Chapter 123: The Whole Truth

Chapter 123: The Whole Truth

Through the eyes of Gray Raven, Lynn also saw the Soul-Devouring Array continuously spreading, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The creatures under his control seemed to be able to escape the fate of having their souls extracted. However, what surprised Lynn was that he had already destroyed several nodes of the array just now. According to Tiek's explanation, this thing should have stopped.

Could it be that he made a mistake? Perhaps the nodes of the array were not here, or there were more critical components.

The power of the Soul-Devouring Array was self-evident. Even three-ring wizards like Barbara and Hank couldn't escape its grasp, let alone the beggars in the South City District.The initial posting of this chapter occurred via Ñøv€l-B!n.

Lynn wasn't sure if this thing would continue to expand infinitely. If it did, the entire Iyeta Harbor would likely be consumed.

With such a massive amount of soul energy, what kind of monsters would eventually be born...

As Lynn pondered, a few small mice that had been sent to search the entire estate earlier discovered a secret. The space beneath the entire banquet hall was empty, and there was a very hidden passage, which likely led to the core of the Soul-Devouring Array.

Squeak, squeak, squeak...

At night, in the underground of the gathering estate, faint squeaking sounds echoed through the long underground passage.

Several small mice, with their petite appearances, were running quickly within the tunnel. They occasionally stopped to sniff or used their paws to probe, making sure there were no traps set here before continuing their mad dash.

Not far behind, most of Lynn's attention was now on the continuous notifications from the intelligent AI.

"Decryption progress: 94%... 97%... 100%..."

"Remaining soul energy has been stored... Do you wish to seize control of the virtual domain?"

Seeing that the progress had reached 100%, Lynn didn't rush to agree. Instead, he inquired about the actual function of this virtual domain.

After the AI replied, Lynn understood that this place was similar to the metaverse of his previous life, but with the distinction that this domain was made of magical energy. It existed somewhere between reality and illusion and could change according to the imagination of the one in control. As long as the person possessed the appropriate data and a sufficient amount of magical energy, they could reshape the chaotic space into a projection of the universe's starry sky.

At the end of the passage was a spacious circular hall with a high platform that resembled an altar. Many intricate patterns were drawn on each step of the platform, similar to the alchemical arrays he had seen in Ladek's hidden room. However, these patterns were more complex.

Numerous azure fluorescences flowed out from the ground and merged into the almost solidified spirit hovering above. The mice gazed up and saw a figure they were all too familiar with.

By now, Lynn had crossed the narrow passage and was staring in disbelief at the vengeful spirit hovering above the platform.

It was a girl, approximately eight or nine years old, dressed in a magnificent gown with long hair cascading down her shoulders. She had a slim and delicate figure, and her entire body emitted a ghostly blue light. Her exposed skin was covered in strange, web-like patterns that seemed fragile, as though they would shatter upon touch.

Despite her exquisite appearance, she had a grotesque and contorted expression, as if she were enduring immense pain, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Lyd... Lydia?" Lynn instinctively called out upon recognizing the face of the vengeful spirit but then immediately retracted his words.

No, this wasn't Lydia!

Although her appearance bore a resemblance to the halfling girl, she had long hair, round ears, and her attire and overall appearance didn't match at all.

In a sense, spirits had no concept of clothing; it was merely the manifestation of soul energy, reflecting the most memorable form from their previous life.

So, the spirit before him couldn't be Lydia. It could only be...

"She is Iyeta, my daughter..."

A deep voice resonated throughout the tower.

Lynn turned instinctively and saw the long-absent Herlram.

Herlram, the founder of the Iyeta School of Magic, the ruler of the Harbor Town, and a great wizard who had departed for Greynvale two weeks ago, was now standing here.

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