Graycastle, City of Neverwinter.
As usual, Astrologer of Dispersion Star and his colleagues were calculating the design drafts sent by the Ministry of Industry.
This seemed to be a never-ending job, but it was surprisingly fulfilling. Different from observing the stars, every result they measured would determine the direction of the design and eventually turn it into a visible result. Although he often used a new telescope to look at the starry sky in his spare time, he had been focusing more and more on the Arithmetic Academy in the past two years.
The more he calculated, the more he understood His Majesty's words about "using numbers to describe all things". Astrologers did not know much about manufacturing, but if the curves or line segments depicted by the numbers looked very coordinated, the relevant design results would most likely be finalized. There seemed to be a strange connection between the two. Sometimes, he could not even tell whether the creation determined the number or the number determined the creation.
If he could master it to a certain extent, would he be able to determine the characteristics of an unknown object just by a string of numbers and formulas?
It was this wonderful association that made him look forward to it every day.
"The result of the 26th item is 3,475, which is out of the limit," the assistant reported after carefully pressing on the mechanical calculator.
This thing was very rare. Princess Anna made it by hand, and there were less than 10 of them in Neverwinter. Most of them were allocated to the Administrative Office and the Arithmetic Academy.
Astrologer of Dispersion Star nodded. When he was about to write it down in his notebook, the light above his head suddenly flickered. The light bulb sizzled as if it had malfunctioned.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and waited for the light to return to normal.
"Clang!"
A crisp sound came from the next room, as if something had fallen to the ground.
The astrologer of Dispersion Star frowned. He knew that the ancient witches' important instruments were kept in that room and had repeatedly told the apprentices to be careful when cleaning. How could they be so careless?
However, he did not expect that the culprit would quickly rush out of the room and run towards him in panic. "My, my, my lord! The skeleton is floating! "
"What?" Astrologer of Dispersion Star raised his eyebrows and hurriedly walked to the door. Then he widened his eyes in surprise.
The tightly closed skeleton had completely opened up as if it was changing its shape. A dazzling light bloomed from its center as if it had just woken up from a deep sleep!
How was this possible!?
Only a few people in the Arithmetic Academy knew about the existence of carriers — except for the ancient witches who were in the form of sarcomas, no one could use these magic objects. They dug a secret tunnel under the Arithmetic Academy to place the central carrier. It was because of this that such a thing was stored in the Arithmetic Academy.
The light didn't last long. After a dozen breaths, the skeleton returned to its sealed state and slowly descended to the ground.
"Sir, I only used a wet rag to wipe the dust off it. I definitely didn't do anything else to it!" The acolyte who failed explained in a panic.
"There's nothing for you to do here. You can leave now," Astrologer of Dispersion Star said, pretending to be calm.
When the door was closed, he took out a special key from his pocket.
That was the only way to go underground.
There was more than one sarcoma-shaped ancient witch, but the one underground was different. It was said that she had no consciousness and only had the ability to answer questions, so she had to be chained to prevent accidents. Astrologer of Dispersion Star was no stranger to her. She had contributed greatly to the verification of the calculation results in the past. However, he didn't forget Lady Pasha's warning. Once she broke free, she could easily tear apart anyone who approached her with the power of the carrier.
He had to make sure that the accident just now wasn't caused by her.
However, to Dispersion Star's shock, the central carrier didn't leave its original position. Instead, it slumped down, its tentacles twisting and entangling together, showing no signs of movement.
Oh no … how could this happen …
Dispersion Star knew that the problem was far beyond his ability to solve.
He turned around abruptly and ran to the ground while shouting, "Someone, go to the castle and inform Lady Scroll!"
…
The burst of light soon dissipated. The gray dot lit up for a few seconds before extinguishing like a short-lived fire.
Did I … fail?
Celine looked at the net in silence. For a moment, she was clearly connected to the magic core, but why didn't the light continue?
She originally planned to use the Equilibrium Mode to connect the two ends and have Lady Eleanor analyze the four core instruments, but now, her hopes seemed to have dwindled.
Even if she wanted to try again, she found it hard to concentrate — the corrosion of Mask was gradually affecting her mind.
[Without the support of the God's Stone mine, the net can't last long … It ultimately requires magic power to operate. Otherwise, why do you think I allowed the magic core to wander outside?] Nassaupelle shrugged. [Although it is incomprehensible, your willpower is commendable. I will accept your soul and knowledge. ]
[I will not allow such a thing. ]
Suddenly, a voice that didn't belong to either of them appeared in the space of consciousness.
Celine froze for a moment. The voice sounded familiar, with an indescribable sense of familiarity mixed in with the unfamiliarity.
She turned around and saw a woman standing silently behind Nassaupelle. Her long hair nearly reached her ankles, and her brows were exquisite like a painting. Her half-opened gray eyes had a trace of indolence that couldn't be erased, making her a stark contrast to the other two members of the Three Chiefs.
[Lady Eleanor …! ]
Celine blurted out.
She almost couldn't believe her eyes! After more than four hundred years, she was once again seeing the leader of the Union.
[You are Celine, right? I remember your voice. And this fellow is undoubtedly a high-level demon …] Eleanor scanned the surroundings. [What is this place? Is it a new soul vessel? ]
[I will tell you everything later, but there's no time to explain now!] Celine said anxiously. [Please help me reactivate the magic core and expel this demon! Any later and it will be too late! ]
[Haha … Hahahaha …] Mask laughed out loud. [I was wondering what you had done. So it's an extra gift! Is this female very strong? It's a pity that I don't have a corporeal body, so my combat abilities are useless here. As for analyzing the four cores, it's even more laughable. In terms of calculation —]
Halfway through his sentence, Nassaupelle's smile froze on his face.
He clearly saw that the star vortex above his head was undergoing changes. First, a few blobs of light suddenly appeared, followed by the rapid expansion of the assimilated region. It was as though a waterfall was flowing in the opposite direction, forcefully suppressing the rotation of the star vortex and forcing it to rotate in the opposite direction. With the two forces intertwining, the four cores once again blossomed with dazzling light!
The Deity of Gods that had regained the ability to ascend entered a state of rapid deceleration. The dispersing Red Mist began to shrink inwards, and the surface of the Red Mist Lake, which had a tendency to boil, once again became crystallized. As for the First Army soldiers in the promotion plaza, they were all pressed to the ground, unable to move.
[Who are you!?] Nassaupelle was stunned. [How can a single person understand the structure of the magic cyclone so quickly? ]
[It's impossible for a single person to do it.] Eleanor extended her hand above her head, as though she was touching the magnificent magic image. [But I'm not alone …]
With a loud boom, the surrounding light was extinguished. The net and the other nodes vanished without a trace, leaving only the Deity of Gods in the darkness, flickering persistently.
Celine realized that the control hub they were in had lost its connection with the 'net.'
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