The torrential rain washed away the reflection in the sky.
Everyone could clearly see that the reflection of the desert in the sky was slowly dissipating in the torrential rain, turning into an illusion.
"It's really gone?"
"That's it?"
"Where's the Time of Plunder? Why did it disappear all of a sudden? "
A wizard who was experiencing a plane fusion for the first time asked in a daze, "Did the fusion succeed?"
Someone answered, "… It didn't."
Since the fusion didn't succeed, there was only one answer left: the fusion failed!
The planar fusion had failed once again!
The torrential rain in the sky sounded like the world's consciousness was wailing. In the previous two phases, the world's consciousness had sacrificed a lot in order to fuse with the new world, but at the very last moment, it benefited someone else.
The torrential rain was more like the world's consciousness was crying.
The others didn't care about the origin of the storm. All they cared about was the reflection in the sky.
"Was the Observer's prophecy false? What happened to the great opportunity? "Someone questioned," Could it be a scam?! "
Similar voices were heard everywhere. Some even went up to the wizards of Starliege Temple and yelled at them.
The prophets of Starliege Temple looked at each other and smiled bitterly. "The Observer's prophecy has never been wrong."
"Then who's going to explain this?"
Faced with the agitated adepts, some of the Prophets sat down cross-legged and prepared to connect with the faith in their hearts to inquire about the cause of all this.
But after a while, the only answer they got was that the world's consciousness was wailing.
Being taken advantage of for no reason and losing too much power, even the Will of the World ended up lamenting. The torrential rain was the world's consciousness crying.
This answer was obviously not convincing. In other words, people who were agitated did not need an answer at all. They were purely using this opportunity to vent their emotions.
The two most powerful beings in Parmigi Highlands looked at each other.
Flunza looked at Rhine, who was emitting a tranquil aura, and sent a telepathic message to him. "What do you think is going on?"
Rhine shook his head. "Who knows? Anyway, Seurat was right about one thing. "
Seurat had said that the solidified entrance to the realm fusion wasn't in Parmigi Highlands.
Rhine now understood that the entrance wasn't in Parmigi Highlands. The fusion failed right away, and there was no such thing as a solidified entrance.
The wizards of Brute Cavern were in a much better mood than the others. At least they gained a lot from the Garden Terrace. They didn't lose anything even if they lost the chance to plunder.
Seurat's prophecy also told them that the solidified entrance wasn't in Parmigi Highlands. Some wizards even mocked them for it.
But now, there was no need to mock him, because there was no such thing as solidifying the entrance.
Flunza understood what Rhine was trying to say. At their level, what they were after was more of a breakthrough than anything else. As for the fragmentary benefits that came from plundering, as long as they weren't particularly important, they were already indifferent.
Neither Flunza nor Rhine cared about the gains and losses from the failure of the planar fusion.
"Did you see anything?" Flunza was more curious than anything else.
Rhine knew what Flunza was trying to say, but he was also wondering what was the reason for the failure of the realm fusion. Was this failure a singular event or a collective one? Would it happen again in the future?
While Rhine was still pondering, he suddenly received a voice transmission.
He didn't know whether he should tell Flunza or not.
In the end, Rhine told him the news he had just received. "An old friend of mine told me that before the rainstorm, there was an energy dissipation in the Mirage Space created by the realm fusion. Almost instantly, the spatial energy dissipated. This could be the main cause of the realm fusion."
"An old friend? You mean 'Ethereal Walker' Aesop?" Flunza looked at a certain direction. No one else could see it, but he could sense someone's presence.
Previously, he was still trying to guess who that person was. Now that Rhine had pointed out the problem of the energy dispersing in the Mirage space, the identity of that person was clear as day.
Aesop was an Occult space truth-finder wizard who once received the legacy of Great Distortion Wizard. He was also one of Rhine's old friends.
Flunza might not have believed the words of others, but he had to consider Aesop's words carefully.
"If that's the reason, then what's the source of the energy dissipation?" Flunza continued his discussion with Rhine.
"According to speculation, it might be caused by external factors."
Flunza, on the other hand, was taken aback by Rhine's answer.
The so-called 'external factors' were most likely the work of an intelligent being.
Someone who dared to snatch something from the world's consciousness and succeeded in doing so, causing it to cry out in grief, was definitely not to be underestimated. It was very likely that this being was above the legendary level, or even higher.
If there was such a great being hiding behind the scenes, then many things seemed to make sense.
For example, Seurat's prophecy was right. There was indeed a great opportunity, but it wasn't obtained by them, but by some unknown being.
Another example was why the Prophets failed to detect the existence of this being. It was because this being was too powerful to be detected by the Prophets. Forcing the Prophets to do so would only hurt themselves.
Flunza and Rhine fell silent at the same time. If there was such a being, then this was not something they could get involved in.
The storm was getting heavier, and there was no sign of it stopping.
The lightning bolts were like silver snakes, recklessly striking the earth.
Indeed, the world's consciousness was weeping. However, the world's consciousness was an amalgamation of consciousness. It did not have emotions, and it was only transmitting messages. At the same time, it was using the lightning energy to repair the spatial rifts in the sky above Parmigi Highlands.
Drenched in the pouring rain, at this moment, everyone shared the same feelings and sorrow as the heavens and earth.
Perhaps it was because the world's consciousness was doing so, or perhaps it was because it was venting its anger.
One by one, the spatial rifts were mended by the lightning bolts like needles and threads. The broken Parmigi Highlands was once again on the right track.
Perhaps everything would be fine after the weather cleared up. However, the anger left behind by the storm would not be soothed so easily.
Many people had traveled thousands of miles to come here, and some had even set up camp nearby. Not only did they not get the Fragments of Eternity during the Garden of the Garden, but they also lost the Plunder Hour, which was a feast for all wizards. How could they not be angry?
However, there was no place for them to vent their anger, nor was there a target for them to vent it on.
That was why they felt the same way as the world.
It was more like they felt sorry for themselves.
As the spatial rifts on Parmigi Highlands were mended one by one, the lightning bolts in the sky finally reached the edge of Parmigi Highlands.
This place was already part of Yali Duchy.
This place was nearly a thousand meters lower than the Parmigi Highlands. In the Frost Wood Forest, which was known as a no-man's land, a dark spatial passage was discovered by the silver snake Lightning. Lightning turned into a "needle and thread" and prepared to sew up this mysterious spatial passage, just like how it repaired the other spatial rifts.
…
At the same time, deep inside the tunnel, someone was making a decision with a serious expression.
Sunders did not know whether he was lucky or not.
Relying on his own strength, he ignored Angor's fear and stepped into the tunnel.
Halfway through, he realized that the danger he sensed earlier was right. He got lost in this space tunnel that wasn't too long.
Not long after entering the tunnel, Sunders felt himself getting lost and falling into a strange, endless loop.
It was as if he was stuck in a swamp. He thought he was walking toward the exit, but he was not moving at all.
It was common for acolytes to lose their sense of direction, but once one reached the level of an official Magus, such a situation would not occur.
In his mind, he did not rely on his sense of direction to determine his path. Instead, he relied on the location of the landmarks as a lighthouse to guide himself forward.
Now, he could feel the beacon not far away, but he just could not reach it.
Sunders realized that he had fallen into a space-time maze.
According to the records, a space-time maze was a place where the vector of space-time was chaotic. Sometimes, it was time, and sometimes it was space.
Fortunately, the index vector this time was space.
It looked like a short distance, but it was actually countless layers of time and space.
He couldn't go back to Windwhisper Valley, nor could he go to Parmigi Highlands. He was stuck in this maze, and he couldn't move forward or backward.
Sunders tried to think of a way out, but none of them worked.
The glowing "exit" not far away only served as a temporary measure. There seemed to be a mirror in front of him and behind him. When he went through the mirror in front of him, he would be distorted by space and come out from the mirror behind him.
The endless cycle caused him to be completely lost.
There were only two ways to get out of this cycle: surpass the space-time maze with speed or break the space-time maze with great power.
But how could a space-time maze created in a space crack be broken so easily?
Even if Mister Monkey was trapped here, it would be impossible for him to break it with his own strength.
He had to at least have the explosive power of a legendary fighter.
"Yesterday, the tunnel collapsed. Today, the tunnel turned into a maze. It's one in ten thousand. Am I really that unlucky?" After being lost for half a day, Sunders began to doubt himself. "Or did I provoke the Pilgrim of Misfortune when I wasn't paying attention?"
As Sunders began to doubt himself, something else happened to the space-time maze that he had been struggling to solve.
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