Chapter 655: The Ancestor's Gift (44)

The atmosphere calmed down; some people even suppressed part of their breathing. It was so calm and tranquil that it felt excessively fake. Now that both camps were missing their most powerful combatants, danger lurked everywhere. No one knew what would jump out next, and no one knew what the Progenitor Mage was truly thinking.

Perhaps the influence that was greater and more profound than the danger before their eyes was psychological. Even the dullest Mage felt the messages inadvertently leaked from the Seal Land, and Guan Xinyue's crude words were like a straightforward explanation for all of this. Mages were Mages after all; even the Mages of Qionglin, upon returning to the land of their ancestors, still held the most secret desire in the depths of their hearts to receive a blessing from their ancestors.

The surface silence of the crowd already carried weight, and the thoughts spinning in their brains and the surging emotions were more like a storm blowing through the Mental World, making Luo Qi uncomfortable. He was not yet used to facing so many chaotic thoughts containing intense emotions; almost everyone's mind was a mess of a thousand threads, and Luo Qi restrained himself from tasting these thoughts laden with emotion.

"Everyone," a kind and gentle voice rang out.

Luo Qi looked up from his thoughts and realized it was Zhao Jiaozhu who had spoken.

Luo Qi could read that the speed of his thought process was lightning fast, yet his emotions were extremely stable. His innate, unreasonable self-confidence wrapped around him like a warm soap bubble, faintly gilding him with a layer of light.

He coughed lightly, his gaze sweeping over the human girl from a high position before looking gently at the others. "If both we and the humans were created by the hand of the Progenitor Mage, my friends, this only proves one thing: the greatness of the Progenitor Mage."

He maintained a brief pause, and in this pause, everyone who looked at him received a warm and encouraging gaze. He continued, "The Progenitor Mage did not just create us and the humans; they also created other species and created this vibrant world. On this point, whether among humans in the East or the West, it has always been recorded, praised, and thanked. Now that we have arrived at the Shengdian where the Progenitor Mage nurtured the world, are we instead harboring doubts?"

Luo Qi could not help but take two minutes to respectfully size up this natural-born liar. His voice was gentle and intimate, his body posture seemed to embrace everyone; here and now, amidst heavy doubts, he had become seemingly more candid than at any other moment, like a prophet leading lost lambs.

Zhao Jiaozhu was gifted in this regard; Luo Qi finally understood a little why he had become the leader of the Lotus Burners. Three parts by chance, seven parts destined.

"But this really looks like a human laboratory. Why would the ancestors of the Mages be like humans? If the ancestors of the Mages are more like humans, then where do we actually come from?" a familiar yet suppressed voice asked. Half to Luo Qi's surprise and half within his expectations, he could not help but sigh in his heart. Zhao Jiaozhu's gaze toward Liu Ziyi brightened, as if he were coveting a long-desired work of art.

Luo Qi added a merit to him in his heart: he knew quality.

Liu Ziyi hurriedly looked up and glanced at him. The young leader of the Lotus Burners did not let this fleeting opportunity pass; he let Liu Ziyi see his eyes clearly. At this moment, he was incomparably devout, and he would unconditionally accept and redeem any soul. Luo Qi stared, feeling the changes of this moment in his Consciousness Space, just like an organic solvent dissolving a paint shell that had originally looked bright, complete, and flawless; someone had become penetrable.

"Life Magic is the skill the Progenitor Mage is most proficient in. They bestowed life upon us and the humans. The Progenitor Mage is omnipotent; all we must do is believe in their arrangements. Although the road ahead is rugged, the Other Shore has long been under the arrangement of the Ancestor. We only need to follow their guidance," Zhao Jiaozhu said softly.

Luo Qi was a bit disappointed; he had thought he might let out some supreme nonsense, but in the end, he said exactly this kind of thing. Such an answer could naturally not satisfy the questioning Liu Ziyi.

But after saying these things, Zhao Jiaozhu looked at Liu Ziyi, his gaze actually as pure as a child's, yet seemingly incomparably firm. He said as if whispering, "I firmly believe so." At this moment, his faith appeared so powerful; tonight, no one was destined to fall into hell, because he would hold everyone up.

Luo Qi smacked his lips. The priest on the battlefield could always replenish the blue bars and red bars for players; this ability required both talent and technique. Liu Ziyi fell into silence, and Luo Qi knew she had been soothed; a clever soul that thought and worried too much needed soothing.

Wen Lin, standing beside him, only gave a perfunctory smile. The person who had no heart in her chest was surprisingly reliable when doing things. Luo Qi tasted the helplessness and a trace of loneliness from the bottom of his own heart.

"Move forward," Luo Qi said abruptly while many Mages were still immersed in the lingering rhythm of intertwined sorrow and hope, breaking the solemn atmosphere that had gradually gathered. Someone was even startled by him. Zhao Jiaozhu looked at him with tolerance, a trace of unpleasant coldness flashing in his eyes. Luo Qi remained indifferent and lifted his foot to start walking.

The Mages split into two teams; one team automatically followed Luo Qi. The other half were the Lotus Burners, who only followed after Zhao Jiaozhu made a move.

Luo Qi ignored them. He grabbed Liu Ziyi's arm with one hand to have her point the way, while simultaneously having her re-verify the closed energy.

The walls that no longer flashed lost their infectious artistic effect. The lights only illuminated the path a little bit ahead. The Seal Land once again became like a tomb, and this time, there was also a thick smell of blood here. But just then, the light on the wall flashed again, and a gust of warm wind billowed in the corridor as spacious as a hall. The hot wind containing the smell of blood made Luo Qi almost vomit.

"What is this? Didn't you already turn off the power?" Luo Qi asked Liu Ziyi in confusion.

Liu Ziyi did not speak. She released several spells for active verification one after another, and command after command rolled into the abruptly surging Magic Energy torrent, guiding it sensitively. But before Liu Ziyi could successfully bind the several restarting spells, the energy disappeared again. A private alarm spell of Liu Ziyi's rang out. Liu Ziyi said "Hm?" and released a few more spells; the magic system of the Seal Land responded weakly.

"What's wrong?" Luo Qi had a bad premonition.

"Strange, the energy fluctuated spontaneously just now," Liu Ziyi said. Her mind returned to pure technique, and she was busy with her hands without stopping, "Now the rate of energy decay has accelerated; that's what the alarm just now was reminding me of."

Even more ominous; it sounded like another flash in the pan. Luo Qi thought unhappily. The complete lack of magic theory and technique made him unable to help. He could not help but evaluate the memory Shi Xiansheng had given him in the Mental World once again. He had not yet looked at the vast majority of it; the memories picked out by several generations of Black Market masters were as vast as the sea, and he did not even know where to start looking. However, the Seal Land had already provided him with a lot of information he could use for retrieval. He "remembered" many "things." Wusu was the same; the memory inheritance of Wushan was older and more fragmented, but also more real.

Thinking of this, Luo Qi turned to Great Mage Wusu, who was gazing into the distance, lost in thought.

"Great Mage Wusu..." Luo Qi had just started when he suddenly felt the energy flowing rapidly again.

"What is going on?" Liu Ziyi said in a low, unhappy voice. Clearly, the situation was beyond her control.

Wusu suddenly turned his head to stare at a corner beside Luo Qi. The Great Mage's expression revealed a trace of confusion. Luo Qi did not borrow Wusu's vision to see anything. He was confused along with him at first, then suddenly realized that Wusu had sensed something; it was a kind of uneasy feeling from the depths of his memory.

Perhaps, as early as the ancient times, the Progenitor Mages were also invisible.

A thought surged; Luo Qi focused on recalling "invisible things" in his memory attachments. Vague "memories" began to take shape. He realized it was a spell; he seemed to have learned it in class, but when he learned it, this knowledge definitely did not look like this. Regardless, Luo Qi did not even think; he output the copied knowledge toward that void corner.

The magic power from Luo Qi himself was unusually robust; the power was so great it almost overdrawn him. He realized this should be a high-level version of some magic he had learned. He heard swearing coming from the crowd closest to that corner; even he himself shivered from the cold. "Make it brighter!" He could not think of this common magic for a moment, so he simply gave the order.

Whether it was Wen Lin or Yan Hao who used the Light Magic, Luo Qi did not bother to distinguish. He stared at his masterpiece, not knowing what to say. That was definitely not a freezing spell with the effect locked at minus ten or twenty degrees; the temperature was much lower, but he had indeed frozen something.

No, no, no, his "memory" corrected him. He did not freeze something; it was that rapid freezing changed the structure of an object, turning it from invisible to the naked eye into a Crystal.

"What magic is this?"

"This is the freezing spell."

"Freezing spell explodes into a Crystal?"

Several discussions in a jumble disturbed Luo Qi's train of thought. If someone else had done it, in another scene, he might have jumped up and shouted "Slime!", but he was not in the mood for that at all right now.

"The energy has stabilized." Liu Ziyi finally looked up. She met Luo Qi's eyes, then also looked at the Crystal Luo Qi had frozen out. "Although I don't know what this is, it should have been the thing consuming Magic Energy just now."

"I think rather than consuming..." Wusu said in a low voice, "it's more like it's eating the Magic Energy."

Luo Qi's mood sank to the bottom. The Progenitor Mages were truly terrible, rotten people. Just how many disaster creatures had they collected or created? Was this their Life Magic? Then what consequences had the other few magics they were proficient in led to?

"Do you think this thing will also eat electricity and nuclear energy?" Luo Qi asked.

No one answered him.