Cultivating while reaping rewards.
Two more days had passed in the blink of an eye. During this ti, Carlotta had acquired knowledge of several new magic paths and knight paths through intelligence gathering.
She had also inquired with the High Priestess about cultivation thods for the Path of Creation, the Gem Path, the Path of Faith, and the Dragon Transformation Path.
The High Priestess didn’t conceal much about these paths, but emphasized that one couldn’t simply step onto them at will.
The Gem Path requires special gemstones.
The Path of Faith demanded one first beco a devout believer.
The Dragon Transformation Path required certain alchemical dicines to enhance the body.
Only the Path of Creation had no external requirents, yet it seed rather mysterious, requiring one to construct a ntal world deep within their heart through unique thods, then transform this ntal world from intangible to tangible. Success will grant the initial formation of an inner world.
Next ca the developnt of this inner world, transferring external elents like plants, rivers, and streams into the inner world, gradually establishing a natural cycle, thus truly setting foot upon the path.
The High Priestess saw no issue with Carlotta pursuing the Path of Creation as a secondary path. Not because she believed Carlotta could achieve remarkable results, but because in her original world, many cultivators chose to cultivate the Path of Creation as a secondary path, it was common practice.
One didn’t need to advance far; rely creating a small world within oneself was sufficient. This inner world could function as a spatial artifact, even surpassing them in capacity, providing imnse convenience for every transcendent being.
In the High Priestess’s eyes, Carlotta’s pursuit of the Path of Creation likely served exactly this purpose.
During these two days, besides gaining more magic paths and knight paths, Carlotta had also learned the optimal cultivation thod for the Path of Creation through gathered intelligence, and had already ford a ntal world within her mind.
All that remained was transforming the intangible into the tangible, then her inner world would be established.
Carlotta looked forward to this inner world. Just as the High Priestess had assud, regardless of whether she could achieve anything significant, at the very least she would possess a portable inner world.
Two days later, the Tower of Babel began emitting rumbling vibrations, the thunderous noise echoing throughout every level.
Experienced individuals understood, the Tower of Babel was about to close.
"We should leave."
Carlotta stretched her limbs. She was quite satisfied with this journey through the Tower of Babel.
Alia grabbed Carlotta’s hand, ensuring they wouldn’t be separated during the teleportation.
Seeing Carlotta’s glance, the High Priestess said, "I won’t be scattered by the teleportation."
Carlotta nodded.
In the next mont, a flash of light enveloped them. Carlotta and the others felt dizziness wash over them. The world blurted before their eyes, and when they regained their senses, they were already outside the Tower of Babel.
On Island No.1, surrounding the Tower of Babel’s area, thousands of figures crowded everywhere. All those who had entered the Tower of Babel and survived were now teleported out, scattered across various positions in this region.
The vast Island No.1 instantly beca bustling, countless people searching for their companions or exchanging stories from their Tower of Babel experiences. The scene was extraordinarily lively.
This bustling spectacle even made the High Priestess montarily dazed. In the forr Second World, such lively scenes had once existed too, but those days were gone, never to return.
Due to the overwhelming number of people, those capable of flight naturally chose to take to the skies; otherwise, they wouldn’t even be able to walk.
Only Resonators or above can fly. Thus, ascending into the air inevitably drew envious glances from those unable to fly.
When Carlotta’s trio rose into the sky, many envious gazes turned toward them, even so flying people glanced at them.
Suddenly, Carlotta sensed hostile eyes fixed upon her.
She looked up and couldn’t help but smile slightly.
"I nearly forgot, those who exit the Tower of Babel with unresolved grudges will naturally continue to cause trouble."
At that mont, several familiar figures hovered in the air nearby.
Golden Lion Rodrigo, Doll Elisa Griffin, Big Mountain Horan Freck!
These three had previously tead up with Achilles and Selena inside the Tower of Babel, opposing Carlotta’s group and engaging in multiple confrontations.
However, Carlotta had seized the opportunity to eliminate Achilles and Selena. Even the chemical airship these people had stored in Selena’s spatial artifact, based on various considerations, had ended up in her hands.
Now, with a simple exchange of glances, Carlotta instantly knew what these people were thinking.
"Boom!"
A terrifying aura erupted on the spot, sweeping across heaven and earth, instantly suppressing the previously noisy sounds outside the Tower of Babel. The vast world suddenly fell into silence.
Countless people felt an imnse pressure descend upon them, turning in shock toward the source. They saw Golden Lion, Elisa, and Horan advancing together in one direction.
And in that direction floated three won.
"Carlotta White, we et again. You killed Viscount Achilles Harris of the Wendell Empire, and you killed prophecy magic user Selena, you killed our teammates. Now we’ve co to settle accounts with you."
The Golden Lion shouted loudly with righteousness.
He directly exposed Carlotta’s actions, intending to spread the news and pressure her.
Whether Achilles or Selena, neither was without connections, Achilles was nobility of an empire, while Selena, due to the uniqueness of her magic, had certain influential ties.
But Golden Lion didn’t realize that spreading this news would bring Carlotta no pressure among.
Nevertheless, as Golden Lion loudly declared these accusations, the crowd around the Tower of Babel erupted into commotion. Countless eyes turned in astonishnt towards Carlotta.
Carlotta White?
Who’s that?
The vast majority had never heard this na before. Only a few recognized it, and those few nearly popped their eyes out.
Because if they rembered correctly, Carlotta White’s strength was rely an Apprentice. Since when could an Apprentice hunt down Weavers?
At this mont, innurable gazes fell upon Carlotta.
Soone who knew the details imdiately spoke up: "I’m from the Wendell Empire. I’ve heard about Carlotta White. She once killed Viscount Achilles Carlisle’s daughter, which is why she was wanted. I rember she escaped while holding Alia Fenwick, Miss Fenwick of the Fenwick family, hostage. Although there are rumors saying Miss Fenwick willingly left with her."
Soone pointed at an unbelievably beautiful girl beside Carlotta, saying she was Carmilla Fenwick, one rumored to have been abducted by Carlotta, but in truth, Carlotta’s ally.
"But I rember she’s supposed to be an apprentice. How could she kill a Weaver?"
Many people who knew the inside story wore puzzled expressions, unsure what rank Carlotta truly held.
Those standing near Carlotta at that mont were even more shocked, because clearly, Carlotta’s strength was peak tier Resonator, nothing like the so-called apprentice others described.
Although, even a peak tier Resonator shouldn’t be able to kill a Weaver.
As Golden Lion and the others drew closer, Golden Lion suddenly furrowed his browsers, sensing Carlotta’s current displayed cultivation level. Then, an uncontrollable look of astonishnt spread across his face.
"Did you see that? I’ve witnessed sothing incomprehensible. Carlotta White’s strength: what’s going on? How can I see her as a peak tier Resonator?"
Golden Lion asked in shock.
Elisa tilted her head, her cute face also showed confusion, "What I see is the sa as you."
Horan said grimly, "Don’t tell she’s actually this strong. She’s clearly capable of fighting a middle tier Weaver. If she’s just a peak tier Resonator, how terrifying must her potential be?"
Hearing Horan’s words, Golden Lion and Elisa both felt a sinking sensation. They had already positioned themselves against Carlotta, and naturally didn’t want to see this enemy grow stronger, otherwise, she’d beco a trendous threat.
If she could already fight a middle tier Weaver as a peak tier Resonator, what would happen once she beca a Weaver herself, or even advanced further down the Weaver path?
At that thought, Golden Lion and the others’ eyes instantly flashed with murderous intent.
What they didn’t know was that even when Carlotta fought middle tier Weavers, she wasn’t yet a peak tier Resonator.
"Kill!"
Horan struck first. Among the three, he was the weakest, so his sense of crisis was the strongest. He refused to let Carlotta grow stronger.
As a practitioner of Transformation Magic, with a single roar, he transford into an enormous giant dragon.
Dark scales, one after another, appear as if cast from steel. His massive wings spread out, nearly blocking the entire sky. With a single swing of his tail in midair, a terrifying gale erupted, filling the heavens and earth with piercing howls.
When Horan transford into a dragon circling high above, the entire Island One erupted into chaos. Countless people gasped in shock.
"It’s him, Horan Freck! He’s from the Kingdom of Avikar. Rumor says he’s sworn brothers with their king. His status is extraordinary."
Many people shouted, recognized Horan.
Compared to the relatively unknown Carlotta, Horan’s fa was extrely high, nearly universally known.
Now transford into a dragon, his aura spread across the battlefield, terrifying and boundless. The oppressive pressure made many below gasp for breath.
The dragon-ford Horan wasted no ti attacking Carlotta. He opened his maw and spewed scorching flas. The searing blaze turned the sky crimson, and the temperature across Island One seed to rise instantly.
Seeing this, Carlotta imdiately swung her sword forward, raising her hand to unleash the Goddess of Harvest, causing vast fields of rice paddies to appear in midair.
Almost imdiately the paddies appeared, the thousands of rice ears split open, releasing stored golden light. Intense sword beams seed to absorb all light from heaven and earth, bursting forth across the sky in an instant.
Sword light clashed violently with fla. A thunderous boom exploded, echoing across heaven and earth. Thick light and fire painted the entire sky.
"Roar!"
Horan roared. With a flap of his wings, he pierced through the entangled light and fire, charging forward with overwhelming force, like a mountain crushing down, exuding extre pressure.
Around Carlotta, one after another of herself manifested, each clad in armor, charging alongside her towards Horan.
In that instant, the Goddess of War was unleashed, instantly dragging Horan into an endless battlefield, forcing him to face an infinite army.
"It’s her!"
Many shouted in shock, recognizing the technique Carlotta used, sothing they’d seen before inside the Tower of Babel.
Their shout caused many nearby to instinctively turn and ask what was happening.
These people’s explanation was simple.
Soone had used this technique before, attacking as a Resonator, and killing a Weaver. The Weaver killed was Lucas of chanical Fortress.
They exchanged information rapidly, sentence by sentence, quickly clarifying the matter, causing many to turn pale.
Among the crowd happened to be people from chanical Fortress, originally just watching the spectacle, never expecting this incident involving their side. Upon hearing that Lord Lucas Castro had already died, those from chanical Fortress who heard the exchange were devastated, their faces a mix of shock and fury.
At the sa ti, Horan, trapped within the Goddess of War’s space, had no idea how long he’d already been inside.
This wasn’t his first ti entering this space. Last ti, Carlotta had dragged him in too, but back then, Carlotta was a middle tier Resonator. Although the space had ntally trapped Horan for a long ti, she ultimately couldn’t defeat him. He broke free, erged completely unhard.
But today was not that day!
Horan discovered that within the Goddess of War’s space, the soldiers had grown far stronger. They employed diverse techniques, not only magic and knight skills, but even so thods he couldn’t comprehend.
Then, one month, two months... one year, two years...
Horan completely lost his sense of ti, deeply trapped within the Goddess of War’s space. Over this endless span, he grew weary, broken, numb.
To the outside world, this extended ti passed in rely an instant.
By the ti Carlotta swung her sword and charged before Horan, he no longer had the strength to resist. He finally erged from that endless, blood-soaked world, but he didn’t know how much ti had passed. The long years had left him numb, unsure of what to do.
He could only watch helplessly as she approached, as Carlotta transford into a streak of sword light, crashing with a thunderous boom straight through his forehead, tearing open a gash from the back of his skull, and shooting out, trailing splattered blood.
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