Chapter 506 Dream Conch <TOC> Chapter 508 Danger Lurks Everywhere
Translator: SumTLMan
This was a dull, gray heart scale that looked somewhat dark and decaying.
“It’s different from the scales we found, the color has changed,” Cherie paused: “Could it be that the heart scales of each tribe have different colors?”
Cherie’s doubt was answered by Freud.
Freud was hidden inside the Soul Source Flower, and although he couldn’t see the outside world, he could hear the sounds from outside.
“I’ve entered the dreams of the tribe, and I know a bit about the heart scales,” Freud’s voice was somewhat timid, apparently still fearful of Cherie’s earlier display of using the Dusk Fire to burn Isio’s painting.
Cherie looked at the purple flower in Angel’s hand and said: “Tell me.”
Freud originally wanted to show off his abilities, hoping to gain more favor from Angel, so he didn’t hide any information he knew: “The heart scales of the tribe are a symbol of their identity, with different colors according to different ranks, namely gold, silver, white, and gray. However, these color rankings should not have any meaning to us outsiders, right?”
After thinking for a moment, Freud added: “The only meaning might be that we have to find two heart scales of the same color in order to craft a Sword of Mer, and heart scales of different colors cannot be combined into a Sword of Mer.”
Angel took out the golden Sword of Mer and laughed: “I thought the golden one was superior, but it seems it doesn’t really matter.”
After putting away the Sword of Mer, Angel asked Freud: “How did Isio know that I had a Sword of Mer? Is there a secret method to find the Sword of Mer?”
Freud: “Mr. Pat has already crafted the Sword of Mer, right?”
Angel nodded: “That’s right.”
Freud: “Pick up the heart scale from Isio’s body, and you’ll know.”
Angel picked up the gray heart scale with doubt, and as soon as he held it, a strange feeling came from the scale. Angel could clearly feel that there was a mysterious and complete wave on both him and Cherie, and the feedback of this wave was telling the person holding the heart scale the location of the Sword of Mer.
Angel handed the scale to Cherie, who also discovered this wave. A flash of understanding appeared in her eyes, but at the same time, her brow furrowed.
“This heart scale can sense the location of the Sword of Mer?” Cherie asked.
Freud nodded: “That’s right, it has a passive sensing range that can detect the Sword of Mer and other heart scale fluctuations within a hundred meters centered on it.”
“Passive sensing, do you mean it can also actively sense?” Angel asked curiously.
“Indeed, it can actively sense, as long as you attach your mental power to the scale, you can vaguely sense the position of the heart scale or Sword of Mer within a hundred miles.”
Cherie, following Freud’s instructions, attached her mental power to the heart scale and closed her eyes.
After a while, she opened her eyes and said: “I seem to have vaguely sensed the position of some scales, which seem to be in the direction of Arketipo.”
“This function…” Cherie looked at Angel: “it’s almost as if it was made specifically for killing and plundering.”
Angel’s expression also became serious. Not every apprentice is so lucky to directly obtain two heart scales of the same color and use them to craft the Sword of Mer. Just like Isio and Freud, they only got single scales. To craft the Sword of Mer, they must find another scale of the same color or… steal it!
And this function of sensing other scales is like a scanner, a bloody and competitive scanner.
Most importantly, the fluctuations of single heart scales and the Sword of Mer are different. When others try to steal a single heart scale, they have to pray that the scale’s color matches the one they already have. But if they directly plunder the Sword of Mer, there is no such worry.
So, if they have the Sword of Mer and are discovered by others, they will undoubtedly become the focus of competition.
“Sky Mechanical City is really calculating, using this method to eliminate apprentices.” A hint of fighting spirit flashed in Cherie’s eyes.
“The ambush target is unknown, whether the opponent is strong or weak, no one knows, which also makes the outcome uncertain.” Freud paused: “This can also be considered a kind of unfair fairness.”
“An unfair world needs no fairness.” Cherie replied indifferently, and then asked: “So after crafting the Sword of Mer, you can’t sense other people?”
Before Freud could answer, Cherie and Angel both tried, but no matter how they attached their mental power, they couldn’t sense anything.
Freud: “That’s right, after crafting the Sword of Mer, you can’t sense anymore. However, only by crafting the Sword of Mer can you know the location of the Land of Demise. So, although you lose the sensing ability after crafting the Sword of Mer, if you don’t want to sleep forever in the Purification Garden and want to gain freedom, you must craft the Sword of Mer.”
“In other words, to gain freedom, you must search for scales; after crafting the Sword of Mer, you still have to deal with external enemies who want to steal the Sword of Mer for freedom and reach the Land of Demise.” Cherie snorted: “It’s so complicated, it would be better to just throw everyone into a battlefield, chaotic fighting, and the winner takes all.”
Angel shrugged: “As Freud said, perhaps they’re pursuing a kind of fairness in a sense?”
Although Angel said this, he knew very well in his heart: fairness ceased to exist the moment ordinary apprentices were deceived into entering the Purification Garden.
Now, the fairness pursued by the Sky Mechanical City is nothing more than to make it look better on the surface. Under the banner of trials, showing a little mercy to the humble people.
But it’s okay, in such a disqualified world, it at least provides a way for non-elite apprentices to survive.
Even though the chances are slim.
“It seems that we must be prepared for the enemy’s attack,” Angel said, looking at Cherie: “I just tried to put the Sword of Mer into the spatial bracelet, and it didn’t help, I can still feel the fluctuations.”
Cherie said indifferently: “Let them come, there is no difference between ordinary apprentices and elite apprentices to me.”
Angel laughed. Cherie’s strength was indeed formidable, as evidenced by her ability to compete with the giant octopus Arketipo without losing.
As for Angel himself, the fact that he could kill the elite apprentice Isio in an instant was also evident. At worst, if he wanted to run, who could catch up with him? Angel originally had confidence in the Boundless Silence, but the shortcoming of the Boundless Silence was too big, it was too easy to be discovered underwater. Moreover, after these experiences of being discovered continuously, the good card that he had placed high hopes on could only be held for now.
Angel held the single gray scale in his palm: “With this heart scale, we can actually conduct reverse detection, and we don’t have to worry about being ambushed.”
Now there was only one last question: “How to activate the Sword of Mer and find the Land of Demise?”
Freud said: “Let go, just let go, and the Sword of Mer will actively guide the direction.”
Sure enough, when Angel loosened the Sword of Mer according to Freud’s instructions and let it float in the water, the Sword of Mer was like a compass, swirling in the water for a while before finally pointing southeast.
Having determined the direction, Angel looked at Cherie, and the two were ready to set off immediately.
Suddenly, Freud said: “Mr. Pat, before you leave, can I have one last look at my… body?”
“Yes.” This request was not excessive, and Angel was able to satisfy it.
“I won’t go in, I’ll wait outside for you,” Cherie said.
Angel nodded, handed the gray scale to Cherie, and let her observe the movement of other scales at any time. Then he took Freud into the watchtower.
The smell of blood was heavy inside the watchtower.
Freud’s corpse lay on the coral bed where Angel had once slept.
His skin was pale, and most of his blood had flowed out, submerging the entire body in a pool of blood. There was a deep hole in his forehead, and the white brain inside was clearly visible.
Seeing such a tragic scene, Angel sighed and released Freud from the Soul Source Flower: “If the black light appears again, I will put you back into the Soul Source Flower immediately.”
Freud nodded to Angel, then floated in midair, staring intently at the corpse on the coral bed.
Time passed by, little by little.
Freud’s expression was sometimes sad, sometimes happy, sometimes lost in memories, and sometimes shaking his head with tears.
Angel didn’t know what Freud was thinking. If it were him, how would he feel after becoming a ghost and looking at his own body? Saying goodbye to the past would probably be very sentimental.
“I came to the watchtower with Isio because we sensed the fluctuations of the heart scale in the trench, and there was more than one. That’s why we came looking. However, later I found out that the heart scale had been synthesized into the Sword of Mer, and I guessed that someone must have gotten it. At that time, I suggested Isio leave, but he refused, and even took advantage of my dream-reading ability to predict good and bad fortune, and killed me by ambush…” Freud spoke lightly, recounting his journey.
“When my soul left my body, I thought I had no chance of revenge. But then you came, Mr. Angel.” Freud turned his head to Angel, and a faint smile appeared on his pale cheeks: “I discovered in the watchtower that Isio glanced at the heart scale, then looked at your expression and started to act strange. I was sure that the Sword of Mer was on you.”
“At that moment, I saw hope for revenge.” Freud finally bowed deeply to Angel: “Thank you.”
Angel’s expression was silent, and he nodded slightly.
“I still have some potions and a few magic rune scrolls on me.” Freud’s eyes were filled with deep exhaustion, which was the weariness radiating from the depths of his heart: “Since I’m already dead, I’ll leave these things to Mr. Angel.”
With that, Freud willingly entered the Soul Source Flower.
Angel was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: “My bracelet has a large space, and there is a coffin. I can actually take your remains with me.”
Indeed, there was a coffin inside Angel’s bracelet. It was once used to hold Totoro, and at that time, the coffin was filled with Akeso’s essence. Later, Angel transferred the essence into a special container, and the coffin was left unused.
Freud shook his head: “Never mind, what’s the point of keeping the corpse? It would only add to my troubles.”
Since Freud said so, Angel didn’t persuade him further, but instead took the few disposable spatial capsules from Freud’s body and left the watchtower.
Chapter 506 Dream Conch <TOC> Chapter 508 Danger Lurks Everywhere