Chapter 960: How About Considering Me?
“You’re injured?”
In the Prismatic World, Saul was surprised to discover that Floco was actually severely injured—the kind that wouldn’t heal in several years.
[Yes, I encountered a very terrifying enemy. If he hadn’t suddenly let me go for unknown reasons, I wouldn’t just be severely injured now, but dead—the kind where the soul is completely annihilated.]
No wonder Saul had suddenly received a lot of fate power from Floco yesterday. It turned out Floco’s fate had truly undergone tremendous change and he had nearly died.
“Your strength is at least fourth-rank peak. What kind of person could severely injure you?”
[You don’t know this person. He was already a fifth-rank wizard a hundred years ago. Later he left the wizard world and seemed to do well, but still hasn’t advanced to sixth rank.]
Saul patted his forehead. “The wizard world already has a sixth-rank corpse. Now there are also red worms that can counter-injure star-shaped eyes, and a powerful fifth-rank wizard has arrived. This world is becoming more and more chaotic.”
Shaya began his habitual pessimism again.
[Lord Saul, should we consider leaving the wizard world together with the Stargate Council people? I feel like this place will be destroyed any second. I live in fear every day, afraid that when I wake up tomorrow I’ll find the world’s end has already come.]
Saul was currently on the platform in the Prismatic World, looking up at the constantly color-changing deep space above and the threads winding and twisting overhead.“Actually, having so many complications isn’t necessarily bad. After all, we originally had no confidence in solving the black tide. With red worms and a fifth rank of unknown purpose added, maybe there’s actually more hope of defeating the black tide.”
Saul was already considering whether he could use red worms to fight the Abyssal Eye. If red worms could consume the pollution generated by the sixth-rank corpse in the Abyssal Eye, or if they simply devoured the corpse in the abyss, wouldn’t the world-ending crisis of black tide pollution be completely resolved?
But implementing this plan would require overcoming numerous difficulties.
First, he needed to confirm that red worms could indeed offset the Abyssal Eye’s influence. Then he needed to cultivate sufficiently powerful red worms and guide them to the Abyssal Eye.
He had originally wanted Floco to cooperate with the Glare Patriarch to “persuade” Chairman Alick to change the energy used for escaping into cultivating red worms to fight the abyss.
But now a powerful fifth-rank wizard had appeared and left Floco half-disabled. Saul’s persuasion plan had also lost an important general.
If the red worm plan didn’t have the Stargate Council’s cooperation, Saul could only try to capture red worms for his own research.
But his individual capabilities were limited after all. Moreover, he was currently researching Soul-Fixing magical arrays to protect wizards’ spiritual bodies from pollution’s influence.
“Or use Soul-Fixing magic as an exchange condition, making Alick unable to refuse staying to fight the abyss together under causality’s influence?”
After thinking for a while, Saul first had Floco return to rest and told him he would allocate more destiny power to help him recover quickly.
Then Saul warned Shaya again not to think wildly, use the wishing candle less, and grow up quickly. The Inverted Tree possessed special soul manipulation abilities and could also control ash puppets. After Shaya became powerful, these could all become real combat strength.
Remote troop control was perfect for cannon fodder.
But the prerequisite was that Shaya could hold them back without to personality issues.
Returning from the Prismatic World, Saul opened his eyes to see the red worm coiled around the Star Observatory Tower.
“How much impact could such a big guy have on the abyss?”
“Hm?” Agu, keeping watch nearby, turned around, not understanding what Saul was saying.
The two had already reached a mountain hollow near the Star Observatory Tower.
Night had deepened, and Agu lit a campfire.
The two didn’t deliberately conceal their whereabouts. If Stargate Council people asked, they’d just say they were researching red worms.
If Patriarch Norton couldn’t persuade Alick to stay, Saul could only use the method of protecting wizards’ soul bodies to trade for cooperation.
Otherwise, relying on himself alone would be too slow.
“Master, what should we do next?” Agu had accompanied Saul in circling the Star Observatory Tower once but still didn’t know what Saul intended to do.
“First wait for Patriarch Norton’s reply. I want to see the Stargate Council’s decision. Also, here I can already sense some of Senior Byron’s aura. He might be imprisoned in the Star Observatory Tower. It’s just that the magical isolation here is too strong—I still can’t determine his specific location.”
“Once I understand the Stargate Council’s thoughts, we’ll go in and talk with Chairman Alick.”
Speaking of this, Saul turned to look at the dark mountain forest beside them. “Or we could talk first?”
A black shadow jumped down from a tree, slowly approaching.
Agu immediately stood up—he hadn’t detected anyone approaching at all.
But Saul had Agu sit down. “An acquaintance.”
Indeed, it was an acquaintance.
When the black shadow walked to the forest edge, the dim moonlight had already illuminated his silver hair.
“Long time no see, my little brother master~”
Kismet approached and unceremoniously sat beside Saul, picking up a branch to poke at the fire, stirring up sparks.
Playful like a child.
“Are the red worms related to you?” Saul asked.
Kismet widened his eyes. “Red worms are external creatures brought back by the Stargate Council. How can you think they’re related to me? Are all bad things in this world my doing behind the scenes?”
Seeing Kismet’s aggrieved expression, Saul snorted coldly. “I’m asking whether you participated in red worm affairs, not whether you introduced the red worms. Don’t deliberately confuse concepts.”
“Haha.” Kismet laughed awkwardly twice. “You’re really smart.”
“So you still used red worms to do something, right? Let me think—do you also want to use red worms to leave the wizard world?”
Kismet’s smile faded. “Little brother master, you’ve misunderstood me. If I really wanted to leave the wizard world, why would I use other creatures’ power? Relying on external things—external things always have days of failure. Relying on others—others always have days of departure.”
“Quite inspirational. Speak up, what do you want from me?”
Kismet smiled and leaned closer, lowering his voice. “Little brother master, haven’t you already modified Death Weaving into your own advancement method? I see your method also requires selecting targets. You’ve already chosen four targets now, right?”
Saul glanced at Kismet, unsurprised that he could guess his advancement method. After all, the Symphony of Fate was modified from the Death Weaving that Kismet had given him.
That Kismet could see he had completed four targets wasn’t difficult either. But he might not be able to guess all the target candidates.
Moreover, the targets Saul had set—except for Shaya and Floco who were relatively isolated—the other two were respectively protected by all the wizards of Far North City and the Tribunal. There was no need to worry about anyone targeting them.
As long as one target survived, Saul’s fourth-rank foundation would be very stable.
Therefore, when Kismet thought he would startle Saul, Saul only calmly nodded. “Yes. And then?”
Kismet raised his eyebrows, feeling that little brother master’s reaction wasn’t quite what he’d imagined.
But it didn’t matter. The important thing wasn’t teasing little brother master, but what came next.
Kismet’s voice lowered again, so quiet it was almost inaudible.
“Then, little brother master, how about considering making me your fifth target?”
(End of Chapter)