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Chapter 58

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After Laing received the news from Yurik, he immediately learned the location of the ancient saint's ruins from the Church of Justice and the garrison.

The news he received was that the ancient saint's ruins were located in Nola's abandoned manor.

Therefore, it wasn't a coincidence that Ryan had brought Theresa to Nora's lecture to the children that day. Instead, he had done it on purpose. He needed to cover his actions with a layer of cover.

"According to Miss Nola, the compass that can record time is in the basement." Laing swaggered into the large house.

As soon as he entered the house, a curled up figure in the corner of the house let out a mournful wail. This humanoid creature was greyish white and looked like a middle-aged woman in her forties. She was only wearing a single layer of clothing in the middle of winter. Her eyes had been pierced blind and fresh blood flowed out. She rushed towards Laing.

"Ahhhhhh! Someone's finally here! "

The middle-aged woman rushed towards Laing and stretched out her stiff hands towards Laing. "Save me! Save me! "

Laing raised his right hand and released psionic energy from the palm of his right hand, illuminating the interior of the large house.

As soon as the psionic energy shone on the middle-aged woman, her grey body seemed to be corroded by magma, producing sizzling sounds like barbecued meat. Then, her body was quickly surrounded by blue psionic flames.

"Save me! Save me! I'm just an injured traveler! I beg you! Don't hurt me! " The middle-aged woman was surrounded by blue flames and rolled on the ground in pain. She immediately begged the white wolf knight.

Laing's expression was calm and he did not say a word. Instead, he increased the power of the psionic light and the middle-aged woman was quickly burned to ashes.

It was the Eyeless!

In Nord, if a person didn't die of old age or glory in battle, but died of a sudden illness, and his family or fellow villagers didn't have the ability or willingness to bury him properly, he would be abandoned in the snow and exposed to the elements.

Some "dead people" would mysteriously come back to life and try to return home as ghosts. To prevent this, the living would remove their eyes from their bodies. Even if they came back to life, they would not be able to see where they were going.

However, hunger and resentment filled their hearts. This kind of difficulty could not stop their determination to return home. Their skin was pale, and their eyes were empty.

These undead creatures did not have the kindness and love of life that they had when they were alive. They only had endless hunger and resentment. They hid their conspiracy and led the travelers who helped them to fall into the pit they dug. They then sucked the souls of the living and dug out their eyes in an attempt to install them in their eye sockets. The locals knew that when a person met a poor blind person in the wild with bleeding eye sockets, they should not help him. Those kind-hearted people had already paid with their lives for their kindness.

At this time, there was no need for any pity. Only by sending these undead to the afterlife would they be truly merciful.

After dealing with the Eyeless hiding in the dark, Laing began to search for the existence of the basement on the first floor.

From the decoration of the house, Laing could see that Nora's words about the decline of the house were true. Even if it had been abandoned for many years, Laing could still see that many of the furniture in the house were very old. Some of the floorboards were damaged before the abandonment.

Laing quickly found the entrance to the basement. The entrance was hidden in the kitchen. Laing moved the collapsed wreckage away and pulled the wrench on the floor.

The iron staircase fell down. Laing tested it a little and found that it was fine. He lit a torch and entered the basement.

"This is a little strange … According to the standards of a normal manor owner, this basement is a little too big, isn't it?" Laing raised the torch alone and checked the situation of the basement.

There was a rotten smell in the basement. This was originally a place used to store food, wine and other supplies. However, no matter how good the basement or cellar was, things would always spoil after more than ten years.

Laing carefully continued to explore the basement. A blue psionic blade extended from his right wrist, illuminating the dim environment of the basement with the torch.

He passed through the moldy room where the food was stored and entered the inner room.

"I see." After passing through the storage room outside, Laing finally understood why the basement was so big.

It was because the ancient saint's compass was very big, really big. This compass with a diameter of at least five meters was engraved with countless patterns and runes. The mark used to record time on the compass had exceeded its range. This proved that it had been more than ten thousand years since the ancient saint came to this world.

In the center of the huge compass, a bright star illuminated the surroundings. Surrounding this star, all the compasses were formed with perfect circles and various complicated patterns around the star in the center. Square, rectangle, polygon, rhombus and various other patterns formed a harmonious and perfect unity.

Walking in front of the compass, Laing hung the torch on the wall. After confirming that there was no one nearby and that nothing in the void was watching him, the White Wolf Knight raised his head and extended a hand towards the huge compass.

Pure light blue psionic energy accompanied the man's movements and slowly poured into the compass.

Yes, this huge device was not the compass that the ancient saint had mentioned to record time.

This huge device was the ancient saint's device that connected the entire planet's spirit veins and stored the most ancient and profound secrets!

The ancient device was activated by the pure psionic energy.

"If you want to activate the ancient saint's device, you can only do it if you have the unique psionic energy on this planet." This was his father's original words.

"Clang, clang, clang." The ancient device began to activate under Laing's psionic energy. The sound of stone rubbing against metal was very ear-piercing.

Even after more than ten thousand years, the ancient saint's device could still be used. Laing's light blue psionic energy continued to pour into the compass. The entire device creaked and began to turn. The dust covering it was lifted up. The energy in the compass seemed to respond to Laing's psionic energy.

The device was activated.

At the same time, a strong feeling of sadness and despair rushed into Laing's mind.

His mind fell into an illusion.

This was a war.

A terrible war. This war lasted for millions of years. It almost wiped out the ancient saint's race.

In the end, in order to escape the enemy's attack, the last ancient saint found this star region that was shrouded in eternal subspace storms. The enemy was a skeleton made of fully armed machines and a terrifying existence that was burning with flames all over its body …

As soon as he saw this, Laing felt a pain in his head. He immediately broke out of this state. He knew that he was not strong enough and could only see this. He could not see any further with his current weak strength.

So Laing focused on pouring his psionic energy into the device.

Time passed quickly. Laing tirelessly poured his psionic energy into the device.

One hour, two hours, three hours …

At the fifth hour, when Laing had poured almost all of his psionic energy into the device, the device finally activated.

It showed its full appearance to Laing. A mysterious message was transmitted into Laing's mind.

"Successor, we are the Ancient Sages, the oldest intelligent beings in the universe. We welcome your arrival."

Laing silently added in his mind.

"After a terrible war, we came to this world. This planet and the nearby star fields are shrouded in eternal giant subspace storms. We are safe for the time being, but we know that it is only a matter of time before the terrifying subspace predators find us."

[Therefore, we have hidden all of our accumulation in this device on this planet. It contains a part of the energy and technology that our race has accumulated over tens of millions of years. Although most of it cannot be used on this strange planet, it is the continuation of our race's culture and technology.]

[Please use it well, successor.]

With the end of the last sentence, the ancient device finally revealed its full appearance in front of Laing.

Although he was mentally prepared, when he really saw what was in front of him, Laing still felt suffocated.

This device stored the purest cosmic energy that the ancient saints had collected over tens of thousands of years!

This energy was so powerful that the White Wolf Knight felt insignificant. It was like the difference between a grain of sand and the Milky Way. Even facing the White Wolf God of War, Yuric, was not enough to make Laing tremble and excited. The White Wolf Knight could feel that this energy was incomparably pure and clean. As long as he crooked his finger, this energy would immediately be available for him to use!

In an instant, Laing's mind was forcefully filled with endless images.

After receiving such powerful energy, the great Laing, a foreigner, would become the strongest psionicist in the entire continent, no, in the entire world, the greatest knight. He would command a vast army that had never been seen before and plant the banner of victory in every corner of the world. Mere elves and dwarves would not be able to stop his footsteps. He would unify the world and call himself Emperor Laing. After a bloody conquest, countless songs of praise and ribbons would bloom for him.

Men would love him and worship him. Any human who died for Laing would receive the highest honor. It was the highest reward for a human. Women would be infatuated with him. His harem would be filled with various races and various types of beauties. Cities, mountains, and continents would be named after him. Statues of Emperor Laing would be all over the continent. Chaos would struggle at death's door under his attacks and had no choice but to retreat to the darkest and deepest corners of the continent, trembling. Once they heard the name Laing, they would be scared out of their wits and welcome the arrival of doomsday.

Not enough! This was not enough! He deserved more than that! The golden throne that belonged to his father was waiting for him. The loyal son would take over the huge scepter from his father. He would become the Master of the Milky Way! The King of the Universe!

With a crown on his head and a scepter in his hand, the proud "Emperor Laing" sat on the golden throne and said to Laing eagerly, "Quick! Quick! Hurry up and absorb all this energy, hurry up! As long as you take all of this for yourself! The current me will be the future you! This is what you are destined to deserve! Quickly move your hands and take it! "

Laing reached out to his shadow with a fascinated expression.

"Yes! Yes! Yes, this is a piece of cake for you. Come, let us become one! " The "Emperor Laing" on the golden throne was even happier. He opened his mouth wide, revealing a fat tongue and a mouth full of golden teeth.

However, the white wolf knight's movements stopped.

"What's wrong? Strength, beauty, power, aren't these things you desire? Come and take them! Come and take them! "The shadow saw that Laing's movements stopped and said anxiously.

What answered him was the White Wolf Knight flipping his wrist and raising his middle finger high up in the air.

"F * * k you!" Laing said to his shadow indifferently, "I don't buy it!"

Thus, all the illusions and illusions disappeared, leaving behind the damp and cold basement and the ancient saint ruins in front of Laing's eyes.

Nothing had changed.

No! It was not that nothing had changed! The shadow of a man with long black hair and shining golden light stood behind Laing. He was wearing a huge set of golden plate armor and had an unparalleled majesty and a stalwart body. There was no expression on his face, only a pair of eyes that contained infinite wisdom and majesty flashed with Laing's reflection.

Laing immediately turned around, his face full of surprise and joy. "Father!"

Although the voice that answered him was cold, it still expressed the owner's appreciation for Laing. "Well done, my son."

… …

The Chaotic Wasteland in the extreme north.

The Chaotic Wasteland was located in the northernmost part of the world. Across the vast territory of the Empire, across the Kingdom of Nords, across the Taqir Desert, and across the Kingdom of Kislöw in the depths of the desert was the Chaotic Wasteland. It was barren and evil, and from the whistling of the wind, one could hear the whispers of the dark gods. In the center of this wasteland sat the Kingdom of Chaos, and nightmarish things kept emerging there. The power of the Chaos gods was unparalleled here, and only lunatics or fools dared to invade their territory.

The filthy wind of Chaos blew across this cursed land, and no living creature could stay in this most terrifying place in the world for a long time.

The third Eternal Chosen of Chaos, the King of Three Eyes, the Emperor of Chaos, the Master of Apocalypse, and the most respected champion of the Chosen of Chaos, Eichahn was sitting on his throne of Chaos, coldly looking ahead. He wanted to immediately lead his army to the south and bring an end to all things in the world, but the pain in his body and the current number of troops were not enough to ensure that he could accomplish his goal.

He still needed to endure.

At this moment, he sensed a flash of light coming from the south, and it caught his attention. "What is that?"

The whispers of the Evil God quickly came from the Chaotic Wind, and Eichahn took out a map, and he immediately found the approximate location of the flash of light.

It was the largest port city in the west of Nords, Mjoden Haven.

Eichahn stood up from his throne, and his loyal servants immediately listened to the supreme order of the great Eternal Chosen of Chaos.

"Send the order to Birig! Attack … Mjoden Haven immediately! "

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