Chapter 2369 Nausica’s First Login <TOC> Chapter 2371 Water of Forging
Translator: SumTLMan
As Nausica recounted her experiences in rapid succession, Reynolds stood there, dumbfounded, taking in everything around him.
Before, when Angel mentioned taking him to see Nausica, he thought it meant wandering through the mists, eventually finding her in some dark, gloomy place.
But reality was nothing like he had imagined.
Instead, he found himself reunited with Nausica on the bustling streets of a dreamlike city, the likes of which he had never seen before.
To him, it all felt like a dream.
One moment he was sinking into the dim, lightless darkness, and the next, he found himself on the bustling streets of a vibrant city. The stark contrast, the intense disparity.
In Reynolds’ daze, Nausica had already brought her tale to a close, from her own perspective.
After finishing, Nausica looked at Reynolds, “I always thought Reynolds was dead because he even gave me his weapon. Thankfully, thankfully, he’s alright.”
Nausica let out a long sigh of relief, her eyes filled with gratitude.
“He might not be alright, his situation in reality is… when we found him, only his soul remained, his body nowhere to be found,” Nisi said.
“Reynolds is now a soul?” Nausica was stunned for a moment, instinctively reaching out to pinch Reynolds, yet the tactile feedback was just like that of a normal body.
“This is the Wilderness of Dreams, his body here is constructed based on the laws of this place. Your body is the same, not your physical body from the outside world,” Angel explained, noticing Nausica’s confusion.
“So, the bodies in this world are constructed virtual consciousness entities? As long as one can enter, even a soul can construct a corresponding body?”
Angel replied, “That’s one way to understand it. It’s like your own body, but not the one from reality.”
Nausica frowned, somewhat incredulous, “Doesn’t that mean, as long as there’s a conscious entity here, it’s a form of immortality?”
“For those truly seeking immortality, this place is nothing but a cage,” Angel answered directly, as he himself was unsure if the residents of this Dream Realm could be considered immortal. Moreover, since the Wilderness of Dreams came into existence, it hasn’t even been five centuries, hardly qualifying to discuss the matter of immortality.
Nausica sighed softly, “Indeed, immortality isn’t just about the undying nature of life; it also requires the strength to remain unaffected by external forces. Even so, this world is still terrifying… Is this the world of formal wizards? I had never heard of it before.”
Angel remained silent… In fact, this has little to do with being a formal wizard. Currently, in the Wilderness of Dreams, there are only a few formal wizards, and most are actually mortals.
Should he explain? But explaining seemed somewhat like boasting.
“In the world of formal wizards? Don’t just make things up. This Wilderness of Dreams is currently only accessible through our Savage Grottoes, and it’s only been around for a bit of time. You could be considered an early user,” Nisi remarked, not mentioning that the Wilderness of Dreams was actually created by Angel, mainly for Reynolds, whose background and stance were still unknown.
“Is that so?” Nausica was startled by this information.
“These are all digressions, we’ll have the opportunity to discuss them in detail later. You mentioned earlier that Reynolds gave you a weapon?” Angel inquired.
Nausica’s account was largely similar to what Reynolds had described, except for some differences in detail.
However, when it came to their escape from the laboratory, Nausica’s story contained noticeably more information. By that time, Reynolds’ memory had become chaotic, shattered into fragments that couldn’t be pieced together.
This included the weapon Reynolds mentioned.
Reynolds had said he used “that weapon” to stop a magical creature’s offspring, left by Number 17, from tracking them. At the time, Angel and Nisi wanted to ask about the weapon, but Reynolds could only remember that it was usually wrapped around his soul form, and he had no idea where the weapon was now.
They had thought the weapon was in the other half of the severed consciousness, but to their surprise, Nausica mentioned that the weapon was with her.
“Yes, he threw the weapon to me at the last moment,” Nausica confirmed.
She briefly explained that in the final moments, after Reynolds used the weapon to drive the magical creature into the ocean abyss, he entered a ** phase, thinking he was about to die, so he threw the weapon to Nausica, who was being swept away by the current.
“What is this weapon that can be nurtured within the soul?” Nisi asked curiously, hearing of such a thing for the first time.
“I don’t know either. I saw a symbol in the laboratory before, but I forgot as soon as I turned my head,” Nausica was somewhat confused.
Nisi said, “It’s soul script, it’s normal not to remember. What I mean is, what does the weapon look like, and how powerful is it?”
“It’s a Chain, and its power is… very strong,” Nausica said. “After I drifted to the Ghost Shipyard Island, if it weren’t for this chain, I probably wouldn’t have been able to deal with those petty pirates for a while. However, using it comes at a great cost, not only consuming the power of the soul but also absorbing the magic from my magic source.”
Reynolds wondered, “I remember when I used it, it only consumed a very small amount of energy?”
“Perhaps it’s because Reynolds is the owner of the chain. The specific situation, I need to study it further after seeing it.”
As Nisi said this, he fell into deep thought, feeling that this weapon might be the reason Totoro had sent him here.
While Nisi was silent, Nausica looked at Angel with a hint of plea and urgency in her eyes.
Although Nausica didn’t say it outright, Angel understood her meaning: “I understand, I’ll hurry over as soon as I can, and the Renko you mentioned… I also hope he can survive.”
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Ghost Shipyard Island.
When Nausica opened her eyes, she immediately heard the rustling whispers surrounding her.
Looking up, she saw a few doctors nearby discussing whether to open the window to allow others to see Renko for one last time.
The reason they considered opening the window, rather than the door, was because Nausica was slumped in front of the door, unconscious. Not wanting to disturb her, they thought of an alternative method, allowing people on the ship to see Renko through the window.
However, they hesitated, as the window opened outward. To actually allow others to see Renko from outside, a three-tiered ladder would need to be constructed. This was quite dangerous, and only one person could go up at a time.
“There’s no need for them to go through the window.” While they were whispering among themselves, a hoarse female voice came from behind them.
Turning around, they saw Nausica had already stood up.
“Lady Asbay, you’re awake?” The reason for the question was because Nausica had only closed her eyes to rest for about ten minutes, which hardly counted as a nap.
“Did our voices disturb you?” The doctors, who had been speaking in low tones, showed a look of apology on their faces.
Nausica shook her head: “It didn’t disturb me, I wasn’t really asleep, just…”
Mid-sentence, Nausica didn’t know how to explain herself and instead changed her statement: “I closed my eyes to recuperate for a bit, and now I’m almost fully recovered.”
“Should we open the door to let them in then?” someone suggested.
Nausica didn’t immediately respond but looked towards Little Flea that was still bustling around Renko, clearly not ready to give up on saving him.
The others noticed Nausica’s gaze and after a moment of silence said, “We’ve already asked Little Flea, and he didn’t respond.”
Initially, Little Flea was adamantly opposed, but now his silence indicated a certain resignation, perhaps understanding that there was no saving Mr. Renko.
Nausica withdrew her gaze and said softly, “Let’s not rush, wait a bit longer.”
The group exchanged looks, unsure of what they were waiting for. But since Nausica, a being of extraordinary capabilities, had spoken, they didn’t dare to object. They nodded and moved aside to tend to the injuries of Birch and Captain Barlow.
Nausica, meanwhile, walked to the window and gazed through the glass at the mist floating in the sky outside, remaining silent.
Time slowly passed.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes… Renko’s complexion visibly paled at a rate noticeable to the naked eye, his lips began to turn black and blue, and his body temperature gradually decreased.
It was clear to everyone that Renko wouldn’t last much longer. They intended to let others come in to see Renko one last time, but since Nausica hadn’t spoken, they could only watch helplessly and sorrowfully as the knight on the bed was slowly dragged into the oblivion of death.
Thirty minutes later, Little Flea slowly approached Nausica and said in a low voice, “Shall we let them in?”
Nausica didn’t turn around but continued to look out the window.
Approximately half a minute later, Nausica’s eyes suddenly lit up, and she stood up abruptly, pushing open the window.
Everyone was startled by her actions, unsure of what had happened.
“They’re here. They’ve arrived!” Nausica exclaimed with joy, looking at a streak of light in the mist.
“Who’s arrived?” While everyone was puzzled, a series of exclamations came from outside the window, which seemed to be from the crew of the Moonlight Toucan.
But why would they emit such exclamations?
As the people in the room were confused, a streak of light suddenly stopped outside the window. The wind that burst forth made the items inside the window creak.
Only when the wind facing them became a bit milder did they dare to sneak a peek outside.
The so-called streak of light outside was actually a gigantic beast with eyes as if flames were burning within! Its body and fierce claws resembled that of a lion, while its head and wings were like those of a mighty eagle.
Its mane shimmered with firelight, distorting the surrounding air with its heat.
As they recoiled in shock from the beast, it deflated like a leaking balloon, rapidly shrinking until it became a seemingly harmless little bird.
It was only after it had shrunk that everyone noticed several figures standing behind it.
With a light leap, they entered the room.
“Lord Byron, Lord Pat, it’s wonderful, you’ve finally arrived,” Nausica greeted the newcomers excitedly. Although Nausica usually addressed Angel informally, she maintained a respectful formality in the presence of others.
Angel smiled and nodded at Nausica. Although he had already seen Nausica in the Wilderness of Dreams, seeing her in reality truly put his mind at ease.
However, the real-life Nausica took Angel by surprise.
Her body was covered in open wounds, and her clothes were stained with blood, especially her right hand. The prosthetic that Angel had custom-made for her was now 90% damaged, with only a few metal wires still clinging to it.
Angel had never seen Nausica in such a dire state, not even during the toughest battles of the Novastar Competition.
Moreover, Angel noticed the exhaustion in Nausica’s spirit and the condensation of magical power around her.
The injuries were not just external but internal as well.
Angel took out two potion bottles from his bracelet, one a regular potion bottle filled with a milky liquid, and the other a more exquisite triangular flask with a silver handle on the cork and a silver-white metal chain, containing a light green liquid.
“The white one is the Luminous Velvet Potion, and the light green one is the Rhythm of Lawlessness,” Angel handed the two potions to Nausica.
Nausica took the Rhythm of Lawlessness but pushed the Luminous Velvet Potion back to Angel.
“My physical injuries are not severe; let’s not waste it.”
The Luminous Velvet Potion is a remedy for external injuries, capable of hastening the healing process. On the other hand, the Rhythm of Lawlessness can restore a certain amount of mental power damage.
Among these, the Luminous Velvet Potion is quite affordable, whereas the Rhythm of Lawlessness is exceedingly expensive. Nausica’s acceptance of the costly Rhythm of Lawlessness, instead opting out of the Luminous Velvet Potion, reveals her sincerity in not needing the Luminous Velvet Potion, rather than merely being polite to Angel.
Angel, without further ado, nods and puts away the Luminous Velvet Potion.
Nausica immediately secures the Rhythm of Lawlessness, as consuming such a mental power potion is best done without disturbances, making the present moment unsuitable. After storing the Rhythm of Lawlessness, she leads Angel and the others to Renko’s side.
Due to the startling manner of Angel and his companions’ arrival, even though they had concealed their aura, the attending physicians dared not approach. As they moved closer, the physicians retreated and dispersed.
Little Flea, pushed to the back, was secretly observing the newcomers.
A handsome young man, a hunchbacked elder, and a man with a semi-transparent body floating in the air.
Who are they? Friends of Lady Asbay, perhaps?
While Little Flea pondered in secret, Angel began examining Renko, who was encased in ice.
From Angel’s actions, the others inferred his intentions.
At this moment, everyone fell silent, their eyes shimmering with hope. Could this esteemed individual, revered by Lady Asbay, save Mr. Renko?
After a while, Angel withdrew his hand from the ice, not speaking immediately but instead looking towards Nisi.
“Wizard Nisi what do you think of his condition?”
Nisi: “His soul’s strength is stronger than that of the average person. After death, he should be able to condense a soul body. However, judging by his mental power values, he hasn’t reached the standard of a talented individual, but he’s close. For a non-talented individual to condense a soul body is no small feat.”
Angel: “I didn’t ask about what happens after his death.”
Nisi shrugged: “Then I have nothing to say.”
Upon hearing Nisi’s words, everyone’s heart sank. Did the elder mean to say that only post-mortem matters were worth discussing, implying all hope was lost for the living?
A sorrowful atmosphere began to permeate the air.
However, in the next moment, Nisi’s words swiftly dispelled this mood.
“Reviving him is so simple, what’s there to talk about? It’s better to let him die. If he becomes a soul, I might just take him back to the Valley of Souls. Living is really quite meaningless.”
Chapter 2369 Nausica’s First Login <TOC> Chapter 2371 Water of Forging