No, Valkries shook his head and calmed himself down. The Cloud School had indeed ceased to exist. This was an undeniable fact. Ever since it occupied the northwest of the Land of Dawn, it would return to the mountain every hundred years and stay in the dilapidated building for a day or two.
This was because it used to be a member of the school.
On the mountain, it not only learned how to connect with the Realm of Mind, but it also learned a lot about the human world. The person who taught it was an upgraded "Transformer" Heathtalese.
Heathtalese's combat ability was not outstanding. It was even weaker than a strong Primal Demon, which was a joke among the race. However, Valkries knew that the difficulty of the upgrade ceremony would not be reduced just because the magic stone was not suitable for battle. Heathtalese had undergone three integrations and was impeccable. No matter how one looked at it, it was a real upgraded.
Just like its name, the Transformer gained the ability to change its appearance when it fused with the second Magic Stone, so it rarely showed its true face. Most of the time, it was in a human form. Coupled with its fluent human language, if one didn't know its background, they would most likely mistake it for a human when meeting it for the first time.
And the appearance it used the most was that of "Lan" on TV.
Valkries stared at the face, countless memories surging in its mind. It had been more than a thousand years … Even though there were slight differences in the facial features and clothing, it would never forget this face.
If the ancestors who established the Cloud School were said to be unusual among humans, then the "Transformer" was an unusual among them. When it chose magic stones, it did not care about how much it could improve its strength. It was full of curiosity towards anything that it had not tried before. It was also the first member of its race to take the initiative to contact the Cloud School.
At that time, there were already rumors of a "Battle of Divine Will" in the race, and they viewed the humans who occupied the Land of Dawn as a potential enemy.
Valkries had always been grateful to this guide who had taught it most of its knowledge. It did not look down on her just because she was not good at fighting. It knew very well that the Transformer's acceptance and understanding of the Realm of Mind, which was also the Origin of Magic, was far greater than that of other members of its race. More than half of the books it had written were used to guide the race to upgrade. According to the humans, it could be called a "mentor" for most of them.
In fact, the Transformer might have been the first to accept the fourth fusion.
If it succeeded, it would become the first "Great Monarch" of its race. Primal Demons were few and far between back then, let alone Great Monarchs.
Unfortunately, the ritual ended in failure. It was devoured by the magic power and died without a corpse.
Valkries remembered this scene clearly because it was right beside the man and saw his body disintegrate bit by bit with its own eyes. This was also the reason why it felt that "Lan" was unfamiliar. In the thousand years since then, it had never seen anyone similar to her.
Valkries had asked the Transformer why it had become like this. Unlike the simulated human appearance, it was sure that this face did not belong to any of the Sages.
It could not understand the other party's reply at all.
It said that it was the appearance of an oracle.
As for who the Oracle was, the Transformer said that it did not know either. When it used its ability to enter the Realm of Mind, it would occasionally encounter a consciousness that was obviously different. The consciousness seemed to be whispering in its mind. Although it had never met the consciousness, it could remember the appearance of the consciousness afterward.
The Transformer also said that this might be due to its lack of ability. If it could open up a stable area in the turbulent Realm of Mind, it might be able to connect with the Oracle.
At that time, Valkries could not understand the meaning of the Transformer's words at all. It had not been long since it became a junior and its understanding of the Realm of Mind was still a blank. It could be said that the Transformer was hundreds of years ahead of the other races in this aspect. It was not until the second Battle of Divine Will that the king achieved this and successfully left a domain that belonged to him in the Realm of Mind.
It had also asked the king if he had seen the Oracle, but the king had given a negative answer.
After thinking about it calmly, there might be two possibilities in the current situation.
One was that this domain belonged to the Oracle "Lan". But according to the content on TV, Lan seemed to be dead. This did not make sense. As long as the creator of the domain did not leave the Realm of Mind, the creator of the domain should be immortal.
The second possibility was that before the Transformer was devoured by the magic power, it had put its consciousness into the Realm of Mind and successfully opened up a domain. Although this speculation could explain why it was not strange for humans to see it, it could not explain the large number of decorations around it that it had never seen before.
If at the beginning, Valkries only wanted to leave this strange place as soon as possible, now it had other ideas.
It had always been brooding over the words that the Transformer said when it failed the fourth fusion. According to the Transformer, even if they won the Battle of Divine Will, the race would not be able to reach the divine domain. It had been trying to figure out what had made its teacher say something like that.
Maybe now was the opportunity.
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"Yawn …" Roland held the steering wheel with one hand and drove the van quickly on the Second Ring Highway.
Although he tried hard to step on the accelerator and the engine roared, there were still cars passing him and leaving him further and further behind.
"What's wrong? Didn't you rest well?" It was Garcia who was sitting in the passenger seat. He did not know if it was an illusion, but since she fell asleep in his room last time, her voice seemed to have softened a lot.
"The café is closed today. I wanted to sleep until the afternoon, but the Association really knows how to pick a time," Roland could not help but complain. After dealing with the immigration matters, a strong wave of sleepiness swept over him again, almost making it difficult for him to open his eyes. Considering that the time flow in the Dream World was almost three times faster than in the real world, he decided to come here and have a good sleep. This way, he could not only save time, but also let the Taquila witches relax.
Now that they did not need him to look after them, they could have their own fun.
In addition to enjoying themselves, the ancient witches also took on the task of tracking the new magic creatures that emerged from the Erosion. He did not forget Lan's words. This world had been targeted by God, and the most effective way to eliminate the threat and break through the barrier of God's realm as soon as possible was to kill the Fallen Evils and use their power to replenish and strengthen the Dream World.
Dreams were beautiful, but there was always a gap between reality and reality. At noon, Garcia called him and said that the Association had organized a condolence action. All the star martialists and senior members of the Association would be there to visit the injured companions who had been rescued.
At that time, he thought it was just a one-sided invitation from Garcia and wanted to find an excuse to refuse. He did not expect that the Association would not invite her, but him, who had a hunting license.
"After all, the Prism City has suffered a great disaster, and the people are anxious. It's also a way for the senior members to show their faces." Garcia raised her eyebrows and said, "I think the general meeting tonight should be the real focus."
Roland fell silent. The Erosion had suddenly expanded, and it was definitely not enough to appease the people. The more turbulent the situation was, the more they had to show their strength. At this time, if they could not deal a fatal blow to the enemy, they would not be able to do anything. Therefore, the general meeting was most likely related to the new magic creatures.
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