Through the perspective of Gray Crow, Lin En also saw the soul-devouring magic circle that was constantly spreading, and his brows slightly frowned.

The creatures under his control seemed to be able to avoid the fate of having their souls extracted, but to Lin En's surprise, he had just destroyed several nodes of the formation. According to Tik, this thing should have stopped.

Could it be that I was wrong and the node of the formation is not here, or there is a more critical center of the formation.

The power of the Soul Devouring Circle is self-evident. Even three-ring wizards like Barbara and Hank are not immune to it, not to mention the poor people in the South City.

Lin En didn't know whether this thing would expand indefinitely. If it did, the entire Yieta harbor would be swallowed up.

With such a huge soul power, what kind of monster will be born in the end...

While Lin En was thinking about it, several mice that were sent to search the entire manor discovered a secret. The bottom of the entire banquet hall was empty and had a very secret passage, which might lead to the core of the soul-devouring array.

…

Squeak, squeak, squeak…

At night, beneath the gathering manor, bursts of faint mouse chirping sounds rang out in the narrow underground passage.

Several small mice were running quickly in the passage, stopping from time to time to sniff, or scratching with their paws to make sure there were no traps set here, before continuing to run wildly.

Not far behind, most of Lin En's attention had shifted to the constant notification sounds from the intelligent computer.

[Cracking progress is 94 percent... 97 percent... 100 percent...]

[The remaining soul power has been reserved... Do you want to seize control of the virtual realm? ]

Seeing that the progress had reached the maximum value, Lin En did not rush to agree, but instead asked what the function of this virtual realm was.

After the intelligent computer responded, Lin En realized that this thing was similar to the metaverse created by the Federation in his previous life.

But the difference is that this realm is made up of magic power, which is between illusion and reality, and can change according to the imagination of the person with authority. As long as he wants, he can transform the chaotic space into a projection of the universe and the starry sky.

Of course, this premise is that you have the corresponding data and enough magic power. For example, if you want to materialize a star in the virtual world, you must recognize the essence of the star. Otherwise, the materialized sun will only have an appearance. Not only will it not emit light or heat, it will also break like cotton with a single poke.

This is probably why the owner of the virtual realm did not make it fancy.

Theoretically, as long as there is sufficiently accurate data, everything constructed will be exactly the same as the real world.

This is much stronger than the virtual spaces in previous lives that were under the banner of the metaverse.

Although some companies often exaggerate in their publicity, claiming that the degree of authenticity is over 90%, Lin En, who has truly experienced it, knows that this is pure nonsense. It is good if it can be around 60% to 70%, and there are bugs everywhere.

However, this virtual realm composed of magic power may actually reach nearly 100% authenticity and become a literal second world.

However, the amount of magic power required to accomplish this is obviously an astronomical figure, and it is not something that can be expected in a short period of time.

Lynn quickly stopped his fantasies and turned to check the two main functions of the virtual realm.

The first thing is naturally to bring people together for a gathering, using the ring as a medium to project the magic power of part of the soul of the holder into the virtual realm.

To make an inappropriate analogy, every wizard's brain is like a high-speed biological computer, and the process of projecting magic power into the virtual realm is like connecting to the Internet, which is naturally accompanied by corresponding risks, such as exposing one's own mental frequency.

This process is not completed instantly, but is very slow.

Judging from the frequency of the Faceless Men's weekly gatherings, it would probably take several years to break the mental defenses of a formal wizard. It is precisely because of the long time that they can be concealed sufficiently.

At the last gathering, the entire Faceless Men organization, including him, had a total of fifteen members, and they should all be three-ring wizards. Now that [Crimson Thorns] has been destroyed, there are at least nine members left excluding himself.

I just don’t know how much computing power can be called upon.

"071, can you locate the source of magic power in this virtual realm?" Lin En asked in his mind. He knew with his imagination that this thing must require a huge supply of magic power to operate.

[The signal source has been located, thirty meters ahead! ]

So close? Lin En paused for a moment, and then, through the perspective of several mice, saw a scene that surprised him greatly.

At the end of the passage is a spacious circular hall with an altar-like platform in the center. Each step is painted with many complex patterns, which are very similar to the alchemical formation used to bind spirits that Lin En saw in the Ladakh secret room, but it is more complicated in comparison.

Many faint blue fluorescent lights were pouring out from the ground and merging into the almost solid spirit body above. The mouse raised his head high and saw a figure that was extremely familiar to him.

At this moment, Lin En had already crossed the long and narrow passage and was looking at the vengeful spirit floating on the high platform in astonishment.

It was a girl of about eight or nine years old, wearing a gorgeous long dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders. She had a slender and frail figure, and a faint blue aura was floating all over her body. Her exposed skin was covered with strange spider-web-like patterns that seemed as if they would break if touched.

Unlike her delicate and cute puppet-like appearance, her face was hideous and distorted, as if she was in great pain, and she exuded a terrifying aura.

"Lydiya?" Lin En shouted subconsciously after seeing the face of the vengeful spirit, but then he denied it.

No, this is not Lydia!

Although the other person looked very similar to the half-human girl, his features such as long hair, round ears, and clothing were completely different.

In a sense, spirits do not have so-called clothes. They are merely the manifestation of soul power, presenting the most profound posture of their memories before death.

Therefore, the soul in front of him should not be Lydia, it can only be...

"She is Ieta, my daughter..."

A deep voice echoed throughout the tower.

Lynn turned his head subconsciously and saw Hellram, whom he had not seen for a long time.

The founder of the Yieta School, the ruler of the Harbor Town, the great wizard who had gone to Greenriel two weeks ago, now stood here.

(End of this chapter)