Chapter 590

I don't know how long it took, no new wizards appeared on the ship plane.

Jie Ming, who had been enjoying himself training with the coercion, noticed some changes.

Looking up, the figures of those Tier 8 wizards in the sky were still scattered everywhere, but the atmosphere of the entire space seemed to have undergone some subtle changes. High in the sky, a huge projection slowly emerged.

It was a faceless figure, composed entirely of pale blue light, with blurred contours, yet giving people a strange feeling that "it is watching everyone."

"Everyone."

The voice had no emotion, as calm as stating a matter of course.

But every wizard who heard this voice subconsciously quieted down.

Jie Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately recognized the owner of this voice.

The artificial intelligence of the Magic Net—Felix, is one of the core nodes of the entire Star Ring Alliance Magic Net.

Usually it is everywhere, but it rarely appears directly in front of others, even Jie Ming had only met this artificial intelligence once because of the self-stabilizing field regulation agreement.

"The ship plane is preparing to dock with the ship planes of the other three major forces." Felix's voice spread throughout the space, "Please be prepared."

As soon as the voice fell, Jie Ming felt the metal platform under his feet begin to vibrate.

It was not the violent shaking of an earthquake, but an extremely low-frequency tremor that seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow.

He looked into the distance.

At the end of the plain, a huge crack appeared in the sky.

The crack was expanding, the huge space was torn apart, as if the entire sky was sliding to both sides.

Opposite the crack was another sky.

Gray-white, with a hint of light red.

That was the sky of another plane.

This is the ship planes approaching each other.

As the distance between the two sides approached, Jie Ming could clearly see the scene on the opposite side: an endless plain, and densely packed wizard figures.

It's just that the architectural style over there was more rugged, with hard lines, carrying a strange aesthetic of steel and flesh intertwined.

Jie Ming blinked his eyes and immediately recognized the other party's origin: Crimson Throne.

Soon, the edges of the two planes touched.

There was no dull collision sound as expected, just a very light "hum" sound.

Then, the two worlds began to merge.

The plain and the plain docked, the sky and the sky merged, and the nothingness that originally spanned between the two ship planes was forcibly filled by some power beyond space.

And this was just the beginning.

In the east and west, new cracks appeared at the same time.

The third ship plane slid into view from the east, it no longer looked like the previous two ship planes which were just a plain, but had a large number of buildings with unknown functions.

Those architectural styles were extremely exquisite, every tower looked like it had been measured with a ruler, and every road was a perfect geometric line. In the void, the edges of those building contours flashed with silver-white light, revealing a mechanical sense of order.

... It was the Void Architecture Academy.

The fourth ship plane emerged from the west.

This ship plane didn't have a very obvious style... or rather it was a bit too natural.

The other three ship planes looked like man-made products at a glance, while this ship plane looked like a "wild" plane. However, if you look closely, you will find that the various ecosystems inside this plane reveal order in chaos.

Without a doubt, it was the plane of the Anti-Entropy Alliance.

Four ship planes, four major forces, completed the docking in this temporarily opened space.

Jie Ming stood on the ship plane of the Star Ring Alliance, looking at the vast land extending in the other three directions, and a kind of indescribable shock surged in his heart.

This is the full power of the wizard civilization—four forces with different styles, different concepts, and even hostile to each other, gathered together at this moment.

Felix's figure was still floating high in the sky.

Three other figures appeared beside it at the same time—a humanoid whose whole body was made of pale blue light, with blurred contours; a twisted existence intertwined with flesh and metal; a light cluster that constantly changed forms and never kept the same shape for more than a second.

The four major artificial intelligences appeared at the same time.

They didn't communicate, or rather their communication happened at a level that Jie Ming couldn't perceive.

The four figures raised their hands at the same time—if the tentacles stretched out by that light cluster also counted as "hands."

Four-colored light poured out from their hands, intertwined together, and turned into a light screen, covering the entire closed space.

Jie Ming felt the world around him changing.

The sand plain under his feet disappeared, replaced by a white stone surface as smooth as a mirror.

The gray-white sky above his head was replaced by a golden dome, on which countless glowing gems were inlaid, forming flowing star maps.

Long tables floated up from the ground and were neatly arranged on the square.

Various delicacies appeared out of thin air on the tables.

Fruits emitting glowing light, perfectly roasted meat, colorful drinks in transparent vessels, and those strange dishes with extremely gorgeous shapes that Jie Ming couldn't name at all...

Every dish exuded an enticing aroma, Jie Ming just smelled it, and felt subtle fluctuations in his spiritual sea.

In the air, countless figures began to emerge.

Those were elves with beautiful appearances, silver hair like waterfalls, wearing light gauze, holding wine pots or fruit plates in their hands, shuttling lightly among the crowd. There were also some mechanical creatures with different shapes, some like miniature flying dragons, circling in the air; some like metal flowers, blooming on the ground; and some were simply floating light balls, emitting soft music.

The voices of the four major artificial intelligences sounded at the same time, overlapping, but as clear as whispering in the ear.

"Welcome everyone. Today, please enjoy the banquet first."

Jie Ming felt his body relax.

That layer of coercion covering the entire space was coordinated and balanced by some power at this moment.

It was no longer a suffocating oppression, but a sense of presence that was just right.

Jie Ming could still perceive the power of those powerhouses, but would not be crushed by it.

The wizards around were calm and composed.

Someone picked up a wine glass and walked toward the direction of other forces.

Someone was holding a plate, tasting delicacies while sizing up the peers around.

Others had already found acquaintances, gathered in twos and threes, discussing something in low voices.

The four major forces rarely have opportunities to communicate at ordinary times, and now is a good time for academic exchange.

Jie Ming looked at the scene in front of him, dazed for a moment.

The golden dome, the colorful long tables, the shuttling elves and machines, and those high-tier wizards who were rarely seen on weekdays, were holding wine glasses at this moment, tasting delicacies, like attending a real banquet.

No wonder Dean Avery Knight called it a gathering, this is indeed a real gathering.

He walked to the nearest long table, picked up a fruit emitting pale blue light, and took a bite.

The fruit flesh melted in his mouth, a cool energy rushed straight into his spiritual sea from his throat, and the fatigue accumulated under the coercion dissipated by more than half. He was stunned for a moment, and then picked up a slice of meat as thin as a cicada's wing.

The meat slice entered his mouth, a warm feeling spread from his stomach to his limbs, and the subtle damage caused by the rapid evolution of the Body Tempering technique healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jie Ming looked at the food in his hand, his eyes becoming complex.

The effect of these things was better than many specialized magic potions.

And these were just the "appetizers" of the banquet.

He was planning to taste something else when his shoulder was patted.

Turning his head, Wei Aola was standing behind him, pouting toward a certain direction.

Although she didn't speak, Jie Ming immediately understood her intention.

The two looked at each other and put down the food in their hands at the same time.

Mentor Lei Si had disappeared since just now.

They sneaked around in the crowd, avoided those wizard groups who were chatting enthusiastically, and walked through the gaps between the long tables.

Wei Aola showed a stealth ability she had never shown before, like a shadow, sliding through the crowd silently.

Although Jie Ming didn't have her kind of ability, the body control brought by the Body Tempering technique allowed him to move almost silently.

They looked for a long time.

Passed through the area of the Star Ring Alliance, and went deep into the camp of the Crimson Throne.

Just when Jie Ming thought Mentor Lei Si might have already left, Wei Aola suddenly pulled his sleeve, her eyes frantically signaling. Jie Ming looked over along her gaze, and his footsteps stopped.

Lei Si was standing by a long table at this time, with his back to them.

Opposite him was a woman.

That woman had a hot figure, and a deep red formal robe outlined exaggerated curves.

Her long hair was dark red, like solidified blood, and her features were exquisite but carried a sharp murderous aura.

Jie Ming just sensed the other party's aura, and felt his skin tighten.

That was the aura of a Tier 7 wizard, and not an ordinary Tier 7, but the kind of powerful one who had killed on the battlefield and carried a bloody smell. Flesh Nest.

This word flashed in Jie Ming's mind.

This is the signature technology of the Crimson Throne lineage, with flesh transformation and life manipulation as the core.

People who practice this path are mostly relatively cruel in the eyes of enemies.

But at this moment, the expression on that woman's face was completely different from what he imagined.

She was smiling, not that kind of social smile, but a gentle smile from the heart.

Her eyes were as soft as melted amber, gazing at Lei Si opposite.

And Mentor Lei Si...

"Holy shit!" Jie Ming's eyes widened.

That Mentor Lei Si who was always expressionless, taciturn, and even thought talking was a waste of time, was at this moment curling the corners of his mouth slightly, saying something to that woman.

His expression was light, but that lightness was not the usual indifference, but a kind of... relaxation.

Just like a person who had taken off all disguises and returned to the most natural state.

Jie Ming and Wei Aola gasped at the same time.

Wei Aola's eyes shone like two stars, and she lowered her voice: "That female wizard, the knowledge she specializes in should be the Flesh Nest school of the Crimson Throne. This kind of person should be extremely cruel, I didn't expect her to have this expression..."

Jie Ming didn't speak.

He pulled Wei Aola to hide behind the long table next to them, picked up two drinks, stuffed one to Wei Aola, and held one himself, pretending to taste it. The eyes of the two, however, never left that direction.

Wei Aola's spiritual power fluctuation came, carrying uncontrollable excitement: "Did you see it? Mentor is smiling!! Mentor Lei Si is smiling!" "Saw it." Jie Ming sipped the drink and responded calmly, but his eyes were staring at that side without blinking.

"I've known him for so many years, I've never seen him with this expression. Never!" Wei Aola's spiritual power was almost screaming, "Who on earth is that woman?"

"Although I don't know the name..." Jie Ming drank another sip, "but you can tell her identity just by looking at the bracelet on her wrist."

Wei Aola was stunned, and then her eyes widened.

On the woman's wrist, there was also a bracelet.

The workmanship was rough, the colors were mixed, exactly the same as the one on Lei Si's wrist.

"Holy shit." Wei Aola couldn't help but burst out a swear word, "Are these two so pure?!"

Jie Ming didn't speak, just silently raised his cup to cover the corners of his mouth that were frantically rising.

The two hid behind the long table, while eating, while frantically exchanging spiritual fluctuations, with tacit smiles on their faces.