“No, stop——!”
Celine cried out in astonishment!
Once the magic power cycle is terminated, the God-Made God will turn into a dead mountain with no power to levitate!
“This is my ability,” Nasopelle spoke calmly, “Even if my body isn't here, I can control the magic core from a distance through the Net. It didn't exist from the beginning, but was gradually built up by me after accepting the inheritance. It doesn't need talent support, nor does it vary from person to person. Now this Net certainly can't compare with the Realm of Consciousness, but what about hundreds or even thousands of years later? You should know that breaking free from the shackles of the body, the thing I lack the least is time."
“Rumble rumble…”
As the core came to a standstill, the interior of the God-Made God began to shake violently.
The soldiers stationed around the Advancement Plaza found it difficult to even stand firm, and many fell to the ground unprepared.
“The God-Made God’s altitude is dropping!” The Disaster of Silence said in a deep voice.
“Damn it, what exactly is happening?” Haikezuode roared at Celine, “Hey, witch! Answer me quickly!”
“Mask is interfering with the operation of the core instrument, we must cut off its connection!”
Celine shouted several times in succession, but found that the other party simply couldn't “hear” her consciousness. She could perceive the changes in the outside world, but had lost the ability to communicate with it, as if there was a transparent glass wall between them.
“You are inside the Soul Mother's body, that carrier is now just an empty shell, how could they hear your reminder?” Mask said with a playful look, “And cutting off the connection isn't that easy… In my clan, the Soul Mother’s status is second only to the King, on par with the Grand Dukes. This is not only reflected in the level of magic power, but its body is equally powerful. Not to mention that it’s covered with a thick layer of Mayflies above, killing it is by no means an easy task. Moreover, without the Soul Mother, how will you control the core instrument? So the result will not change in any way.”
“There are hundreds of thousands of your clansmen in this city, do you want to bury them all with it?”
“I really didn’t know that witches from the Union era would have sympathy for devils,” Nasopelle mocked, “Besides, they are just traitors who have sided with Haikezuode, and their deaths are not worth regretting at all. As for those Symbiotes, it’s a bit of a waste to destroy them along with the God-Made God, but as long as I spend more time, I can always create more. If you want me to change my mind, you'd better think of a more convincing reason, the time left for those insects outside is running out.”
How did this monster… see that she came from the Union era? Celine was greatly surprised, but now she had no time to think about such trivial matters, “What about the God's Punishment Stone mine! If the floating land crashes here, Hermes and Graycastle's Western Region will also be affected, are you sure the King won't punish you for such behavior?"
“The Lord of the Sky Dome really said it thoroughly…” Nasopelle didn’t seem to care at all, “But eliminating humans is undoubtedly a higher priority, and the King will definitely understand my difficulties. After all, there are traitors among the Grand Dukes, and you can’t avoid paying some price.”
“A little price? Isn't the Godstone mine the basic bed that the Red Mist Tower must rely on! Without enough Red Mist, you simply can't establish a foothold on the Fertile Plains, how can you stop the Sky Sea World that follows closely behind?”
“This reason is more substantial than the previous one,” Mask actually didn’t deny it, “But you have overlooked two points. One is that the Symbiotes’ demand for Mayflies is much lower than that of the Native Forms and Ascended Forms. Even if resources are scarce, they will not complain. The second point is that I have enough confidence in humans…”
“Confidence is… what do you mean?” Celine asked, gritting her teeth.
“I underestimated Ursrook’s talent before. Humans have made slow progress in magic power, but have shown amazing achievements in another direction. I am completely confident that if I obtain your inheritance and combine it with my technology, dealing with the Sky Sea World will not be difficult. In other words, even without these two Godstone mines, I can still win the Battle of Divine Will.”
“…” Celine realized that no matter what she said, the other party would no longer change their mind—from the beginning, it was just playing with her.
Like a hunter teasing its prey.
The message couldn’t be transmitted outwards, she could only rely on herself to stop this disaster!
“Look, time is up.” Nasopelle looked into the distance—the magic power supporting the God-Made God had finally completely disappeared, the slow descent gradually turned into a real fall. Under the dramatic changes, the soldiers were unable to maintain their standing, and could only lie on the ground as much as possible. “I heard that when an object falls, the people standing on it will also fly up, I wonder if I can see this scene?”
How can the core be restarted?
Celine forced herself to concentrate her mind. Mask wasn't in the God-Made God, it was connected here through the “Net”. So, if the other party was driven out, perhaps the magic core could return to normal!
She tried to penetrate her consciousness tentacles into the four cores, but was instantly met with a backlash!
It was an extremely complex cyclone pattern.
Each one was comparable to the cyclone in "Divine Retribution" mode, and the four interacted with each other, forming a more dense magic power cyclone.
Not to mention analyzing four at the same time, even dealing with one alone would require a lot of time!
“This is art… isn't it?” Nasopelle zoomed in on the cyclone diagram, and suddenly a magnificent “star swirl” structure appeared above the two's heads. Magic power intertwined within it, shining brightly. “I spent nearly a hundred years calculating it, and four and two-thirds of my heads have been dealing with related issues. The other Grand Dukes think I'm a monster… it's ridiculous, if I don't transform my body and absorb many brains, how can I achieve all this?”
Looking at the galaxy-like vortex, Celine felt a sense of despair.
At the same time, she also noticed that Mask was using her focus on the core to erode her body. But Celine had no intention of resisting at this moment. If she couldn't change all this, the Union… even the hope of all mankind would be ruined. So what difference did it make who occupied her?
Think of a way quickly!
Roland’s figure appeared in her mind. Creating a glimmer of hope from the impossible was precisely what this man had done to restore the hope of the Taquila remnants… But soon, she rejected the idea again. Mask's "Net" and the Realm of Consciousness were completely different things, she couldn't get His Majesty's help here.
What else could analyze the star swirl for her?
Thinking back to the past, what did she do when she transformed the core instrument into Divine Retribution mode?
A flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Celine's mind!
She suddenly looked down at the flashing “Net”—this was a technology created using the underground civilization, and those gray dots distributed outside the Net should be the magic cores that had not yet been connected to it.
Such cores also exist in Neverwinter City!
Since she could connect to the control center of the God-Made God through the core instrument, then other cores could undoubtedly do the same. Of course, distance was the biggest problem, but conversely, perhaps she could use this center to actively connect to other cores.
And then let Pasha and Elra help her?
No, they wouldn’t play any role in the situation… The only one she could pin her hopes on was one!
That was one of the three seats who had assisted her in handling a large number of core calculations.
Lady Eleanor.
As for whether Eleanor, who had long lost her mind and merged into the central carrier, could respond to her call, Celine had no time to care.
This thought was like a glimmer of light in the darkness. No matter what the outcome, she would try to grasp it!
She concentrated all her energy again, focusing on the Obelisk——
This time, she didn't need to analyze, she only needed to greatly increase the magic power injected into it!
“What do you want to do?” Nasopelle slowly said while swallowing her consciousness, “Do you want to expand the scope of the Net? I can’t understand… Without the Soul Mother or a corresponding carrier, those nodes will not change out of thin air. Even the King has to merge with the magic core first to be able to control this amazing power…”
“Is that so? But I happen to know someone like that!” Celine did her best to spread her consciousness along the Net, “Adjust core mode, switch to balance!”
In an instant, the Obelisk emitted a hum that ordinary people couldn't feel. This violent fluctuation of magic power made the entire Net flicker, as if it would go out at any time, but the cluster heading west was as bright as the sun and stars.