"Don’t underestimate any existence that’s associated with ’world-destroying level’...
But it’s really difficult for ordinary people to breed a large number of World Devouring Worms, you have to first find a world waiting to be destroyed as food to feed them.
Even in our ti, this was sothing extrely challenging to achieve..."
Alazan said calmly.
Ronan took a deep breath, cautiously placing the unmoving Unihorn Beetle, having finished eating, back into the small wooden box.
Then he collected all of its secreted half-transparent mucus.
Alazan was unaware that Ronan had the exact coordinates of a world about to be destroyed, or maybe, possibly, one day...
He might just be able to cultivate this tiny World Devouring Worm!
Of course, that day was still too distant for him now.
On the central stone pillar, even the powder left by the once-placed World Stone was gone, leaving nothing more to see; Ronan turned his attention to the remaining five stone pillars.
All of these pillars had a similarly-sized, irregularly shaped transparent crystal floating above them.
Ronan attempted to pick one up and found that the crystal was as light as a feather, naturally floating in the air when released.
The inside of the crystal seed hollow; a light tap with his fingertip produced a clear, hollow echo.
"Alazan..."
Ronan habitually used Alazan as an encyclopedia of wonders.
Alazan quickly provided an answer.
"This is Hollow Stone.
It’s a kind of companion crystal to the World Stone..."
Ronan listened, suddenly taken aback, "And then?"
"What do you an by ’and then’?"
"For example..."
Ronan glanced at the other transparent crystals on the stone pillars, "What is its purpose, what value does it have?"
"It doesn’t have any special value.
It’s generally only used when activating a World Stone to open a space channel, and for so special spell experints...
Hollow Stone isn’t considered a particularly precious material, but it’s relatively rare.
Because only Wizards in possession of a World Stone can steadily produce it, and this production process requires a cycle.."
"Is that all?"
Ronan couldn’t help but frown.
He looked around the empty altar and the unobstructed Secret Realm Space, feeling an expectation turned disappointnt.
From the pathway to the altar, he had imagined all sorts of possibilities for obtaining inheritance resources and treasures, but in the end, it was just a few hollow crystals of little use to him at the mont?!
Ronan was inevitably disappointed.
Alazan also frowned and said: "Indeed, it’s very strange.
Logically, a space specifically opened for treasure transmission shouldn’t only leave this little.
If soone had taken the World Stone first, they wouldn’t have left the companion Hollow Stones here without taking them...."
"Forget it."
Ronan shook his head, already moving past the disappointnt.
It was an unexpected find after all, and yielding so harvest was already great, no need for greed.
Alazan said nothing more, and Ronan began taking down the Hollow Stones from the pillars one by one. When he reached the fifth Hollow Crystal Stone, he suddenly felt sothing was wrong.
Originally light as a hydrogen balloon on the pillar, the Hollow Stone seed rooted at the bottom. As he exerted more force, rune patterns began to appear at the top of the stone pillar.
"Take it and run."
Alazan reminded him seriously in his mind.
"Hmm?"
Ronan was puzzled.
"It’s a self-destructing rune.
Once all the Hollow Stones are removed, this space will self-destruct.
You need to be quick, or being caught in space turbulence will be very troubleso..."
It truly was a dedicated space for treasure storage, complete with a self-destruction chanism...
Ronan thought about it and decided to leave the last Hollow Stone in place.
"Leave it for the next lucky person to enter here.
This feeling of great expectation followed by disappointnt shouldn’t be mine alone to bear.."
"Perhaps the one who took the World Stone also had the sa thought."
Ronan ntally gave Alazan the finger, then checked the altar and space again before returning the way he’d co.
Between the semicircular stone peaks, an invisible space ripple spread out, and a tall, slender figure abruptly appeared from the void.
Along with him ca two starving, exhausted bats, which plumted at once when exposed to the bright sunlight.
Ronan extended his spiritual power, scanning the area without finding any traces of others having passed by.
Taking out the "Spirit Lake Book" to confirm the route back, he prepared to set off without stopping at all.
"When I return to Spirit Lake this ti, I must refine all the remaining Soul Seals in one go..."
"Selling myself to that genius Wizard of the Deep Sea... I wonder how much resources I can get in return."
Ronan contemplated in flight, when a low, oppressive roar of a beast suddenly resounded from afar.
Accompanied by a powerful spatial fluctuation that was still clear even at his position.
Ronan instantly lifted higher, looking towards the direction from which the sound and fluctuation ca.
Soon he saw a massive, mountain-like magical beast shrouded in countless whirlwind tornadoes, soaring into the sky.
A lion’s head, goat’s body, scorpion, and venomous serpent’s long tail, enormous bat-like wings... a living dark-red bronze sculpture seemingly stepped out from the pages of legend!
On the back of this gigantic ancient monster stood a solitary, dazzling figure Ronan was all too familiar with.
Juventus!
Ronan’s pupils contracted as he saw Juventus riding the Chira bloodline magical beast ascend, noticing the pair of semicircular stone peaks beneath rapidly collapsing, and the intense space fluctuation emanating from between the crumbling peaks.
"Juventus also entered that hidden Treasure Transmission Space?!"
"He took the last Hollow Stone I left!"
Ronan slowly descended, carefully concealing his presence, watching Juventus depart.
From when he exited the space to Juventus entering it, the ti interval was incredibly short, just a step apart.
What an incredible coincidence...
"Good thing I didn’t encounter this guy in the space..."
Ronan’s eyes flickered.
He had faced Juventus directly once before, and it could be said he had embarrassed the other party. In such a situation re-encountering while entangled in interests, the other side might directly strike against him.
With an entire large realm of difference and the suppression of a Level 7 Primordial Bloodline, he stood no chance against Juventus.
Ronan hadn’t forgotten, in the entry-level selection, Juventus had earned a nine-star rating at the Magic Tower!
"This ti, truly thanks to Lady Luck for sparing unnecessary trouble..."
If he hadn’t chosen to leave one Hollow Stone behind, things might have turned out differently.
All things considered, it was the best arrangent.
While Ronan was contemplating, he suddenly saw two figures in Grey Robes appear in his field of view.
The two seed also drawn by the spatial fluctuation and the Chira’s sound, casting probing gazes upon seeing him.
Without further delay, Ronan left the area.
.....
Atop the stone peak where Linli stood, a figure clad in a Grey Robe slowly withdrew their gaze from a rapidly departing figure.
Their vision returned, once again focusing in the direction the Chira had left.
"Spirit Lake initial..."
A Grey Robe muttered softly: "Following in Heramus’s footsteps, at Hollow Mountain, Hollow Temple, taking the Hollow Stone...
There are already multiple lines in the prophecy left by the Old Prophet that match him..."
"It seems Juventus is indeed the one we’re looking for from the prophecy."
"As the son of the Black Witch King, possessing unparalleled talent and brilliance... If this continent truly needs soone to turn the tide, that person could only be Juventus."
A Grey Robe remarked with emotion.
"Let’s not hastily conclude; the New Prophet gave us plenty of ti, let’s see more first."
"What is the next line on the prophecy?"
One Grey Robe asked.
The companion carefully took out a finely crafted box, opening it, revealing a sheepskin parchnt of about box size.
However, this ti, there were no words on the parchnt, only a simple pattern.
The Grey Robe holding the box took the parchnt, squinting against the sunlight to examine closely.
"By its shape... looks like a strange black snake...."
"Do you think this pattern symbolizes the second tail of the Chira beneath Juventus?"
"Perhaps..."
The two Grey Robes conversed quietly, their forms gradually fading until they vanished entirely into the air.
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