While Laeticia and Attie were risking their lives to keep Noirciel company, the Voidwalkers were not idling around either. A group of people sat around a large round table, scribbling and calculating, trying to come up with a solution.
"Ten more days, right?" The Cleric Walker asked, his voice heavy.
"Yes, according to our calculations. Fortunately, we have the War God's help to buy us some time." The Scholar Walker raised her head and answered seriously, "The War God's personal storage space for Divine Energy has, to a certain extent, slowed down the rate of energy leakage."
"This War God is really something. If only he could solve the problem directly," the Soul Armature Practitioner said with a sigh.
"Helping someone else's angel is a taboo. His willingness to help is already commendable," the Archmage Walker said. The Archmage Walker looked down at the stack of notes in his hand. He crumpled most of them and threw them away, leaving only one. Looking at the messy handwriting, he said, "Now that I think about it, this one is more reliable."
The general meaning of that plan was to find a huge container to contain her overflowing power, then connect the container to her, in order to preserve her power, preserve her personality and consciousness.
Surprisingly, the Caveman Walker's suggestion, which seemed to be the most plausible one, was probably based on the Voidwalkers' current behavior.
The problem was, where could they find a vessel that could contain such a large amount of energy? It was not something that could be solved with a few bottles or a few empty crystals. At the very least, it had to be on the same level as the Divine Energy Crystal that the giant puppet had dropped.
However, after Baiyi had turned the crystal into a gigantic power bank, it had accumulated a lot of Void Energy over the past ten years. It would be difficult to drain it all in a short amount of time, and it was also impossible to infuse Divine Energy into it. Two incompatible energies would be squeezed into a single space, and who knew what would happen?
Perhaps the leather jacket that the three Grunts shared would work? However, the leather jacket was Baiyi's personal property. No matter how the Grunts felt about it, no one else could touch it.
"Didn't your student obtain a Demonic Horn of the Inner Abyss in the Old Era? I remember that it's also an excellent container. Although I haven't handled it before, that's what the records say. " The Alchemist Walker suggested. When Baiyi had told them about his experiences in the Old Era, the others had been more interested in the Ancient Rohlserlian culture, the elegance of the young Emperor, or the attire of the beautiful ladies of that era. However, the Alchemist Walker had been more interested in the Horn of the Inner Abyss.
"You want an angel to use a certain Devil's organ to survive? Tsk tsk, your suggestion is very interesting, very interesting! " The Lich let out a frightening dry laugh. "Perhaps, I need to use my necromancy to fix her soul? An angel saved by a demon and a lich? This was too exciting! Does an angel who is saved in this way count as a fallen angel? I heard that this kind of thing only appears in novels, but it seems like we can make it into reality? "
If the Voidwalkers really did use this method to save Noirciel, then the Lich Walker's words could very well be true. It would be ironic, and it could even be considered an unprecedented act of blasphemy.
The Cleric Walker and the Paladin Walker's faces darkened, and it seemed like they were about to turn against each other. No matter how depraved they were, they could not allow an angel to suffer such blasphemy.
"Calm down!" The Archmage quickly stepped forward to control the situation, suppressing the restless duo from the church. He then changed the topic and advised, "If you really need to use this kind of method, let my student handle it. He also knows the necromantic sorcery that controls souls. Although there might not be any difference in essence, it feels much better …"
The Church duo calmed down a little, but they were still as gloomy as ever.
"Instead of arguing over this, why don't we think about how to get our hands on a Demonic Horn of the Inner Abyss? Hope might have one, but he didn't bring it back with him! " The Sorcerer Walker said, amused. "When he came back, he was just a plushie. How could he possibly have a Demonic Horn of the Inner Abyss?"
The Sorcerer Walker's words hit the nail on the head, and the situation became a little awkward. Only the Alchemist Walker was unwilling to give up, so he suggested, "Maybe we can try searching around? Maybe there's a second Demonic Horn of the Inner Abyss? Or something better and more suitable? "
The Archmage Walker shook his head. He was not that optimistic. "Something of this level is hard to come by. How can we find it in ten days? Even if we can find it, what are we going to trade for it? Gold coins? That's not possible … "
"Then … why don't we go through Hope's private storage? He's been using his position to stuff his pockets, and he's gotten a lot of good stuff from sponsoring students. Maybe there's something there! Even if there isn't, we can still use something to fill our funds, or trade it with someone else, right? " The Alchemist Walker suggested, unwilling to give up. He was already thinking about Baiyi's private collection.
"Don't you think it's a good idea to go through his private collection without him knowing?" The Scholar immediately raised her doubts.
"How dare you suggest something like that? Aren't you afraid that he'll come after you? "The Sorcerer Walker muttered under his breath, and he cast a questioning look at the Archmage.
Everyone else followed suit and looked at the Archmage Walker. If the Archmage Walker took the lead, they would most likely be able to escape if the Sorcerer Walker came after them. No matter how crazy the Sorcerer Walker was, he wouldn't do something like that, would he?
The Archmage Walker quickly waved his hand. "What are you guys trying to do? How dare you ask me to steal from my own student? Besides, that traitorous disciple of mine not only controls my pocket money, but he even burned my collection. What else can't he do? "
"We're not using this thing for ourselves. We're using it to save his new girl! No matter how ruthless that Sorcerer Walker is, he'll have some scruples, won't he? "The Cleric Walker suddenly chimed in.
"If that's the case, it makes sense. After all, this is an emergency, and I don't think he'll overstep his bounds. Let's do it this way!" The Archmage Walker said decisively and called for Tisdale. She was the only one who had the key to the warehouse.
The group then arrived at Baiyi's mansion and knocked on the door. Lady Assassin Walker, who was dressed in a wedding gown, came to open the door.
"You guys … Don't look at me like that! I'm just rehearsing while he's not around. Yes, it's just a rehearsal! Don't overthink it! "Lady Assassin Walker explained reluctantly under everyone's awkward stares.
In the heat of the moment, no one complained about her little fantasy. Tisdale led the Alchemist Walker, the Archmage Walker, and the Scholar Walker into Baiyi's underground storage.
A moment later, they heard the Alchemist Walker's exclamation.
"Oh my god! These are all rare materials that are priceless in the market! How did he get his hands on so many of them?! "
"Some were gifted by sponsoring students, some were bought from auctions over the years, and some were discovered while exploring new planes over the years …" Tisdale explained reluctantly.
"Aha! Angel's Feather! Angel's Heart! If I use these materials and the Cleric Walker's divine spell, I might be able to purify the Horn of the Inner Abyss and make it into a Horn of the Inner Abyss (Holy)! That way, our little angel won't fall, right? "
"Can't you use these materials to refine a vessel that's good enough?" The Archmage asked.
"Your Majesty, a vessel of that level can't be made in ten days. We don't even know how much it will cost. Maybe it won't even be enough to empty out his storage … Huh? Why is there a cabinet over here? Why is it locked up? Could it be that there's something good inside? " The Alchemist Walker asked as he paced to a cabinet that looked like a wardrobe in the corner of the storage.
"Uh … There's nothing in there …" Tisdale blushed for some reason and tried to stop him.
"Don't tell me it's your old clothes? Is the management this crazy? "The Alchemist Walker asked suspiciously.
"No … That's not it!" Tisdale blushed even more and tried to cover up her skirt.
The Alchemist Walker saw Tisdale's reaction and did not dwell on it. He turned his attention to the normal collections and browsed through them. He had a rough idea of what to do, so he concluded, "Anyway … there are a lot of things here, but they can only be used as support. It shouldn't be difficult to create a clean and pure vessel of consciousness, but without the Horn of the Inner Abyss, the core problem still can't be solved …"
"Pick some useful ones and start laying the groundwork," the Archmage said. He thought for a moment and said, "Dale, announce to the public that we're looking to buy the Horn of the Inner Abyss at a high price. Gold coins, rare materials, knowledge, new inventions from Da Xue, and even our promise. All of these are negotiable."
"Okay!" The blush on Tisdale's face faded and she nodded. She then asked worriedly, "But the Horn of the Inner Abyss is rare, isn't it? I'm afraid we'll have to pay a hefty price for it … "
"It's all worth it." The Archmage was, after all, a man who had once been an emperor. "Being able to keep an angel here and even recruit her to our side has extraordinary significance. Even if her combat prowess isn't worth looking forward to, the symbolic meaning behind it is worth our effort."
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