Once Jeremy and Ritchie had adequately prepared themselves, Jeremy promptly initiated his summoning ritual.
He placed the Longsword of the Undying beside him, then closed his eyes and positioned his hands on the ground.
Spirit summoning, by its very nature, is exceedingly perilous, therefore, during the process, the practitioner must ensure that their mind remains utterly serene and free from any tumultuous thoughts.
At this mont, Jeremy's objective was to achieve complete tranquility within himself.
After a period of preparation, Jeremy felt that his mind was devoid of any distracting thoughts.
Thus, he comnced with his summoning endeavor.
As the spirit summoning began, Ritchie could see the fragnted souls from the Cetery of Giants rushing toward Jeremy.
Under normal circumstances, Ritchie would have employed his shadow manipulation skills to prevent these soul fragnts from reaching him.
However, at this mont, he was resolute in his decision not to intervene in that manner.
For if he were to obstruct these soul fragnts, there was a significant likelihood that Jeremy's summoning would ultimately fail.
A multitude of soul fragnts coalesced before Jeremy, and under his guidance, they ultimately ford the complete soul of a cyclops.
Upon the reergence of the cyclops's soul, Jeremy found himself imrsed in the mories of the cyclops.
The first mory he encountered depicted the cyclopes engaged in a peculiar ritual around a massive foundation.
All of the cyclopes were prostrated on the ground, repeatedly uttering sothing.
Although Jeremy had entered this mory, he could not discern the words spoken by the cyclopes.
Moreover, the incantations seed to possess so arcane power.
Whenever Jeremy intended to focus intently on deciphering the cyclopes' pronunciations, he always felt a dull ache manifesting in his mind, causing the sounds to blur into indistinctness.
The initial mory was rather simplistic, and Jeremy did not glean any valuable information from it.
However, he did not feel disheartened, he simply continued with his summoning practice.
Before long, Jeremy transitioned into the second mory of the cyclops.
In this mory, the foundation of the tower had been completed, and the cyclopes had constructed the initial two or three levels.
However, the number of giants appeared to be significantly diminished compared to before.
It seed that during the process of constructing the tower, the cyclopes had suffered substantial population losses.
The remaining cyclopes continued their arduous labor, yet these beings were far from whole. Each cyclops bore certain imperfections, manifesting as distinct flaws.
At the conclusion of the mory, a cyclops who had lost all four limbs turned its gaze toward Jeremy's direction.
In that fleeting mont of eye contact with the cyclops, Jeremy was suddenly overwheld by a surge of its anguish. Consequently, he was forcibly expelled from that mory.
"The process of the cyclopes constructing the tower must have been excruciating." Jeremy murmured to himself, his face contorted with evident pain.
Under normal circumstances, he would not have felt compelled to utter such a statent, but the tornt he had just experienced was so profound that he felt the need to vocalize it in order to sowhat restore his ntal equilibrium.
Upon hearing Jeremy's words, Ritchie found himself even more perplexed.
"What does this an? What tower are the cyclopes constructing? Could it be that the tower they are building is the Tower of Exile?"
Given that Ritchie had not witnessed the cyclopes' mories himself, his conjecture could only be loosely related to the Tower of Exile.
Jeremy's speculation was quite similar to Ritchie's.
However, Jeremy was not in a hurry to reach a conclusion, as he still had the opportunity to observe two more mories of the cyclopes.
After taking several deep breaths, Jeremy entered the third mory.
In this recollection, the tower had reached an impressive height, so tall that its pinnacle was entirely obscured from view at ground level, and atop the tower, there appeared to be fierce, raging flas.
Just as Jeremy intended to seek additional information within this mory, a trendous sound erupted from the direction of the tower.
The entire structure collapsed in half.
A multitude of stones plumted from the sky, and the surviving cyclopes were once again beset by calamity.
The already sparse population of cyclopes faced further casualties due to these falling debris.
As the tower crumbled, Jeremy suddenly spotted High-Dinsional Data amidst the ruins of the tower.
In that instant of seeing the High-Dinsional Data, he imdiately associated the tower with one of the planners of the apocalypse ga, known as "the White Tower."
Monts after observing the High-Dinsional Data, Jeremy abruptly sensed the ergence of another source of High-Dinsional Data. This new manifestation of High-Dinsional Data appeared directly within the mory of the cyclops.
Suddenly, Jeremy realized that he was likely detected by "the White Tower." prompting him to hastily withdraw from this mory.
The abrupt exit from the mory inflicted imnse pain upon Jeremy.
After resting for a brief mont, he managed to speak to Ritchie with great difficulty.
"I have most likely been discovered by one of the planners of the apocalypse ga! Even within the mory, the White Tower can manipulate High-Dinsional Data. Our subsequent actions must be executed with heightened caution!"
Jeremy's warning not only perplexed Ritchie but also heightened his sense of vigilance.
The fact that High-Dinsional Data could manifest within mories implied that it could appear at any mont in their imdiate vicinity.
"What should we do now? Should we retreat to our original location? I believe that beneath the Dark River, High-Dinsional Data would be unable to find us.
After all, the Soulless Ones once told us that anything entering the Dark River could never erge again. Thus, the Dark River should also provide a shield against High-Dinsional Data."
In response to Ritchie's suggestion, Jeremy shook his head resolutely.
"We cannot only refrain from returning to our previous location, I will not cease my clairvoyance! I must witness the final mory!
I have already learned that the tower experienced a catastrophic collapse during its construction. Furthermore, it is highly likely that during this collapse, one of the planners of the apocalypse ga, known as the White Tower, was born.
This is our first opportunity to uncover the origins of a planner of the apocalypse ga. Therefore, we absolutely cannot abandon this pursuit halfway."
After delivering this statent, Jeremy did not wait for Ritchie's response.
He imdiately plunged into the final mory of the cyclops.
In this last mory, the sky was shrouded in complete darkness. A towering structure extended into the sky, leading to an unknowable realm.
Countless forces descended from directly above the tower.
One eye after another erged from the tower, all focusing their gaze upon Jeremy simultaneously.
In that instant, Jeremy heard a voice that was both familiar and filled him with dread.
"You have finally arrived here! This ti, I will not let you escape, you will surely be annihilated by !"
The voice belonged to one of the planners of the apocalypse ga, the White Tower.
The utterance of these words by the White Tower confird that Jeremy's previous suspicions were entirely accurate.
Unlike before, Jeremy did not hastily exit the mory.
Instead, he rely smiled and gazed in the direction of the tower as he spoke.
"So you were born here, which ans that if I can destroy the Tower of Exile, I can completely annihilate you! The Fool is unlikely to provide you with much assistance.
In the eyes of the Fool, you are rely a character of little significance! Should you fail to complete the tasks he assigns you, he will not hesitate to let you perish."
Jeremy's words infuriated the White Tower.
Countless bolts of lightning and imnse torrents of High-Dinsional Data surged toward Jeremy simultaneously.
However, Jeremy regarded the White Tower's assault with utter disdain.
"You truly are a remarkably easily provoked planner of the apocalypse ga. Do you honestly believe I would patiently wait here for your attack? I will not engage you in this mory, as that would serve no purpose.
I will confront you within the Tower of Exile! I will find you soon enough! Just prepare for your demise!"
After uttering these words, Jeremy voluntarily exited the mory.
Ritchie clearly observed the change in Jeremy's expression and, feeling slightly concerned, inquired.
"Nothing too disastrous occurred, I hope? Did you stumble upon so fortunate event in the mory? Why does your face appear so joyous?"
In response to Ritchie's question, Jeremy quickly replied.
"I indeed encountered so good fortune within the mory. I have finally grasped how the planners of the apocalypse ga co into existence. While I only learned about the birth of one planner.
I believe that the origins of the other planners are sowhat related to the White Tower's ergence. Once we understand their birth processes, we can conceive thods to eliminate them."
Jeremy was genuinely elated.
He had discovered a potential ans to eradicate the planners of the apocalypse ga without relying on the assistance of the World.
As long as he could utilize High-Dinsional Data to return to the mont of the White Tower's birth, he could bring about its total destruction.
The Tower of Exile itself was a realm of chaotic ti and space, and with Jeremy possessing the talent of The King of Ti and Space,
this ant he was the most likely individual to achieve the feat of annihilating the White Tower.
Jeremy's revelations left Ritchie utterly astonished.
Yet Ritchie quickly composed himself and responded, "This is simply marvelous! What should we do next?"
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