Worm Nest!
It was the spill-over waves from the Worm Nest’s Spirit Energy Network!
The entire Worm Nest was a Swarm Spirit Energy amplifier…
And inside this lair, sothing was crazily pouring rubbish information into him, trying to control him!
“The basic template of Redwood Ecological Park is applicable to tal-based Ecological Circles, Ice Ecological Circles, Furnace Ecological Circles, and Worm Nest Ecological Circles, but different core modules are required to replace or use core ecological creatures instead…”
At this mont, Patrick also awoke.
The severely injured Noble wasn’t dead but had lost consciousness.
With lifeless eyes and a parched mouth, he muttered various repair terms: “During maintenance, care must be taken not to interchange components from different ecological circles to prevent ecological contamination, and to ensure that the ecological circle itself has flexible and resilient error-correcting capabilities, leaving a margin for error…”
He, struck hard by the Alchemic Cannonball, was like Master Gossay before him—his consciousness temporarily occupied by the Worm Nest Spirit Energy Network—his mouth reciting one maintenance point after another, mixing in so aningless vocabulary and noise.
“How…
interesting…”
But at this mont, with one hand holding sothing and another pressing the top of his head, even speaking Ian experienced so stuttering, yet his bloodied face revealed a stiff but sincere smile, “That will…
who is it, exactly?”
“This ability to control people, to directly overlay one’s own spirit onto another’s, is just like ‘Soul Seizing Rebirth’…”
“A kind of ntal…
parasite!”
He took a deep breath and then stepped forward.
The crystal tal compound beneath his feet was actually quite sturdy, a supernatural structure ford by Active tal continuously adsorbing the surrounding strata, containing a considerable amount of organic matter and greatly increasing its toughness, far more so than real rock layers and concrete cent.
Yet as Ian walked upon it, he felt the ground beneath his feet like undulating waves, unable to stand firm as the psychic attacks that directly stimulated the nerves made it impossible for him to grasp distance and pressure.
However, so what?
His eyes lit up with an increasingly bright aqua light, the profound luminescence sparkling brilliantly.
He abandoned the idea of using his nerves to transmit commands for his movents and instead used his Spirit Energy and Silver Chip, like controlling a machine or like operating an Armor Suit to drive his body forward.
At that mont, he had locked onto the core inside the Worm Nest, the location of the deep blue mist.
It was about twenty ters beneath him, separated by four or five layers of Worm Nest partitions.
“Competing in Spirit Energy?”
With a smile, Ian raised his sword and then fiercely smashed it towards the ground: “My Spirit Energy is much stronger than my Sublimation Skills!”
Boom!
A dense network of cracks blood from the Blunt Greatsword as the epicenter, causing the crystal chunks to split like flower petals.
Imdiately after, the ground collapsed, and the young man entered the next layer of the Worm Nest amidst a mix of dust and ash.
Distance closed in an instant.
——Walk down the path?
How la, who among the Sublimators is foolish enough to take the doors and walkways?
——Everyone goes straight through the walls!
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