Chapter 829: Might Have His Authentication

A Mage Tower identical to Tuhilix's stood below the light ball, with the tower tip pointing directly at the light ball.

Tuhilix was pulled out and looked at the Mage Tower in shock, muttering: "This is my Mage Tower. The sixth brick in the sixth layer from the foundation, the ninth grid—I used bricks of different colors. This is my Mage Tower. You released it?"

The Mage Tower was that Mage Tower, except Tuhilix's was still in the dimensional space, and the small town attached to this Mage Tower was gone. But from the neat cross-section and the reinforced base, it could be seen that the town had been demolished in a planned manner, not destroyed in a disorderly way.

The Monarch couldn't help but laugh: "This is fun. Like a parallel mirror image, this is another anchor point."

"No, if it's another anchor point, then what is that magic array behind it? That thing is like a Starburst Array; it should be a magic array, right? And what is that light spot? Tuhilix doesn't have that there." Negris said.

"Tsk tsk tsk, if Tuhilix could support those townspeople, let them multiply, and continue to learn and progress, in 60,000 years, it's possible to build such a magic array." The Monarch said with great interest, seemingly having filled in many things in his mind.

"Uh, you mean, there's also a Tuhilix here? He didn't end up like Tu... let's call him Little Tu. He didn't end up like Big Tu, who was so incompetent that he let his people die, but instead supported them, and finally, relying on those hundreds of people, they multiplied and created everything here?" Negris said.

The Monarch nodded: "If this is a parallel mirror image, there must be two Tuhilixes. But why is it Tuhilix?"

Negris was also puzzled: "Right, why is it Tuhilix? He's not handsome, has no money, and can't speak. Why would he become an anchor point?"

Tuhilix was immediately unhappy: "How are you talking? I'm not handsome and have no money? I had my own Mage Tower at thirty. A Mage Tower, do you know how much a Mage Tower costs?"

Negris stood with his hands on his hips and said: "Are you as rich as the President of the Mage Guild? As rich as the owner of a magic crystal mine? Do you believe I'll pull out their children and smash you with money?"

"I... I..." Tuhilix couldn't speak. No matter how rich he was, he wouldn't dare compare wealth with the President of the Mage Guild; they weren't even on the same scale.

Negris took the opportunity to say: "You're neither handsome nor rich, why were you chosen as an anchor point? Just because you invented the Spatial Slingshot? But according to your account, the discovery of the Spatial Slingshot involved something mapping consciousness onto you. It could map you, or it could map someone else. Why choose you?"

Tuhilix was silent, but he must have thought about this question too. After a moment of silence, he said hesitantly: "It's very likely because I practiced the Adams Forbidden Art."

"Adams Forbidden Art? You practiced the Adams Forbidden Art? Isn't this kind of forbidden art long lost? Where did you learn it?" Negris was shocked.

The Adams Forbidden Art is a collective term for a series of mental magic and artifacts created by a mental mage named Adams. Because it involves spirit and control, it often leads to some very nasty incidents.

The most famous of these are the Adams Forbidden Ring and the Queen Seth incident. This incident led to a thirty-year war of annihilation between the Seth Empire and the Tiwan Empire, resulting in the destruction of the Tiwan Empire.

Since then, the Adams Forbidden Art has truly become a forbidden art, and later, under the full investigation of the Church of Light, it was completely lost. Even Negris didn't know these forbidden arts, only having heard some of their names roughly.

Tuhilix actually practiced the Adams Forbidden Art? That's right, he was a person from 60,000 years ago. At that time, the Church of Light's infiltration wasn't as powerful as it is now, so it wasn't difficult to come into contact with forbidden arts.

Tuhilix looked him up and down and said: "You actually know the Adams Forbidden Art. Are you a Huang Tong Dragon from the plane I came from?"

Uh, slipped up. After Tuhilix recognized him as a Huang Tong Dragon earlier, he mentioned the name of a dragon ancestor, which Negris denied.

But there was no need to hide it now. Negris admitted it generously: "Yes, I come from the plane you came from. We call it the Main Plane. Leofina is my great-great-great-grandmother."

So he had been deceived by this Huang Tong Dragon all along. But now was not the time to settle scores. On the contrary, since he knew the Adams Forbidden Art, it was much easier to explain.

"I practiced the Adams Forbidden Art. When I was practicing the seventh consciousness of the forbidden art—Divine Consciousness—I suddenly felt something looking at me, and then I fainted. When I woke up the next day, I felt extremely exhausted, like I was about to die. It was very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, and I couldn't feel any Divine Consciousness at all."

"At the time, I thought I had been cheated and that what I was practicing wasn't a forbidden art at all, so I threw it aside. But from that moment on, some inexplicable thoughts would often pop into my head. I invented the Spatial Slingshot, wrote some notes, taught many students, and then was teleported into the void and trapped until now."

"I've thought about it for a full 60,000 years. Everything changed from the moment I fainted. Previously, the Undead Overlord mentioned something about consciousness mapping. I might have been consciousness-mapped at the time."

What Tuhilix recounted was actually something everyone could roughly guess. When the Monarch transferred from the Starburst Plane to the Starburst Array, he used a method similar to consciousness mapping, but he didn't expect it to be related to the Adams Forbidden Art.

Hearing this, the Monarch said: "Someone used consciousness projection to cultivate you, and then used methods like parallel mirror images to anchor you at the upper and lower ends of the Chaos Plane. Your end was too incompetent; the residents of the town died out, and there was no development. But this end developed and became what it is now."

"Why would it be like this? If it's something like a parallel mirror image, they should be the same, right?" Negris asked in confusion.

The Monarch said: "That I don't know. Maybe this end just happened to have some resources that Big Tu's side didn't."

"Forget it, guessing back and forth, let's go over and catch someone to ask." Negris was getting impatient with the speculation, because it was all guessing with no evidence. It was better to kill their way over and catch someone to ask.

Anthony said: "We'd better sneak over. If we alert the Void Will, we might not be able to ask anything even if we catch someone."

"Sneak over? A bit difficult. You might not be able to see it. Ang, tell them what's ahead." The Monarch said.

Ang tilted his head.

Ang didn't need to say anything. Negris and Anthony hurriedly shared Ang's vision and looked ahead. They saw dozens of inconspicuous little things evenly distributed in the empty void, releasing invisible dark element fluctuations. It seemed to be some kind of automatic detection magic equipment.

"Kuba Da, I thought they had no defenses. It turns out they used dark elements. Almost got fooled. Can't your current smoke form evade detection?" Negris asked.

The Monarch shook his head: "Can't evade dark element detection. Even sound can vibrate dark elements. If there's a place where dark elements can't vibrate, they will immediately know there's a problem."

"Then what should we do? Wait for them to come out and catch one?" Negris suggested.

"What's the use of catching one? I want to go to that magic array and take a look. We have to find a way to sneak in or kill our way in." Abyss Maw disagreed.

Everyone discussed for a long time, but their opinions were not unified. Finally, they habitually looked at Ang.

Ang had long reached into the dimensional space to farm. Seeing everyone looking over, he tilted his head.

"Why are you tilting your head? Make a decision. What should we do? Kill our way in or wait for them to come out?" Negris said irritably.

Ang scratched his head, thought for a moment, and suddenly his shoulders accelerated. He quickly pulled out a body, grabbed Tuhilix's soul, stuffed it in, and punched him in the heart—Rebirth.

Pointing at the resurrected Tuhilix, Ang said: "He, mirror image."

Anthony slapped his thigh: "Good idea. If this is a parallel mirror image, then Lord Tuhilix is the anchor point. Those automatic detection devices likely have his authentication, and it's very likely the highest level. We can use him as cover to sneak in." ===== CHAPTER 830 =====