Chapter 1037: Honesty
Above Blood Slave Peninsula, the blood rain has stopped.
Dark red clouds seemed to solidify above the sky, and the drizzling rain gradually transformed into snowflakes that floated down from the air.
Eventually, they landed on the ground, accumulating little by little.
However, looking up, everything around was not a snowstorm; the supposed pure white snowflakes were tinged with a light pink color, reflecting the tragic events that had occurred on the land.
And all of this was merely due to my one sentence: “With you looking like this, do you have any plans to do something?”
But without Resurrection Spell or Burial Spell, to her, a person who has died cannot be brought back to life, yet… she still extended her hand.
With just a wave, the world transformed into a scene of snow.
And I continued to accompany her as we moved forward.
The snow accumulated thicker and thicker, and before long, it had already reached calf-deep, which was quite exaggerated.
But when I thought that this was the method of the Great Spellbook, it didn’t seem so surprising.
I always had a peculiar feeling, as if the doubt was not just at this level.
In the ruins of ice and snow, I saw a mound of snow rising, emerging from it was a towering ancient ice, and only then did I understand what she really intended to do.
“What a grand gesture…”
I sighed, and then I saw those ancient icicles that even shimmered with blood color. Among the ice and snow, there were the bones of ordinary people—gathering.
“What do you intend to do? I’m looking at the ancient ice issue.”
The reason I referred to it as a grand gesture was that this snow covered all the blood clouds, which meant more than half of the Blood Slave Peninsula!
Wherever the snow accumulated was where the ancient ice was nurtured; these ancient ices did not possess much power, akin to ordinary people, and because of this level of snowstorm, it only barely nurtured a power level of the same kind.
“Return to the earth… it is the final resting place of those soul materials.”
“Burial makes it easier for the soul materials of life to enter the cycle of earth veins after death, right?”
“That’s the meaning.” Doubt considered this peculiar statement for a moment, then nodded.
Regarding her actions, I didn’t rebut; however, the idea of burial was still somewhat outdated. In modern society, cremation was the norm, and cities were not suited to be burial grounds.
But… at least a third of the Blood Slave Peninsula had already become a dead city.
In fact, it didn’t mean much.
Moreover, I was not concerned about it, as this came from a world guardian’s respect for the lives of different races.
Then, I continued to accompany her, walking, stopping, and walking again.
“Did you think of something?”
After I accompanied Ning to pause again, I quietly looked at her until she opened her eyes from her previous closed posture. I tentatively asked.
“I don’t know… I always feel that as time passes, some beliefs that I have never known would appear out of nowhere, and they come along with an extremely intense feeling of palpitations.”
“Is it information buried within the bloodline?” I inquired.
Previously, when Ning was chatting with Tan Ju and Shi Ruizhi, she mentioned that she ‘remembered’ what Tan Ju and the others had done, which seemed not to be fake.
Of course, I asked mainly to explore another possibility…
“No, it has nothing to do with my clan.”
“Then can you describe what kind of information it is? Is it an image, or some sound, or a kind of incantation, or an indescribable impression?” I simply guided Ning to speak out.
When Doubt mentioned her palpitations, I had an inkling.
The three top academies were always threatening to destroy the Main World with the world’s veins,
and her home might be destroyed at any moment; how could one be at ease?
“It’s like some very important thing being entwined and bound by an unknown existence, as if I were on a scaffold, looking at the knife in my own hand about to stab into my heart…”
“Such a vivid depiction?” I marveled, as it seemed akin to my speculation.
Something very important, “the world’s veins.”
Stabbing the heart, “destroying the world.”
The rest: binding, the scaffold, my own sword, seemed to indicate the same meaning.
This seemed to be the basic framework of the three top academies’ world destruction?
“You seem to know something?” After expressing her inner fears, she lifted her head and happened to look at me deep in thought.
“I say I don’t know much either; would you believe me?”
“I believe.”
“Really?” I chuckled lightly: “I indeed do not fully understand this matter, but I also know some other things; otherwise, I wouldn’t have fallen into thought.”
With my words, Doubt was also aroused with curiosity: “Can you tell me?”
“Of course! But before that, I mentioned something to you before—
This is a good thing.”
“What thing?”
“A transaction with the Main World.” I turned my head to look at Ning and didn’t hide my information: “In the past, you only knew one side of the transaction was you; aren’t you curious about what you exchanged?”
“What did you exchange using me?” Ning asked in response.
“I exchanged something that can determine the life and death of the Main World; that thing is called the world’s veins. Destroy it, and the world will be left with only death as the outcome.”
“Does this have anything to do with me? Or are you witches planning to… destroy the world?”
“That’s wrong. Which one of us witches is so malicious? The ones who want to destroy the world are the three top academies I just mentioned, or rather the three extraordinary races represented by these academies, the wizards, holy angels, and Aphhemia Forest Elves.”
“Oh, I see?” Ning quickly understood her connection to the world, “So the witches want to protect the Main World and that so-called world’s veins?”
“Yes, so… if you don’t want to become a world guardian, you can leave it to the witches, and you’ve merely informed what you know as a friend of the witches.”
“What if I want to become a world guardian?”
“With the witches’ power, you can achieve what you aspire to; that is also your ability; friendship is a strength you wield.”
After I finished speaking, I also left time for Doubt to contemplate.
I admit my guidance was somewhat rushed, but I do not regret doing so.
Moreover! When Ning brought up the topic of “if wanting to become a world guardian,” I realized she had accepted her born identity more easily than I anticipated.
“So the reason you’ve been following me is to learn what you wanted to know from my mouth.”
“To be honest… yes.”
“You actually don’t need to beat around the bush; you can be more direct. Your strength far surpasses mine; not to mention the extraordinary, even you should be able to take me down in a day, right?”
“Where does this thinking come from?” I looked at Doubt with curiosity.
Without me, the witches might indeed not engage too much with Doubt, after all, even the world consciousness might not be a peer in negotiation with them.
But she encountered me.
“This is instinct ingrained in my race; the negotiation of power is purer, and the weak should yield to the strong.”
“You don’t have friends like this.”
“Does power need friends?”
“Then does friendship between friends count as power?”
“Friendship can become fragile.”
“Flames can be extinguished, and ice and snow can melt.”
“I can’t argue with you.”
“Experience life more, discover some things you are willing to cherish; you’ll understand how interesting those processes are.” I smiled and said.
“Very interesting?”
“Very interesting for me, but not everyone can enjoy it,” I shook my head and said: “Let’s not talk about this; we should encounter the rescue team dispatched by the academy over here. You’ve caused quite a stir~ maybe you’ve given them a lot of trouble.”
“Is that so? I’m really sorry. Do you need me to hold back my power?”
“Maybe not; snow is certainly better than blood rain and the stench. It’s all a form of cleaning for us.” I lightly patted off my clothing.
Even under the insistence of the cleaning spell, not a snowflake landed on my shoulder.
With that thought, we no longer wandered aimlessly; after a simple discernment of direction, we headed directly towards the “Blood Slave Academy Ruins.”
Underneath the blood snow, we quickly noticed many busy figures.
Not insignificantly, people were gathered at the edge of a huge pit; even without any perceptual sense, I could feel an overwhelming energy, infused with a hint of blood, emanating from this source.
At first glance, this was clearly the core of the blood sacrifice ritual within the Blood Slave Academy; buried so deep, if the ritual hadn’t unleashed its power to upheave the surface and buildings, no one would have known when this ritual would have surfaced again.
“That… that’s Teaching Assistant Xiao Yuan!”
When Ning and I arrived here, someone immediately recognized me.
After all, who wouldn’t know me mingling within the Union Society?
“I didn’t expect Teaching Assistant Xiao Yuan to come personally!”
Soon, a very enthusiastic team leader emerged from the dispersed crowd and came up to me.
However, after expressing surprise, she immediately began to express her woes.
After all, they knew that this teaching assistant before them could, with a slight effort, avenge the students who tragically died on Blood Slave Peninsula!
“This incident, we witches must absolutely rectify it, but we haven’t finished dealing with the current events.”
“Yes, yes, yes! Let’s take care of the current situation first! That… Teaching Assistant Xiao Yuan, are you here to provide support this time?”
“Well, it’s somewhat so; I can help you quickly stabilize the current irregular material space and help you quickly build a direct channel back to the space.”
“Really, Xiao Zhi has helped me greatly! We’ve tried many times here, and the magic was too immense; I originally wanted to find some places to open up space.”
They had always begun with the notion of opening up space channels, which had resulted in so many deaths, and this rescue might not have many fatalities. It was close to the three regular large-scale battle series!
Is there anything they fear? Going back all the way isn’t because of the super extraordinary college, right?”
“Do you want to open up space? Let me also come to assist.” At this time, I hesitated and listened to the conversation happening in front of me, then opened my mouth.
“Huh? That… may I ask who this senior sister is…”
“Just call me Doubt.”
“Turns out to be Doubt!”
“I’m not a member of the Magic Academy, so there’s no need to call me senior sister.”
“Isn’t she a Magic Academy student?” The girl looked at me in doubt, not understanding what was going on.
“Not now, at least. If you treat her as my friend, I will respond.” I replied.
After pondering how to proceed… It was very simple. She wielded the power of the Great Ice King, with the strength of the icy snow world. That is the position of the Great Spellbook.
The spatial force utilized to stabilize space was entirely overkill.
As Ning extended her hand, the void gripped, centering around her, a wave of ice and snow power blossomed, as if everyone’s space had been frozen, feeling an abnormality in their bodies for the first moment, and with a slight movement, it was as if the ice layer adhering to them shattered, causing their whole being to seemingly reach a new world.
As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders see the essence.
Ning’s move astonished everyone, instinctively instilling respect for this young girl, truly worthy of being a friend by Teaching Assistant Xiao Han’s side!
However, I had little desire to praise her.
The power of the Great Spellbook was sufficient to suppress such an immense blood sacrifice ritual; once the energy dissipated, it wouldn’t take long for the material space to flatten.
Not long into our conversation, a figure’s appearance caused me to pause slightly.
“It’s the Store Manager~ I didn’t expect you to come looking for us?”
“Yes, I also didn’t expect Xiao Han would come in person. Did you return from the Expanding Realm?”
“Yes, after all, such a big incident occurred, I couldn’t rest easy and came in person… I spoke as I looked at the Store Manager, then added: “I’m sorry.
After all, the Store Manager had previously indicated the cruelty of the academy war, and the reality indeed was as she described, even more brutal than depicted!
The Store Manager seemed a bit annoyed by my last apology, but quickly reacted: “Why apologize to me? It’s not your fault.”
“This time, the students who died on Blood Slave Peninsula, the Union Society decided to take on all the resurrection costs; as for the damage to the soul materials due to the blood sacrifice, I’ve already asked connections to help restore them.”
“Really… is it true what Little Welfare Teacher said!”
As my words concluded, the Store Manager had yet to respond, while several others beside her immediately realized what I had just mentioned!
“Well, the urgent matter now is to open the space channel first; I will do my best to handle the rest.”
