Chapter 378: Connection (Happy New Year!!!)

Green Forest City.

Inside a Safe House that Aaron had rented previously.

Three figures slowly emerged.

After Aaron set down Liliyat and Tias, he began to review the night's operation: "We used fake identities to go to Plymouth in the first place, and we were wearing masks at the Auction House... Even if 'Lady Snake' betrays us, the possibility of being tracked down is extremely small."

As for that delivery note? Aaron was already prepared to burn it directly.

In any case, he had unexpectedly obtained the remains of another 'Lamp Bearer' tonight; the effect might be even better than those coarse grains!

A black crow flew up and began to keep watch outside the building.

"Cough, cough... According to the opinion of the clever Master Bran, the divination clues you left at the auction house are very few and the difficulty is very high... As long as you consume this Talisman, the possibility of being divined will be greatly reduced."

Tias looked the most emotional: "Our 'Green Banyan Council' has been investing power in the North of the kingdom, hoping to restore a bit of the glory of the past, but we have suffered failure after failure... Now, we only have a little control left within the primitive faith of the 【Green Banyan Tree Grandmother】."

But William did not notice that when he used that Talisman, the red line on Bran's forehead opened a little...

William thought blankly, then his vision went black, and he collapsed onto the ground.

"Yes, one of my Safe Houses, it has been vacant for a long time, but it hasn't been occupied by homeless people... I suppose that's luck."

William blinked his eyes: "Alright... you help me keep watch, I am going to start praying to my ancestor."

The White Tower raven Bran flew out, a trace of disdain in its pitch-black eyes, and tossed a rusted piece of Black Iron to William.

William muttered to himself, then suddenly squeezed his palm hard, crushing the Talisman in his hand.

"This is... Green Forest City?"

'Could it be that I've been deceived?'

Wisps of pitch-black liquid were expelled directly from the pores on his body, like black earthworms, crawling and dissipating on the ground...

"This feeling... it's completely different from Balance, it's a total cleansing... 100,000 pounds, just thinking about it makes my heart ache, it might save my life in the future!"

"I pray for your favor, I pray for you to cast your gaze down!"

"Faith... ha... faith without power is as miserable as the Holy Spirit Church."

'But... what is the point of me reciting a useless honorific name?'

"I pray to you, the great Green Forest Earl..."

"The founder of Mortal World Occultism, the inspirer of modern science, the great Aaron Sotos!"

William looked at the magnificent and vast palace, as well as the thick stone pillars, his expression gradually becoming dull.

Above the Green Banyan Throne, Aaron looked at William with amusement.

"Ah... what is this place?"

"If you don't use it now, it will be more troublesome when you are tracked!" Bran suddenly shrieked: "Cunning William... besides that, there is another reason. You will definitely tell the truth when you contact that 'Immortal' later. Consuming the item first is to avoid it being snatched away? Aren't you afraid your ancestor will be angry?"

"This is a dreamscape granted to us by the 'Spirit of Falsehood', allowing us to contact each other directly through it."

Aaron smiled.

Liliyat lifted a corner of the curtain, inexplicably feeling a sense of familiarity.

It was rare for Bran to offer a reliable suggestion.

With a bit of trepidation, William recited the honorific name of that existence.

William looked at Aaron's blurred face and suddenly bowed: "Ancestor... I have encountered danger, please protect me from divination and tracking."

Although he felt the activity of his Spirituality, William still felt as if a knife had been dug into his heart.

Bran landed to one side, its head tilted, curiously sizing him up, its third eye gradually opening, carrying a detached and cold rationality.

'Then I gave him a 'Moon of the Underworld Curse', destroyed his fortress in the Spirit World, and with the help of this connection, caught up to him as he fled into the Mortal World, and dealt the final kill... Yes, no problem.'

"You are my ancestor, that legendary Green Forest Earl?"

Then, nothing happened...

If he hadn't 'logged in' again tonight to check on the situation of everyone in Plymouth, perhaps it would have taken a while longer to discover William's prayer.

After the review, Aaron found no problems and began to ponder the abilities of an 'Alchemist'.

"Hmm, trust Bran."

'At that time, Bairamonge's true body was indeed in Plymouth, in the Waste City District. After hearing the 'prayer', he went to the Spirit World, transformed into the form of a war fortress, and from the Spirit World, using the channel formed by the prayer, attacked me directly...'

"This is what you wanted, otherwise Master Bran wouldn't bother."

Aaron shook his head: "The Holy Spirit Church at least still has the support of the kingdom, and recently they have also been secretly expanding their team of Extraordinarys... As for the primitive worship and faith of the Green Forest, sigh... there isn't much left now, is there?"

William held it in his hand, but it felt as if he were holding a bag of explosives: "Damn it... and this! Right... divination... even if they didn't catch me and don't know my identity, they can still divine me through it afterwards!"

A layer of clear radiance bloomed directly on his body.

"Not only that, I also need aid... the aid of some high-level existence, preferably one who acts personally to shield me from divination..."

William Xiaer ran into an empty building, took off his mask, and kept gasping for air: "You've killed me, you stupid bird!"

"Green Forest... the place where everything began."

'Calculating it, it's not exactly easy to satisfy the prerequisites for opening the Fifth Primordial Substance... I have already wiped out how many Extraordinarys and absorbed their Spirituality... hmm, mainly the 'Blood of Decay' and the 'Sunset School', thanks for their contributions!'

"Hmm... this feeling..."

He waited for half an hour, completely confused, and finally blew out the candles, thinking with some frustration.

'After this time, the Sunset School is bound to decline.'

Whether it was the 'Spirit of Falsehood' or the 'Green Forest Earl', they both actually pointed to him; there was no doubt about that.

Plymouth, Waste City District.

On the empty ground, William lit two candles representing himself and the existence he was praying to, setting up a simple Ritual.

"Whoosh!"

"With an ancestor as great as you, how could you be petty enough to haggle over these things with a descendant like me?"

"Time in the Dream is long enough, take your time and speak..."

That Bairamonge was not actually too powerful in terms of 'Radiance', but in the crafting of puppets and Magical Items, he still managed to open his eyes to something new.

Aaron rested his right hand against his cheek, striking a leisurely pose.

And as William explained, his expression remained unchanged, though he couldn't help but inwardly complain: 'This descendant of Xia Ya is impressive... fleecing 100,000 Pounds from an Auction House in one go? Even I haven't done as well as him... That crow is highly suspicious!'

(End of chapter)