Chapter 102 The Third Energy Level <TOC> Chapter 104 Dragon and Tiger Astral Specter
Translator: SumTLMan
Deprived of his vision, touch, hearing, smell, and pain senses, Pilate’s world became the purest darkness.
If it weren’t for his ability to control his body, he would have thought he was already dead.
His psychic energy was nearly exhausted, and he collapsed to the ground, trembling slightly, awaiting death’s arrival.
Suddenly, his senses returned; light pierced the darkness, making it difficult for him to open his eyes, and excruciating pain tore through his entire body.
This terrible sensation brought Pilate a perverse sense of elation, as he believed it to be proof that he was still alive.
After regaining his vision, the first thing he saw was the massive wolf head of Aernir.
Having spent decades with Aernir, Pilate immediately recognized the pained expression on the wolf’s face.
It must have been tortured before its death.
Pilate shook his splitting head. High-level awakened beings possessed incredible vitality, but correspondingly, if their psychic energy was depleted, they would become extremely weak.
With great difficulty, he raised his head to look at the two people standing before him.
“Divers, how many of you are there?”
Pilate evidently assumed that Li Mei and the other person he had encountered earlier were also divers; otherwise, it was hard to imagine Eastern Xia collaborating with the Shen Clan.
He even thought that Fei Lian was a diver, as cultivating such a formidable psychic creature was no easy feat. Aernir was also transformed into a powerful psychic creature by the Soul Cult after consuming vast resources.
As for the Soul Cult, some important figures must have been replaced by divers; otherwise, these divers couldn’t possibly have known the inner workings of the Soul Cult so intimately.
His heart was filled with dread. According to the Soul Cult’s internal records, no more than thirty divers had escaped during that incident. To seize an awakened being’s body, a diver would need at least a fourth-level ability.
Could it be that these divers had found a way to open the passage to the Source Ocean?
Li Mu picked up a stone, weighed it in his palm, and slapped it directly onto Pilate’s face, knocking him to the ground.
He used air manipulation, making the force of the blow anything but gentle. Blood gushed from Pilate’s nose.
“Now is not the time for you to ask questions.”
Li Mu was secretly astonished, the stone in his hand had turned to dust, and his full-strength blow had only caused the energy-depleted Pilate to bleed a little from his nose. The terror of the third energy level was evident.
“Don’t be too brutal, Li Mu, be more civilized.”
Tippolava Momo shrugged, grabbed Pilate’s hair, and hoisted him up:
“What exactly is the Soul Cult planning to do, and where have all you third energy level bishops secretly gathered?”
Pilate didn’t speak, he just closed his eyes and recited the scriptures of the Soul Lord.
“You can’t seriously believe that reciting a scripture will summon Dalopitda to save you.”
Tippolava Momo said discontentedly.
Directly accessing the memory of a third energy level awakened individual is extremely dangerous. This is because their souls are already incredibly powerful, containing vast amounts of information. It is easy to be lured into the depths during the process and end up capsizing in the gutter.
However, as an expert in souls, he had plenty of ways to make Pilate talk.
Purple psychic energy spread from his palm, transforming into a python that slithered into Pilate’s body.
Pilate immediately let out a miserable scream as waves of intense pain surged from the depths of his soul like a tide.
It was as if all the nerves in his body had been stripped away and soaked in sulfuric acid.
Pilate wished he could pass out, but Tippolava Momo wouldn’t let him off so easily. He kept him conscious and amplified the pain signals.
“I suggest you confess sooner rather than later. Fearless persistence will only cause you more suffering. Once your willpower reaches its limit, I can still hypnotize you into revealing everything.”
Tippolava Momo snapped his fingers, and the purple psychic energy transformed into a luxurious sofa, which he reclined on.
The illusions he created were not as stable as the psychic energy bullets manifested by Li Mei, and had slight fluctuations and instability.
Pilate’s face turned red, his facial muscles bulging and sweat pouring out like syrup. His body arched, convulsing on the ground. His veins ruptured amidst the intense contraction and expansion, revealing bluish-purple lines under the skin.
After enduring for more than half an hour, he finally couldn’t take it anymore and, like a drowned man, begged Tippolava Momo for mercy.
Tippolava Momo withdrew his psychic energy, crouched down, and examined Pilate.
“Bishop, few people can endure as long as you did. Now, tell me everything you know.”
“The Holy Priest calculated that the Divine Land submerged in the Source Ocean will soon rise from the deepest part of the ocean to a depth accessible by the second energy level.”
Pilate shuddered as he spoke.
Seeing Li Mu’s confusion, Tippolava Momo explained:
“After reaching the first energy level, the awakened can create a personal space in the void. This space is different from imaginary spaces, as living beings can exist within it. However, such small spaces are highly unstable and can collapse under intense impact. They also cannot establish a complete ecological cycle. Not all first-level awakened individuals do this because it puts a heavy burden on them, and the created space isn’t particularly useful.”
Li Mu perked up his ears.
“After transcending the energy level and becoming an olden day lord, the space will be further perfected. To what extent it is perfected depends on the abilities of the lord.
The Holy Son of the Soul Cult is actually a part of Dalopitcha descending into a human body. The Holy Son, who carries the power of an olden day lord, could potentially create a semi-finished Divine Land.”
Tippolava Momo squinted his eyes as he spoke, finally understanding the goal of the Soul Cult.
“The World-Ending Dragon resides within the Divine Land created by the Holy Son. In addition, the Divine Land contains the Holy Son’s remains, a large number of resources and weapons, and the temple of the Soul Lord.”
After Pilate’s psychological defenses were broken, he spilled everything he knew like a bamboo tube pouring out beans.
“The World-Ending Dragon was severely wounded in its battle with the Xia person. Trapped within the Divine Land, it could only project itself into human consciousness through dreams, drawing power from their fear. In order to expedite its recovery, the Holy Priest lured a large number of ascendants, delving deep into the Source Ocean to feed it, hoping it could regain its strength and lift the entire Divine Land out of the Source Ocean.”
Chapter 102 The Third Energy Level <TOC> Chapter 104 Dragon and Tiger Astral Specter