Chapter 724 - 504: Decomposition of the Essence of World Destruction Level Power
Chapter 724: Chapter 504: Decomposition of the Essence of World Destruction Level Power
DING.
A crisp, soft sound came from the discharge port.
Then, a diamond-shaped Crystal, the size of a fist, rolled slowly out of the pipe. It was a solid ice-blue, its surface shimmering with a brilliant radiance like starlight.
It lay quietly on the cold metal floor, exuding a pure, vast, and terrifying aura that seemed to stand above all things.
The moment the Crystal appeared, all the Ice Elements within the workshop, as if summoned by an Emperor, frantically converged on it, forming a visible halo of ice-blue light around it.
"This is..."
Mage Delin strode forward, reaching out to touch the Crystal.
But his fingers stopped abruptly when they were still a dozen centimeters away from it.
A thin but indestructible layer of Frost had materialized on his fingertips.
"Such an overbearing Law of Ice..."
Mage Delin’s eyes were filled with shock.
"This is... an Ice Origin Crystal."
The Elder Mage who had been silent all this time, his body emanating an Undead Aura, spoke slowly.
"An Origin Crystal... the result of condensing an elemental Law to its absolute limit."
"Wait!"
Space Traveler Morpheus suddenly spoke up.
"There’s more than one!"
Everyone quickly looked toward the discharge port.
Sure enough!
After the first Ice Origin Crystal rolled out...
DING.
Another soft chime sounded.
A Crystal of the same size, but of a completely different color, rolled out of the pipe.
That Crystal was completely transparent. It seemed to contain nothing, yet it also felt as if it held all the Stars in the universe.
A vast and boundless aura spread out from it.
The moment it appeared, everyone was struck by an illusion.
They felt as if they were no longer standing on solid ground, but floating in an endless void.
The space around them was twisting.
The flow of time was shifting.
In the presence of this tiny Crystal, the entire world seemed to become unreal.
"The Power of the World..."
"This is... a World Power Crystal!"
The Power of the World!
The very foundation for a world’s existence and development!
The aggregate of all Laws!
The source of all matter and energy!
The key to ascending to the legendary Tier Seven World Destruction Level!
CLINK! CLANK!
Before they could recover from their shock, a dozen more crystalline objects of varying sizes and colors came tumbling out of the discharge port one after another.
There were Life Crystals brimming with immense Life Force, Dragon Power Crystals radiating the might of the Dragon Race, and some other material crystals and particles containing strange energies that they couldn’t immediately identify.
On the floor, the multicolored pile of crystals and particles, formed from the Decomposition of the World Destruction Level Giant Dragon Blood, shimmered with a dreamlike radiance under the light of the Magic Lamps.
The Ice Origin Crystal.
The World Power Crystal.
"Now, it’s this one’s turn."
Mage Delin suppressed his excitement and took out another Crystal Bottle from his Spatial Bag.
Sealed within the bottle was something collected from the "Heart of Arcane" world...
Divine Blood!
The Crystal Bottle was slowly tilted, and the drop of golden Divine Blood, long solidified into an amber-like state, slid from the mouth of the bottle into the bottomless input port of the Furnace of All Things.
This time, the atmosphere in the workshop grew heavier than ever before.
If the Decomposition of the World Destruction Level Giant Dragon’s blood was driven by curiosity and the exploration of an unknown Power...
...then the Decomposition of this drop of Divine Blood carried a completely different meaning.
Gods.
To a Mortal, that word represented faith, reverence, and supreme authority.
But for the Legendary Mages present, especially for Raylo, Delin, and Wendel who had experienced the apocalyptic journey in the "Heart of Arcane" world, the word carried an additional layer of cold, cruel meaning.
They wanted to know the true nature of the Power wielded by those high-and-mighty Divine Spirits who proclaimed themselves to be of the Light.
More than that, they wanted to know the source of the fundamental desire that drove these Divine Spirits to invade and destroy world after world.
VMMMM!
The instant the Divine Blood fell in, countless Energy Circuits on the body of the Furnace of All Things lit up once again!
Similarly, after a half-hour wait...
Vmmmmmm...
The violent humming of the Furnace of All Things finally began to slowly subside.
The wildly flashing multicolored lights on its body also gradually softened and faded away.
’Did it succeed?’
The thought simultaneously surfaced in everyone’s mind.
DING.
A crisp sound came from the discharge port at the bottom of the Melting Furnace.
Everyone’s gaze instantly focused on it.
A fist-sized Crystal, completely transparent and appearing to contain an entire starry sky within, slowly rolled out of the pipe.
A World Power Crystal!
It was identical to the one obtained from the Decomposition of the Dragon Blood!
DING!
Another soft chime sounded.
Immediately after, a dozen more material crystals of varying sizes and colors rolled out one after another.
Life Crystals, Soul Crystals, and some other crystals containing strange energies that they couldn’t identify.
These were also more or less the same as the products from the Dragon Blood’s Decomposition.
’Could it be... that the fundamental nature of a Divine Spirit’s Power is no different from that of the World Destruction Level Frost Giant Dragon?’
Just as this doubt arose in their minds...
DING.
A final, extremely faint chime came from the discharge port.
A tiny Crystal, only the size of a fingernail, rolled out of the pipe. It was milky-white and emanated a faint, ethereal aura that was hard to describe.
It lay quietly amidst the pile of multicolored crystals, utterly inconspicuous.
But the moment it appeared...
...everyone’s gaze was firmly drawn to it.
Power of Faith!
It was an aura almost identical to the one radiating from the fanatics of the Light Holy See!
However, the Power of Faith from those followers was impure, chaotic, and filled with all sorts of desires and pleas.
But the Power of Faith within the Crystal before them was pure to the extreme!
It was as if it had been filtered thousands of times, stripped of all impurities, leaving only the most fundamental, the purest... Faith Power!
"Is this... a Power of Faith Crystal?"
Mage Delin’s voice was tinged with uncertainty.
Master Wendel cautiously stepped forward. He didn’t touch it with his hand, but instead used a gentle stream of Flame Power to levitate the tiny Crystal into mid-air.
All the Legendary Mages gathered around.
The earlier excitement and fervor on their faces were gone, replaced by an unprecedented gravity and... confusion.
They could sense that this small Crystal seemed to hide a great secret.
A world-shattering secret... about Divine Spirits, about faith, about the most fundamental rules of this world.
"Strange..."
Elemental Tyrant Gregory, the Legendary Mage with exceptionally keen Energy Perception, frowned deeply.
"I can’t feel any... aggression from this Crystal."
He said in a gruff, booming voice.
"It’s like... like a ball of pure energy. Gentle, and harmless."
"No, not harmless."
The silent Elder Mage, his body emanating an Undead Aura, spoke slowly again.
"From within it, I smell... the scent of souls."
"Like the scent of countless souls... crushed, purified, and fused together."
His words seemed to make the temperature in the entire workshop drop by several degrees.
"What do you mean?"
Master Wendel asked.
"It means..."
The Necromancer turned his hollow eye sockets toward Wendel.
"The ’raw material’ for this so-called Power of Faith Crystal... is the souls of those Divine Spirits’ followers."
"The Divine Spirits, through some method we don’t understand, extract the souls of their believers from their bodies. Then, they crush them, purify them, and finally, condense them into... this thing."
This conclusion sent a chill down everyone’s spine.
’Using the souls of believers as raw material to create Energy Crystals?’
’Such an act is more evil, more cruel than any Demon from the Abyssal depths!’
"No!"
Master Frank was the first to object.
"I’ve studied hundreds of different faith systems! The essence of the Power of Faith is a resonance of spiritual energy, an aggregate of Spiritual Power generated from the worship and prayers of believers toward a Divine Spirit! How could it possibly be souls?"
"That’s because what you’ve seen is merely the surface,"
the Necromancer said coldly.