Now, the people in the Platinum Palace are the ones Kane trusts the most.
And their strength has all reached the color level.
With the full group gathered, Kane was ready to share so of his thoughts.
Upon hearing Kane’s words, everyone turned their heads, staring at him, waiting for his follow-up. Judging by the serious expressions on their faces, it was clear this was a serious matter.
And very important.
"It was around the ti I reached the Silver stage that I acquired a skill, a skill that links to a space where a limb of a divine entity is sealed. Of course, it was just a finger."
Kane recounts, recounting the ti when he first acquired the finger of the God of All Machines.
Kreya and the others weren’t too surprised, having heard Kane occasionally talk about this matter.
Raphael slightly raised their eyebrows, expressing their feelings.
They hadn’t expected Kane to be dealing with such things at that stage.
As he said this, Kane extended a finger, and his finger transford into a chanical shape, clearly showing the magic path and gear structure inside.
"That was a chanical divine entity, very compatible with my power, isn’t it? So, at that ti, I started researching his limb, hoping to gain so useful knowledge and research for myself."
"In the end, I was obviously successful, and after reaching the Golden level, I followed that sealed space and pulled out more sealed spaces, directly obtaining his entire arm."
Kane said, his entire hand transforming into a chanical form, continuously changing, disassembling, and reassembling, engaging in various chanical structure operations.
"Finally, I thoroughly researched all the knowledge that could be derived from his entire arm, and at the Three-Color level, I traced his entire arm and brought over the rest of his sealed personality through the paths."
Upon hearing this, Kreya asked with so curiosity, "He didn’t unseal when everything was gathered, did he? After all, the forr seal was scattered, so there must have been a reason for doing it this way."
Although Kreya was Kane’s bedside companion, she wasn’t very knowledgeable about the details of Kane’s research, as she didn’t really understand these things.
"That’s right, but one part of the limb’s seal has long been undone, and that unsealed part is now aimlessly drifting through the cosmos, searching for his other sealed body parts."
Speaking of this, Kane removed the chanical facade from his hand and reverted to flesh and blood, bringing his hands together solemnly as he addressed the group.
"That part is his brain, and the knowledge that can be derived from his body is less than one ten-thousandth of the knowledge in his brain."
"You intend to lure his head over using all the other parts you’ve found?" Longbei imdiately asked upon hearing this.
The strategy was very apparent, even Longbei grasped Kane’s intention in an instant.
Kane nodded, "Exactly."
His magic technology has genuinely hit a bottleneck.
He clearly understands that this bottleneck cannot be broken in a short period, not within 10 or 20 years.
It requires hundreds and thousands of years to research, to ponder from every angle, and then possibly break through.
To comprehend so of the more fundantal knowledge, he needs to go to the Star Realm.
Explore within the Star Realm to investigate and discover the laws of the cosmos.
But the current conditions obviously don’t et his needs.
But he is just a Five-Color, and Kreya and the others are also at this level.
The strength isn’t sufficient to transcend into another dinsion and directly face the Deep Light, let alone aid the Mist.
To change the course of the battle, a promotion to Seven-Color is necessary.
For each Seven-Color, ascending to the throne of kings is of paramount importance, both for explorers and for the entire world.
To promote to Seven-Color, he must obtain so necessary knowledge.
He’s caught in a vicious circle.
He’s already gotten the ticket to Seven-Color, and through the Blessing skill, he learned that upgrading to Seven-Color is tantamount to elevating one’s life and soul to a different personality.
And being proficient in the Blessing skill, grasping its core essence, ans he’s already briefly experienced what a high personality is in an instant.
This is the core essence required for the gift of Seven-Color; no one can help, but any ans can be used to perceive.
Others stand in front of the doorway but don’t have the key. They need to study and wander in front of the doorway to understand and form their own key.
He has already ford the key to his door, but the path to the door is blocked.
He must make a change, and the knowledge in the mind of the God of All Machines could not only smash the place where his path is blocked but also bring him many unexpected gains.
Add many different colors to the surroundings of his path.
Before, he might not have known what level the God of All Machines stood at.
But when he was at the Three-Color stage, he actually already understood.
When he reached Five-Color, he beca even more clear.
The God of All Machines is a powerhouse standing beside the doorway, lacking the qualification to obtain the key due to missing parts of his body.
With just a brain, he continues to wander beside the door, and being a chanical being, he will endlessly research and analyze over these tens of thousands of years.
Continuously coming back and forth on this path until he finds his body and obtains his own key.
This is all precious wealth.
During Kane’s years at Five-Color, he’s been peering into the God of All Realms’ brain activities through the sealed body.
That’s why he craves the knowledge within its brain, especially when he discovered his path was locked.
And there’s one most important point.
The God of All Machines is man-made.
"But the Star Realm is so vast, and outside, the Dark Sun is imposing a blockade. In such a situation..." Raphael left his sentence unfinished, but his aning was clear.
Distance and external power are sealing them off, not to ntion what they could do to the God of All Machines’ mind; it’s impressive that the God of All Machines could even co before them.
Kane had already thought about this question long ago and laughed, saying, "That’s the mind of a Five-Colored Divine Being, a mind with imnse computational power, constantly analyzing and calculating."
"He didn’t break the seal through brute force, but with his wisdom, his knowledge, using his brain to spend endless ti to unlock the space sealing him."
As he spoke, magic power appeared in Kane’s hand, and then several small cubes condensed on his palm for demonstration.
The small cubes were engraved with a series of icons of a head, an arm, a body, a thigh, etc.
The small cubes coordinated with Kane’s words and began to demonstrate.
"I sealed through a small piece of the limb, and then through these sealed spaces, dragged all these remaining characters over. In other words, these sealed spaces are actually connected to each other."
"The people who sealed the God of All Machines were extrely clever and technically sophisticated. They had long anticipated that so of the limbs might break through the seal and therefore left asures in place."
"The mont the brain breaks the seal, its connection with other sealed spaces is completely severed, unable to be probed in any way."
"In essence, these spaces that have not been unlocked unilaterally cut off contact with the space that sealed the brain."
"At the instant any limb is unsealed, the other spaces will react like this."
"And I have already mastered these sealed spaces and can reconnect their links."
At this point, Kane smiled as he joined the four cubes together, forming a rectangle.
"When the ti cos, his brain will naturally enter that sealed space, and we just need to wait inside."
After listening to Kane’s explanation, everyone nodded.
Kane had thought things through thoroughly, considering all possible issues, now he just needed the strength of these people to help him carry out the following actions.
After all, Kane certainly wouldn’t want a damaged mind; he surely desired a perfectly intact one, otherwise, he could complete this task himself.
"Are we doing it now? We happen to have so free ti." Raphael asked from the side.
It’s just the right ti for everyone to be resting and available. After missing this opportunity, they wouldn’t know how long they’d have to wait later.
They thought Kane discussed this matter at this timing because it’s a very favorable mont.
At this mont, however, Kane shook his head.
"No, not now."
"After linking the space, it’ll still require so ti to stabilize, only then will the other side be able to detect it, and this process is not short; it may take a dozen days."
"And we’ve rested for many days now, the situation at the front line with the warriors is not looking good. We need to head to the front line to relieve so pressure and eliminate enough cultists, at least to free up a considerable amount of ti before making plans again."
Upon hearing Kane’s words, everyone nodded.
A very safe strategy, avoiding risks when it’s not necessary, perfectly consistent with Kane’s usual behavior.
Kafka smiled and said, "So the President is preparing to organize another hunting party, am I right?"
Upon hearing Kafka’s statent, Kane smiled and nodded: "Yes, you’re correct."
"It’s ti to show these damned religious fanatics our strength, can’t let them forget the pain."
Kane’s words elicited a knowing smile among everyone present.
The so-called hunting party.
Is an activity Kane organizes almost every one or two years, initially it was a demolition organization.
But later, the demolition organization disbanded, since these cultists of the Deep Light aren’t afraid of death or pain, and constitute a complete force.
And unlike those Evil Gods, not everyone has spatial transmission skills.
They’re just like ordinary Explorers, carrying out invasions with solid techniques.
Naturally, the demolition organization didn’t have much use anymore.
Later, when most Guild mbers headed to the front lines, combined with Raphael and Kafka reaching the three-color stage.
That’s when Kane opted to use elite squads to form hunting teams to suddenly conduct large-scale hunts against the enemy’s cultists.
Later, he found that this thod was very effective, but it was only good for the mont.
Each ti choosing different ti periods, and the duration of each hunt varied.
The furthest ti interval reached two years before they went at it again.
Making it impossible for the enemy to defend against.
But each ti Kane couldn’t seriously injure them, only causing their aggression to slide downward for a period of ti.
In the stalemate between the two sides, over ti, the enemy didn’t particularly target Kane’s actions anymore.
Or rather, they never stopped targeting Kane.
Kane occasionally launched these counterattacks, which they viewed as re last-ditch efforts, the Deep Light would eventually overshadow the Mist.
And being able to reduce the enemy’s attack intensity in a short period, giving Kane and his people enough ti during which they’re free, makes such actions the most beneficial.
Thinking of this, Kreya couldn’t help but turn to Kane: "Are you saying early on you proposed the hunting team idea precisely to prepare for today?"
Hearing this, Kane waved his hand, shaking his head, laughing, saying: "I do not have such far-reaching foresight, it was just a feeling at the ti that the hunting party activities would subsequently benefit us, so I went ahead with it."
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