Chapter 2306 Layer of Rhythmic Beat <TOC> Chapter 2308 Sharing the Power
Translator: SumTLMan
Even Sumesh could directly sense it, which sufficiently indicates the terrifyingly high compatibility of the other party.
“Is it someone with a high compatibility with the power?” Sanders, who had also thought of this, turned his head towards the direction Sumesh was pointing at: “That direction… seems to be where the Mother Tree is?”
Currently, in the Wilderness of Dreams, there are three cities. Initial Heart City is primarily inhabited by natives of the Dream Realm, the New City is still under construction and is expected to become a City of Wizards, and there is a place barely qualifying as a city, which is a gathering place for Dream Plant Fairies near the Mother Tree. These three cities are situated in three completely different directions.
Originally, Sanders thought it might be someone from Initial Heart City or the New City, but now it seems more likely to be one of the Dream Plant Fairies?
Can Dream Plant Fairies also bear powers?
While Sanders was pondering this in silence, on the other side, Freud simply explained the issue of power compatibility to Sumesh, who, after listening, expressed his surprise: “Does that mean someone in that direction can also bear my Layer of Rhythmic Beat power?”
“It could be said that way.”
“Why does it feel like anyone could use this power…” Sumesh whispered to himself, then asked, “Who could it be?”
“Since it’s in the direction of the Mother Tree, it should probably be a Dream Plant Fairy,” Freud paused for a moment: “If it’s a Dream Plant Fairy, then there’s no need to worry about it.”
Because a key power like the Layer of Rhythmic Beat could not possibly be entrusted to Dream Plant Fairies.
Just like the case with Raphaella before, her compatibility with the “Tree Civilization” power was extremely high, but the Tree Civilization is a key power related to the development of the entire Wilderness of Dreams, and Angel would not casually delegate this power to her.
Even less so to a Dream Plant Fairy.
However, not long after Freud finished speaking, they heard Angel’s voice.
“It’s not a Dream Plant Fairy.” Angel stopped observing the Power Tree and opened his eyes to speak.
“If it’s not a Dream Plant Fairy, then who could it be?”
Amidst everyone’s curious gazes, Angel did not give a direct answer but smiled mysteriously: “How about I take you there to see for yourself?”
Although Angel did not reveal any details, from what he said, everyone could sense that the person might be someone they knew well.
“Then let’s go take a look.” Rhine made the decision on the spot, and naturally, no one objected.
All of them vanished simultaneously and soon re-entered the Wilderness of Dreams, but this time, they arrived not in the fog-covered wilderness but in a lush forest.
The trees around them were much taller than the usual ones, with dense foliage that blocked much of the sunlight. The entire forest felt gloomy and damp, but above all, it was the silence that struck everyone the most.
Although the distance to the Mother Tree was still considerable, Freud couldn’t help but wonder why there were no signs of the Dream Plant Fairies in this area, which was supposedly under the Mother Tree’s vigilant watch. The silence around them was profound, devoid of any trace of the Dream Plant Fairies’ presence.
“Well, it’s unusually quiet here,” Rhine agreed.
However, shortly after Rhine’s observation, a sound shattered the serene silence of the dense forest.
Initially, the sound was so faint that it was hard to discern its nature, prompting the group to follow its source. As they drew closer, the sound became increasingly distinct.
Munch——munch——crack——crack——
After walking for about several meters, they could clearly hear the sound of something being chewed.
“This sounds like… a beast is… chewing on food,” Freud hesitated for a moment before finally voicing the thought that had been stuck in his throat.
The “munching” sounded like the sticky noise of saliva, while the “crack” resembled the crisp sound of breaking branches.
Freud’s comment seemed to spark a realization in Rhine, who turned to look at Angel.
Angel and Sanders, who possessed the power to sense energies, were exchanging glances, clearly having detected something and now confirming their findings with each other.
With a slight nod from Angel, the group proceeded forward.
Circling around a tall tree and moving further in, they encountered a massive lump covered in purple fabric, wriggling in their direction.
In front of this purple lump, a wisp of smoke was rising, resembling the smoke from a flame. However, the lump’s sheer size obscured everyone’s view.
“What is this?!” Sumesh exclaimed in surprise.
Sumesh’s exclamation seemed to catch the attention of the lump ahead, which slowly turned around to reveal a face that was disproportionately large.
With big wavy hair, heavy make-up, and fiery red lips shining with a slick sheen, droplets of saliva glistening at the corner of her mouth.
“Gloria!” Sumesh immediately recognized the face and the name sprang to his mind.
This ton-heavy demon queen was none other than “Diamond Barbie” Gloria!
At that moment, Sumesh also came back to his senses. The purple lump he had seen earlier was not some otherworldly monster but rather the back of Gloria’s thigh.
Gloria: “You are… Sumesh? Eh, how did you all get here?”
Previously, Gloria had been bending over, and as she spoke, she stood up, her figure towering like a mountain of flesh, her height comparable to the trees beside her.
As Gloria stood up, the group also caught sight of something smoking in front of her.
It turned out to be a campfire, over which a pot was placed. The pot contained a strange and mysterious broth, within which branches could be seen. The “crackling” sound they had heard earlier was indeed the sound of these branches breaking.
Beside the pot were various spices and some flower petals.
“Gloria, what are you doing?” Rhine asked curiously, looking into the pot.
Gloria gestured to a spot next to the fire: “Since you’ve come at just the right time, why don’t you sit down and join me? I’ve just stewed a pot of soup.”
An invitation to enjoy Gloria’s cooking was worth its weight in gold in the outside world, and naturally, they could not refuse, even though they did not yet know what the soup was made of.
After sitting around the campfire, Gloria briefly introduced the soup.
The soup was made from various exotic flowers and herbs she had collected along her journey, which she had experimented with to determine their effects before stewing them into a medicinal herbal soup.
“So it’s a medicinal herbal soup. I thought you were cooking a Dream Plant Fairy,” Freud whispered.
Gloria raised an eyebrow: “Actually, there are parts of a Dream Plant Fairy in it.”
Under Freud’s shocked gaze, Gloria slowly explained: “However, it’s the nectar, leaves, and petals I exchanged with the Dream Plant Fairy. That plate of petals in front of you comes from a Dream Plant Fairy that looks like a pink eggplant flower.”
If it was just an exchange, then that was fine… Freud breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn’t opposed to the idea of consuming Dream Plant Fairies; it was just that a member of the Sin Hunters had almost killed a Dream Plant Fairy for certain reasons, leading to the leader of the Dream Plant Fairies, Vine Banshee, sending a humanoid youth to the Sin Hunters. That youth nearly caused the collapse of the Sin Hunters by himself.
Fortunately, Vine Banshee still adhered to the will of the Mother Tree and didn’t kill them outright, or else that Sin Hunters team might have been wiped out.
Because of such incidents, Freud was particularly sensitive to these matters.
“Is this considered a witch soup?” Freud asked curiously, looking at the thick, fragrant soup in the pot.
Upon hearing the term “witch soup,” Gloria visibly showed a trace of disdain: “Of course not. Don’t compare that disgusting thing to my medicinal soup.”
Probably only Gloria would dare to bluntly criticize witch soup as disgusting. And it could only be Gloria, because when she made such statements, those alchemists who brewed witch soup couldn’t argue back. ——After all, currently, the only one who could balance medicinal efficacy with delicious taste in a medicinal soup was Gloria. And Gloria would never admit that her medicinal soup was a witch soup.
While ladling soup to everyone, Gloria remarked, “This time, you guys got lucky.”
As everyone enjoyed their soup, Sanders inquired, “How did you end up here?”
Gloria rolled her eyes in annoyance and retorted, “That’s the question I should be asking you. How come you’re asking me first?”
Despite saying this, Gloria went on to explain why she was there.
“I’m here mainly because Liana asked me to.”
Upon hearing this, especially the mention of Liana, those from the Savage Grottoes could somewhat guess the continuation of the story.
As expected, it indeed had something to do with the Tea Party.
With the Tea Party approaching, Liana hoped Gloria would help prepare some delicacies. Gloria had agreed readily, mainly because she didn’t plan to do the cooking herself; she intended to have Azaz stand in for her.
During this period, Liana also entrusted Gloria with another task: to look for any special ingredients native to the Wilderness of Dreams. If any were found, they could be used to prepare some local delicacies.
Gloria was quite in favor of this suggestion, as she enjoyed discovering new ingredients. Even without Liana’s request, she had been frequently interacting with the Dream Plant Fairies in the wild, searching for ingredients that could be used in cooking.
Initially, Gloria didn’t need to visit the location of the Mother Tree; searching near the New City would have sufficed. However, Liana somehow learned that near the Mother Tree, within the city of the Dream Plant Fairies, there was a leader-level Tree Man with silver skin who had grown a magical golden apple with a sweet fragrance.
The Golden Apple… Upon hearing about it, Gloria’s eyes lit up, convinced it was some extraordinary ingredient. As a “gourmet hunter,” she set out on her journey.
Along the way, she also looked for other potential ingredients.
With the vehicle and resources provided by Liana, Gloria searched for ingredients while heading towards the Mother Tree’s location, arriving there in just a few days.
After finishing her explanation, Gloria turned to Angel and asked, “Is that thing about the golden apple true?”
Angel nodded, “Yes, there is a Tree Man with silver skin that has grown a golden fruit. I don’t know if it’s a golden apple, but I think even if you meet it, you might not be able to obtain it.”
That Tree Man was one Angel had personally witnessed being born, belonging to the pinnacle of existences among the Dream Plant Fairies.
Given Gloria’s current strength in the Wilderness of Dreams, Angel doubted she could confront that Tree Man.
Or to put it another way, there were hardly a few in the entire Wilderness of Dreams who could confront that Tree Man, let alone a gourmet witch who was not adept at combat.
Gloria seemed to guess some of the situation but remained optimistic: “Let’s go see it. Maybe its fruit is like snake skin, having stored many. I’ve brought the resources given by Liana; if I can exchange for it, I’m willing to pay a bit more.”
Given the Dream Conch, even the most expensive resources are not spared.
Angel was well aware that the golden fruit of the Tree Spirit was the essence of its life advancement and could not possibly be exchanged with Gloria, but since Gloria was determined to go, Angel no longer dissuaded her.
After all, Gloria was only looking for ingredients. Even if she couldn’t obtain the golden apple, the Dream Plant Fairies near the Mother Tree were not only abundant but also of very high quality. Perhaps she could indeed find some decent ingredients there.
Gloria said, “I’ve finished speaking, now it’s your turn. Why did you suddenly come to find me?”
Initially, Gloria thought Angel had come to stop her from seeking the golden apple, but from the conversation, she realized Angel was unaware of this matter, which puzzled her.
It couldn’t be that Toby had encountered trouble again, could it? Gloria felt it was unlikely. If Toby had indeed been in trouble, it wouldn’t have warranted such a large group to come.
Gloria’s inquiry snapped Freud, who had been indulging in the delicious medicinal soup, back to reality: Right, their visit this time was specifically to meet the person with a high compatibility with the Layer of Rhythmic Beat.
Freud turned his head sharply towards Angel with a silent query: “Could it be Lady Gloria?”
Angel nodded slightly.
As for Sanders and Rhine, they had guessed it upon seeing Gloria.
What allowed Gloria to step into the realm of true knowledge? Creation magic.
Creation magic, meaning to create life. Although it’s not creating life in the absolute sense, it belongs to the kind of magic that’s just a step away from entering the miraculous domain.
Even Toby was created by Gloria.
Therefore, if anyone is most familiar with the domain of life’s inception, it’s undoubtedly Gloria.
Gloria’s high compatibility with the Layer of Rhythmic Beat power is also understandable.
It could even be said that if it wasn’t Sumesh who inherited the Layer of Rhythmic Beat power initially but Gloria, she wouldn’t have been as naive as Sumesh. Perhaps with the inheritance of the power, she could have created life on the spot.
This is Gloria’s talent.
Thinking this, Rhine and Sanders couldn’t help but look at Sumesh and then simultaneously sighed.
Although they said nothing, Sumesh vaguely… understood.
“We came here, actually because…” Angel explained the reason for their visit. To Angel, Gloria was the closest witch to him in the Wizarding World, aside from Sanders, so telling her the truth was not a problem.
After hearing Angel’s words, Gloria didn’t pay attention to anything else, her entire focus was on: “You can already create life in the Dream Realm with your new power?”
Angel, with a hint of resignation in his voice, clarified, “It wasn’t my creation; I merely facilitated its existence…”
Before Angel could finish his thought, Gloria, her eyes sparkling with an intense curiosity that bordered on the otherworldly, eagerly interrupted, “Then conjure one for us to see!”
Angel sensed an odd, almost ethereal drift in Gloria’s gaze, yet after a moment’s contemplation, he decided to proceed. Utilizing the Power Tree, he manipulated the Layer of Rhythmic Beat to create several creatures from the Dream Realm.
As expected, the creatures took the form of fungi.
No sooner had a large mushroom, adorned with a vivid red spot, materialized in Angel’s hand than a large, almost phantasmal hand swept past. By the time Angel regained his bearings, the mushroom had already found a new home in the palm of Gloria’s hand.
Then, in the next instant.
Gloria pursed her fiery red lips and revealed her gleaming, sharp teeth…
Chapter 2306 Layer of Rhythmic Beat <TOC> Chapter 2308 Sharing the Power