Chapter 105 Core (Second Update)
Chapter 105: On the top of an endless snow-capped mountain, Lin En's aura and Xiaolu's power merged perfectly, as if they had become an inseparable part of this world.
Although he has not yet reached the level of Morning Star Wizard, thanks to his unique resonance with Xiaolu, he can still ignore the suppression of the maze rules and walk on flat ground.
At this moment, Lin En leisurely took out a bottle of divine blood pills from his arms, grabbed a few pills and threw them into his mouth, as if he was eating candy beans easily and casually.
And under his feet, the snow-capped mountains had already been turned into a mess due to Xiaolu's stirring, and there was no peaceful place at all.
As time goes by, the pure white world of the snow-capped mountains is shrouded in silent silence, as if even the flow of time has slowed down.
Lin En didn't care. He ate two bottles of God Blood Pills in succession. His mental strength climbed all the way and finally broke through to 30 points! Just when he felt a little relieved, a new vision suddenly appeared.
However, it was not the expected light gate leading to the sixth floor, but strange words suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.
These words were suspended in the air, flashing a faint glow, like some kind of warning.
Lin En frowned slightly, stopped what he was doing, and tried to translate the obscure text.
"Emergency! **The space is severely damaged. We need to enter as soon as possible to maintain the balance of **..."
There was a hint of doubt in his eyes: "What is going on?"
He had originally thought of breaking through the sixth floor directly, but now he fell into deep thought.
The image of the golden scale kept lingering in his mind, as if it had some connection with the changes before his eyes.
After a moment, Lynn made a decision.
He closed his eyes and concentrated his mental energy to establish a connection with those strange words.
Soon, a door of light appeared in front of him.
This light gate is completely different from other light gates. It has a hazy and strange atmosphere, as if it is connected to a mysterious space.
Lynn stepped into the light gate cautiously, looking alert, and entered a dream world beyond common sense.
The surroundings were void of anything, with no concept of length, width or height, only endless emptiness and haziness, as if even time had lost its meaning.
His eyes were soon drawn to an object in the center - a golden scale, standing majestically between heaven and earth, exuding a noble and inviolable majesty.
“This is…” Lin En’s expression changed slightly, and he felt a little shocked in his heart.
Image after image appeared around the balance, each image reflecting a different maze scene, as if showing the entire [landscape] in full view before the eyes.
Lin En looked carefully and soon found a familiar figure among these images - the Lord of the White Heart Tower.
The maze where he was was flashing a dazzling red light, obviously the area that had suffered severe damage.
Near the image of the White Heart Tower Master, there was another scene, belonging to another Morning Star Wizard—the Master of the Furnace! "Where am I now..." Lin En muttered to himself, looking at the scene of the Master of the Furnace.
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At the end of the seventh floor, a figure in a black robe stepped into a door of light.
On the other side of the light gate is the entrance to the eighth floor.
The tall figure of the Lord of the Furnace immediately appeared in this space, a golden scale reflected in his eyes, and an ancient and mysterious power surged in his eyes.
"I'm finally back..."
The low voice revealed complex emotions, including sighs and a kind of heaviness that was difficult to conceal.
The Lord of the Furnace had a deep gaze, as if he could see through layers of space and see his former self - the figure who had climbed to the eighth floor with high spirits.
Back then, he received a reward from the seventh floor, and it was that reward that allowed him to cross from the peak of the third-level great wizard to the threshold of the Morning Star Wizard.
From then on, he became the focus of the wizarding world.
However, fate never gives any real gifts, and behind every gain there is a heavy price to pay.
The gift of [landscape] is destined to recycle everything in a more horrifying way.
Not long ago, he personally threw the original vision bestowed on him by the wizarding world into the furnace and completely destroyed it.
He did this just to be able to stand here again, step into the eighth floor, and carry out the plan that would change everything.
"I gained the opportunity of Morning Star from the [Landscape], but I also lost my Morning Star essence because of the [Landscape]. Even..."
The master of the furnace narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "It will take more price to completely get rid of the shackles here."
He seemed to be talking to his past self, and his tone was more mocking and clear-headed.
After letting out a long breath, the Master of the Furnace's gaze became more determined.
He actually knew very well that without the help of [Landscape], he would never be able to cross the threshold of Morning Star Wizard, and until his death he would be just an ordinary third-level wizard in the wizarding world.
But at the same time, he also knew that if today's plan could succeed, the connection between the [landscape] and himself would be completely severed.
Then even if he lost the essence of Morning Star, he was still a Morning Star Wizard who far surpassed the third-level Great Wizard.
"To cut off the connection with the Landscape, I have to rely on the forbidden sorcery I harvested from the furnace stone - the art of deceiving the heaven and splitting the soul."
The voice of the Lord of the Forge was low, and his eyes were as dark as the abyss. He uttered these words slowly, as if they were intertwined with memories and confessions, and with a touch of determination.
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The original intention of the art of deceiving the sky and splitting the soul was to conquer the endless world in the vast sea of stars.
A powerful wizard can tear off a part of his own soul and turn it into a "native" of the target world, gradually eroding and disintegrating the rules of the entire world from within.
However, despite the boldness and ambition of this witchcraft concept, the actual results are disappointing.
The damage caused to the caster by soul-tearing is extremely serious, especially for the Morning Star Wizard, this damage is irreversible.
Therefore, this witchcraft was eventually listed as a forbidden technique, and its high danger made it one of the techniques that is not recommended to be touched.
However, the Lord of the Furnace searched for a solution and finally became convinced that there was only one way to get rid of the shackles of the [Landscape] - to use the art of deceiving the sky and splitting the soul.
The Master of the Forge once sought advice from a "big shot" in the Forgestone.
He got a clear answer: since the art of deceiving the heavens and splitting the soul can deceive the world rules of those endless planes, let alone the rules of the illusory world of [Landscape].
"The feeling of having my soul torn apart... is truly an indescribable pain..." The Master of the Furnace murmured in a low voice, his tone filled with deep memories.
"I failed the first time I cast this spell. The excruciating pain of having my soul forcibly stripped away tormented me for decades, leaving me restless day and night. Even taking soul repair medicine could only barely alleviate the pain..."
The failed soul was unable to achieve his goal and was eventually refined by the Lord of the Furnace and became the Spirit of the Furnace.
But fortunately, his second attempt was successful.
The torn soul was successfully sewn into a fetus that had his life breath.
"From that moment on, I regarded her as the embodiment of hope and tried my best to protect her."
The Forge Master's tone softened a bit, but there was a cold calculation hidden deep in his eyes.
After years of nourishment and careful cultivation, this "container" of the soul finally matured and became a perfect work that can help him break free from the constraints of the [landscape].
But now, the life-threatening power of [Landscape] is getting stronger, and he knows that it is time to reap it all.
"Come here, my dear child, Astrid..."
The Lord of the Furnace waved his wide long sleeves lightly, and runes emerged from the air like flowing water, weaving a teleportation array with brilliant silver light on the ground of the ice field.
Although the rules of the maze have a fatal suppression on the third-level great wizard, they have little interference on the Morning Star Wizard.
Even though he was no longer whole, it was still easy for him to pull the fragments of his soul.
As the teleportation array shone brilliantly, a graceful figure slowly appeared in the array.
She has picturesque features, a cool temperament, and exudes spiritual fluctuations similar to those of the Lord of the Furnace.
It was Astrid.
(End of this chapter)
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