Chapter 180 Claire’s Test

A dim yellow light shot out from nowhere, illuminating the stage in the clown theater. It was a little dark under the stage, and only empty chairs could be vaguely seen. Weird and ethereal music surrounded the entire theater, as if waiting for the performance on the stage, and waiting for the right audience.

After Wayne returned to the theater, he sat at the dining table, spread out a piece of parchment, and wrote something on it with a quill dipped in ink.

The zombie lady sat quietly next to her, staring at Wei En's serious expression with only the intact pale eyes on the side. The other mechanical eye shrank and changed slightly, reflecting her heart.

"Claire, how long have you been in there?"

"An hour." Sharapova said in a strong voice without any fluctuation in her throat.

Wayne nodded, stopped writing, put the quill in the pen holder aside, picked up the parchment and shook it twice, feeling a little confused in his heart.

An hour... Is it because I haven't contacted Menor, or does it take such a long time to transmit the information of the Eternal Life Society?

I hope to find more information about the Twilight Mystic Monk.

Wei En looked at the contents on the parchment and recited silently.

"On September 2, 1578 in the New Calendar, the Ronan sailed to an island called 'The Brave Kerman'. Thousands of Kerman ethnic groups lived on it. They had stubby braids and very pale skin. …”

"There, I met the Twilight Mystical Monks, who were covered in bandages... More importantly, I discovered the secret of containing the murderous intent, and speculated that its use is in that alchemy circle. Its function is to allow Will the behemoth of the deep sea advance?"

"Perhaps, they, the giant beasts of the deep sea, will also be controlled by the Dusk Mystical Monk. If so, I am afraid that there will be some big changes in the entire deep sea area."

"Fortunately, I don't plan to stay at sea for a long time. Whether it is the Cordo Sea or other sea areas, I am just a passerby."

"But, I have a hunch that one day in the future, they - the Twilight Mystical Monks, will come to the door again. Before then, I must be prepared!"

Wei En looked at this piece of nominal information, but in fact it was more like a sailing diary, and let out a chuckle.

The diary of the red-haired captain of the Ronan?

Ah.

"Is there any progress on the mechanical puppets?"

Hearing his question, Sharapova paused. The mechanical gear eyes moved rapidly and kept shrinking, "Ji, the progress of the mechanical puppet is not bad."

"Oh? So there's some progress?"

Wayne put away the parchment, looked at Miss Zombie with a half-smile, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll go over and take a look."

"Well, Wei, Wei En, do you want to see it?"

"Don't worry, I just want to check on your progress, see if there are any mistakes, and correct them for you."

"oh."

Miss Zombie stood up and followed Wei En. Her hands and feet didn't know how to cooperate, and she walked stiffly and smoothly.

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over…

Not far from the dining table, a dim light shone there.

There was only a wooden door painted with pink paint, and a black sign hung on the door handle - the pattern on it was only a red moon and three faces under the red moon.

The outlines of old age, youth and youth can be vaguely discerned, and their names are Eternal Life, Eternal Life and Eternal Life respectively.

They are all called - eternal life!

At this time, Claire was holding a pink doll inside the door, sitting in front of an exquisite dressing table, looking at the mirror in front of her, her face expressionless and no longer charming.

"...You must remember that all peripheral members are expendable!"

"Including Wayne?"

"no matter who!"

Menor in the mirror said indifferently: "The Twilight Mystical Monks, those are a group of lunatics. They don't care whether the enemy is our Eternal Life Society or the Four Righteous God Churches. In their eyes, the entire world is a dispensable existence. .”

Claire looked at him silently without saying a word.

"Qian Mian, the Twilight Mystical Monk is not something we can deal with now. Before our goal is achieved, I don't want to confront them, as that will make the entire plan go out of control."

"so what?"

"so?"

Menor's voice paused, and a clear face gradually appeared under the blurred and split hood in the mirror. Under the thick black eyebrows were a pair of silver-gray pupils, a high bridge of nose, slightly pursed lips, and a serious and handsome face. Tough.

"Are you sure you don't want to give up on him? Do you want to choose to face the Twilight Sect for him?"

"Isn't it possible?" Claire's fingers circled the corners of the doll's clothes several times, "You said that the so-called immortality refers to this world. Now there is a group of people who aim to destroy the world. Aren't they standing on our side? Opposites?”

"opposite……"

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Menor's cold and serious expression gradually melted away, revealing a smile, "It seems that the young wizard's performance has completely conquered you."

"..."

Claire's eyes narrowed and she asked in an unhappy tone: "So what you just said were all tests? Bastard!"

"Sorry, sorry," Menor blinked and said with a somewhat lazy tone: "In a few days, the leader will hold a meeting of elders. At that time, I will nominate Wei En to officially become a core member. Your recognition of him ,necessary."

"snort!"

"Don't be angry. Although it was just a small joke, the Twilight Sect you provoked this time is indeed not a simple character."

Claire curled her lips, "A group of rats hiding in a dark corner, how extraordinary is that?"

"Haha, I always feel like you are scolding yourself with your words... ahem,"

Seeing her unkind expression, Menor coughed twice and continued: "Your understanding of them is only superficial. In fact, from the Third Era to the present, many disasters have their shadow behind them."

"The most recent one is the thirty-year war at Emanuele in the Southern Continent, and the strongest transformation war between the Blood Spirit School and the Mechanical School in the Western Continent in the 100th year of the New Calendar."

"From this, you can see how terrifying their strength is and how extreme their behavior is."

"Are you afraid?" Claire looked at him provocatively, "Wei En has just killed four Twilight Mystical Monks, and also killed a deep-sea giant monster."

"You don't need to provoke me," Menor shook his head and sighed: "I didn't plan to tell you this, but since you have faced those people this time and brought crucial clues, let me reveal some to you. You're fine."

"oh?"

"In fact, there have been several secret battles between us and the Twilight Sect, but the last few times have mostly ended in failure."

"Failed?" Claire was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "You mean, we are the ones who failed?"

Menor pulled the hood on his head, and his face became hazy and cut again, as if he didn't want Claire to see his expression at this time.

"The Twilight Mystical Monks are not so easy to deal with. They are almost immune to all physical attacks, and they can also respond well to spiritual attacks and elemental spells. The most effective method is a contest of source power."

"This is all due to their ability to convert illusory power into its original form. Originally, I thought it was an ability similar to illusions or dreams, but now I see that murderous intent is also one of them."

"Aren't my abilities good enough?" Claire couldn't help but ask.

"you?"

Menor carefully considered his words and tried not to use too derogatory words: "Your ability has no effect on them!"

Claire: "..."

It's too much. It's better to just say that she is too weak.

"In those bodies wrapped with strips of cloth, there are at least dozens of consciousness bodies, and as many as thousands, depending on their strength level."

Menor sighed, "Based on the results of past battles, we speculate that they have a way to quickly improve their strength. Although it will greatly reduce their lives, the terrifying speed of improvement is still very disappointing."

"To what extent?"

"The Archon level, or the Hand of the Kingdom level... Fortunately, the Legend level has not been found so far. There may be some, but they have hidden them."

Claire frowned slightly, is she so powerful?

"No wonder we keep failing..."

"That Thousand Faces, in fact, we have not always failed, we have also won," Menor said with a bit of discomfort in his voice, "otherwise, why do you think the leader and the others didn't show up for so long?"

"Oh? Are you going to deal with those mysterious monks?"

"No, I'm going to find a way to deal with them."

Claire: "..."

That's it?

I thought they were going to kill everyone, but I didn't even know how to deal with them.

"This time, let them know how powerful it is! If you dare to arrange such a dream in the entire sea area and hide it so deeply, the plan must be huge. Since we know it in advance, we will make them pay a heavy price no matter what!"

"……hope so."

"you do not believe?"

"Believe, I believe, we are the powerful Eternal Life Society!" Claire rolled her eyes quietly, mentally labeling Menor, who had always been mysterious, an idiot.

Are you so competitive?

Or was it that his constant failure made him fearful of the Twilight Sect?

Furthermore, compared to the secrecy of the Twilight Sect, the reputation of the Eternal Life Society in various continents is not very good. No matter from which angle you look at it, it seems that others are more destructive.

Menoer heard the perfunctory tone in her words and snorted: "I will pass on the information about the Twilight Sect to you later, but remember, the strength of the two of you is too weak, so try not to actively provoke them."

"As for the taboo on the sea - the dream of killing, I will make a decision after I talk to the leader and the others."

"Okay." Claire nodded, and then asked: "What about the mission to the southern continent? I don't expect to get there for about a year."

"It's still some time before it opens. Didn't you see that I asked you to go there separately? If time is really urgent, I will teleport you all there in advance."

"Okay, I happened to have a lot of fun at sea, and I don't want to go on a mission for the time being."

"Play?" Menor said in a slightly constricted tone: "One year... I'm looking forward to seeing your family of three appear in the Fission Wasteland."

"you!?"

"Let's go, Mehdad called me, see you next time."

After saying that, Menor's figure disappeared.

Claire looked at herself in the mirror, raised her hand to touch her hot cheek, and showed a bright smile, "Damn it, Menor, sew his mouth shut sooner or later."

…

…

Click.

While opening the door of Sharapova's studio, Wayne turned around and encouraged: "Great, if you do it a few more times, I believe you can start assembling the [Ironheart Fury]."

Miss Zombie held a wrench in one hand and a complete component in the other, looking straight at him, "Really, really?"

"Of course, of course, you are very talented, but the time you have been exposed to mechanical knowledge is too short. You can just practice a few more times."

Wei En stepped out of the door, and before closing the door, he made a cheering gesture towards Miss Zombie: "Believe in yourself, practice more, I'll go take a look at the Zero."

"Yes, I will!" Sharapova nodded heavily, turned around, dragged her less stiff body, and continued to engage in the struggle with the drill press.

Click.

Seeing the door of the studio closed, Wei En's hand holding the door handle did not let go for a long time, and the smile disappeared from his face, and he could faintly see a bit of sadness.

"According to Sharapova's practice speed, the Thral metal consumed in one day would be dozens of gold pounds."

If you say she has no talent, she can still make a few qualified parts. If you say she has talent... there will be one or two qualified ones out of a hundred.

What a sin...

This is all the fault of that damn liaison officer, she really deserves to die!

Thinking of this, Wayne turned around and entered Zero's studio. Compared to his gentle words to Sharapova, his treatment of mechanical life was much simpler and rougher.

"Your task today is to make all the parts, at least one set. As for the engraving of the runes, I will do that step for the time being, and we will talk about it after you learn the cornerstone, spiritual transformation and solid heart runes. .”

"Okay, Father."

Zero nodded honestly, and even though there were only three intact parts at hand, he still spoke loudly.

It was too difficult for him, whether it was the fine polishing of the parts or the runes that looked like just an ordinary symmetrical pattern but actually had details everywhere.

"Well, go ahead."

Wayne didn't stay long. Although the Zero's progress was similar to that of Sharapova, it was obvious that he had learned how to make parts and was also very proficient in the use of some mechanical tools.

It doesn't matter if he can't make a mechanical puppet alone. Being able to do a part of the assembly line work can also save him a lot of time.

The most important thing is that the success rate of Type Zero is very high, and the consumption of materials is not as exaggerated as Miss Zombie. This makes him particularly comfortable.

Gold pounds, gold pounds...

Wei En looked at his completely empty wallet and decided to sell the anti-bacterial potion he had made before. Otherwise, let alone the materials to make mechanical puppets, he doesn't even have the gold pounds to exchange for magic knowledge.

With this thought in mind, he returned to his studio, took out the ticket to the nightmare realm and placed it on his forehead.

As his consciousness rose, he appeared directly on the mechanical floating island he left last time.

"...Do you see it? The vortex structure is not the focus. What is more important is the dispersed nodes that are the core of the capability. That is the technology of splitting one core into multiple cores."

"Today's lesson is them. Be sure to find out all the energy conversion cores, come out... hiss! Origin 562, big, big, big wizard?!"

Great wizard?

When Wei En entered the nightmare world, he saw a black silhouette whose whole body had turned into a machine, staring at him with a pair of scarlet eyes.

Hmm, I forgot to change the original level...

He glanced at the people around him and saw that they were all reformers of the Mechanical School, and said lightly: "It is also possible that the vortex structure itself is an energy node."

After finishing his words, he calmly walked out of the mechanical floating island and walked towards the transfer area.

The dozen or so mechanical transformers looked at his back blankly. The effect of the nightmare world prevented them from clearly seeing Wei En's appearance, but those words lingered in their ears.

Is the vortex structure itself the energy core?

The leader of the whole body mechanical transformer repeated this sentence several times, his scarlet eyes became brighter and brighter, and he roared: "Quick, according to what the adult said, today we will find all the vortex structures and draw them together with other energy cores. Simple design drawings.”

"Sir, is this really okay? According to what you said before, the purpose of the vortex structure is to save energy consumption. As an energy core..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you are asked to record it, just record it as I said!"

"Understood!" Upon seeing this, other mechanical transformers did not dare to neglect, and began to observe various damaged areas on the floating island, observing and deducing the vortex structure and energy nodes.

Wei En on the other side has left the floating island area and returned to the high platform through the suspension bridge.

The words he just said were just a casual remark. With his own knowledge of runes, he did not understand the structure of vortices at all. However, after hearing what those mechanical transformers said about the energy core being dispersed, he suddenly thought that vortices were Structures may also exist as core nodes of energy.

I hope they can complete the replica of the mechanical floating island, which can be regarded as a great masterpiece of the Fifth Era.

"...Some people once tried to build a mechanical floating island, but they failed in the end. You can't do that in the new era, you know?"

Um?

When Wei En heard this familiar voice, he looked up and saw the black figure shrouded in black robes that he had just entered the captain's area. He felt more and more that this was the same person from before.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If I could create such a floating island, how could I still be only at the captain level? I have long been regarded as a great prophet by the Despair Sect."

Heiying chuckled and said: "Just don't want to try it. It is really an extremely unreliable thing, especially in the current era of divine ban. Let me tell you..."

Wei En burst out laughing. He always found this black shadow very interesting. When he came last time, he clearly said that in this era, someone had tried to make a mechanical floating island, but now he is actually trying to persuade others not to try this... …

Could it be that you have too much time and are free?

"You! Yes, it's you!"

At this time, the black figure suddenly pointed at Wei En and shouted.

"Huh?" Wei En pointed at himself: "Are you calling me?"

"Yes, it's you!" The black shadow came to him and stared at him with a pair of blurry eyes, "Original power 562? I remember you, not so much last time!"

"Forehead……"

Last time?

Wei En was startled and looked at the black shadow in front of him in surprise. No way, he could actually remember it?

"You got the wrong person."

"No, I remember correctly," the black shadow said in an extremely serious tone: "During the one thousand, five hundred and seventy-eight years I stayed here, there were a total of 43,236,570 Eight extraordinary beings passed by, and I remember the general outline of each one.”

"It's you. I passed by here two days ago. I will never admit it!"

One thousand five hundred and seventy-eight years, 1578? !

Isn’t this all the years after the New Calendar?

In other words, this black shadow has been staying here since the beginning of the new calendar and has remembered all the captain-level extraordinary beings?

How could such a person exist?

"you……"

"Don't deny it!" Black Shadow interrupted: "I remember correctly, it's you, the person who doesn't know how to respect the elders at all!"

This person... is extremely terrifying!

Wayne: "You got the wrong person!"

After saying that, he walked straight to the staging area.

Unexpectedly, after passing through that barrier, the black shadow was still following him, chattering: "You can doubt my professionalism on the floating island, but please don't doubt my memory! In the past more than a thousand years Over the years, I have seen many extraordinary people whose strength has improved rapidly, but none of them have been able to increase more than 400 original powers in just two days like you!"

"You must have used some special method, right? Devouring it, passing on knowledge, or the holy family of the gods coming to bless you?"

Wei En stopped and stared at him with his blurry-looking red eyes affected by the power of the nightmare world, "Are you sure you want to follow me all the time? I doubt that you have been there for only a short time. It’s been 1578 years!”

The black shadow floated for a moment, as if Wei En had struck a vital point, "New calendar year 1578...has it been that long?"

"Um?"

The black shadow was suspended in mid-air, seeming to be answering or talking to himself, saying: "Young Mr. Wizard, I have no ill intentions towards you, I just want to tell you something."

"What words?"

"When you advance to legend, please pay attention to the changes in your own origin!"

Wei En was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"Please remember, this is very important!" Heiying didn't explain much. After saying this advice in a serious tone, he slowly backed away and returned to the captain's area through the barrier again, "Remember!! "

Wei En stared blankly at his leaving figure, resisted the urge to return to the captain's area and continued questioning, turned around and walked towards the tower.

Change of origin?

Why should he be reminded of this in particular?

Or when you advance to the legendary level?

Really...

Wei En then put the black shadow's words behind him. Not to mention whether this person had really lived that long, the prerequisite for being promoted to legend alone was very far away from him.

Legendary level...that has a basic attribute of at least 50,000...

With his current basic attributes totaling only 18,000 points including original power, it would take at least five years to advance to the legendary level.

If there are some changes along the way, this time will be extended indefinitely.

"Tsk, your vision is quite accurate."

Thinking of this, Wei En calmly came to the tower area.

"...the three saint candidates from Dawn Sanctuary are really beautiful."

"Beautiful? Is that what you think?"

"What the hell, don't even think about it. When the three candidate saints are really promoted and remove the word 'candidate', they will beat you until your mother can't even recognize you."

"Sorry, my mother died a few years ago due to red moon pollution."

"That means no one who knows you well can recognize you! Especially the candidate saint who is said to have the 'blasphemous authority'. How come there hasn't been one for a thousand years, and now she appears?!"

"Who says it's not? It's blasphemy. It sounds like it's not a good authority. If she succeeds in promotion, I'm afraid she will be even more outrageous than the current heroic authority Shizi Sepulda!"

"It's not just excessive. Blasphemy of authority is a double-edged sword, specially designed to restrain the origin of darkness. If we were to confront him, you people might not be able to hold on for even a second."

"I don't know who that person is. Is it Carly Morris?'

"Well, in my impression, shouldn't Dawn be kind, heroic, wise, etc.? How come a 'blasphemy' suddenly pops up?"

"Haha, you don't know this..."

"Franta, tell me, what does that person's 'blasphemous authority' mean?"

Carly?

Blaspheming authority?

Wei En noticed Franta in the shadow and heard him say: "I really went to look through some era relics. It is said that the previous 'blasphemy' saint of authority was killed in the third era. Countless legendary transcendents.”

"Kill the legendary?"

"Franta, are you sure you read this correctly?"

"Do you think I've modified my body like you..."

Kill the legendary, Sister Carly?

Wayne frowned, and before they could continue talking, he stepped forward and said, "Your Excellency Franta."

"You... hmm? Your Excellency?!"

Franta scanned the rune level on Wei En's forehead, and his body transformed by flesh and blood paused, almost trembling and said: "Sir, what are your orders?"

"follow me!"

Wei En ignored the looks of others and turned around and walked towards the tower.

"...A ruling-level transcendent? Hiss!"

"Why would such a big shot come to a small business like this in the transit area and look for Franta, uh... no way, right?"

"I also thought that this lord might just want to sell the bodies of some priests of the Church of Dawn?"

"Silence!"

Seeing that the terrifying man was almost entering the tower, Franta gritted his teeth and followed him.

"My lord, what are your orders? As long as I have it, as long as you need it, I will do my best!"

"Oh?" Wei En turned around and looked at Franta with a half-smile, regardless of whether he could recognize the smile, and chuckled: "Your Excellency Franta, do you want to accept the perfect level anti-bacterial potion?"

"Finished, perfect anti-bacterial potion..."

Franta was stunned for a moment, carefully looking at the black shadow attached to Wei En's body, and his eyes suddenly widened: "You, you, you are Lord Faceless?!"