Chapter 480
Chapter 480: “Alpha Legacy” Collection Progress +1
To be honest, the metal staff Murphy obtained had a very strange design.
At least in the eyes of Tris, this Spirit Sovereign, this thing was completely different from all the styles that were currently popular or had been popular across the entire continent.
It could hardly even be called a real staff.
Compared to the classic medium used by Spirit Mages for spellcasting, this thing looked more like some peculiar engineering work assembled and shaped in a halfling’s mechanical factory.
The long metal rod had seven special devices arranged from top to bottom, three of which had been activated. The one at the top looked like an “antenna” wrapped in electromagnetic coils, the third module rotated slowly on the main metal rod like a positioning device, and the fifth module that Flesh Render had just twisted was a “switch.”
These three activated modules together formed a special device. Perhaps this was why this “metal staff” could instantly open Astral Realm rifts without any warning?
Murphy wasn’t sure if his guess was right. He was still busy sorting through the text prompts that had just appeared in his vision:
“Administrator Alpha has come into contact with 【DATA DELETED】 artifact. Database retrieval matching in progress, item analysis complete, terminology explanation ready!
The specific attributes of this item are as follows:
Name: Creator’s Legacy – Myriad
Specific Classification: Self-service Multi-functional Information Storage and Retrieval and Personal Spirit Energy Security Device
Quality: Miracle Artifact
Traits: Multiple Forms – Spirit Energy Adaptation – Never Wears Out
Weapon Effects:
Achieves dimensional search, phase indication and subsequent operations of the Astral Realm by activating modules one, three, and five.
In this form, the user can ignore dimensional barriers and, while consuming the device’s built-in energy, send designated targets to specified coordinates in the Astral Realm, executing either safe or unsecured transfer.
Can also send oneself into the Astral Realm with preset landing point and return coordinates.
Note!
The safety of transfers in this form depends on the ‘Creation Engine’ maintenance of spatial rules in the Astral Realm. Currently, due to the Creation Engine being damaged, users are advised against rashly sending themselves into the Astral Realm.
Note!
After executing transfer operations in this form, the Myriad device will enter a charging state, with usage limited to 2 times/24 hours.
Note!
Transfer operations in this form consume the Myriad device’s built-in energy. Currently, the energy module is near depletion. Please seek charging equipment immediately to recharge the device.
Achieves Myriad device reconfiguration into attack form by activating modules four and six. This form can adjust the device’s appearance according to the user’s preset posture, but as this weapon is classified as a ‘self-defense device’, the weapon type is fixed as ranged weapon.
In this form, users can manipulate the Myriad device to perform precise sniping and suppressive fire on targets, using the user’s spirit energy pool as ammunition to fire spirit energy projectiles with various destructive effects.
In this form, the Myriad device will carry effects such as 【Obstacle Penetration】, 【Aim Lock】, 【Aura Concealment】, etc. When necessary, the Myriad device can perform automatic defense and patrol shooting.
Note!
Currently recorded ranged weapon forms for the Myriad device are:
Standard – Revolver Form
Standard – Assault/Precision Energy Rifle Form
Advanced – Fixed Autonomous Sentry Turret Form
Advanced – Semi-fixed Magnetic Field Cannon Form 【This form requires expanded software data pack support, currently unavailable】.
Superior – God’s Authority Staff Form 【This form requires physical hardware support, currently unavailable】.
Ultimate – Standard Star Destroyer Cannon Form 【This form requires Creator’s Energy Platform, Celestial Navigation Instrument and other advanced physical hardware support, currently unavailable】.
Enters the device’s primary working form by activating module seven.
In this form, the Myriad device will bind with the administrator system and can serve as the “key” to access all data platforms left by 【DATA DELETED】.
In this form, once access is successful, the Myriad device will automatically obtain modification permissions for Administrator Alpha to various Creator data platforms and Creator units.
Note!
Activating this function requires Administrator Alpha to complete spirit energy binding with the Myriad device. This operation requires DNA reading and consciousness binding to be performed inside an undamaged Creator facility.
The Myriad device has a built-in memory combination core that can achieve various personal security functions through continuous combinations of its seven modules. It can also achieve more complex functions by finding different components in various Creator units left by 【DATA DELETED】.
Note!
The advanced and automatic upgrade functions of the “Myriad” device are currently locked.
Please have Administrator Alpha quickly locate the matching “Celestial” device to complete permission unlocking, thereby ensuring the administrator has the most basic personal self-preservation capabilities on the dangerous battlefield against the Creator’s enemies.
Note!
The last reported coordinates of the “Celestial” device were inside the “Creator’s Legacy – Overseer’s Eye” device, requiring disassembly to retrieve.
Usage Requirements: Astral Realm Guide Staff form requires the user to have some understanding of Astral Realm knowledge, other forms require binding administrator privileges.
Creator: 【DATA DELETED】 – Creation Sequence Number Two
Item Description:
【Congratulations on finding a piece of ‘Alpha Legacy’. You see, I told you before that I left you some “good stuff” to help you better fulfill your administrator duties.
But when you get them, it doesn’t just mean you’ve got your exclusive cheat codes, it also means you’ve officially stepped onto the path of confronting my enemies.
I know it’s difficult!
But I also know this won’t stop you.
I can’t say too much in this preset information, but I guess those cute little Astral Realm animals will tell you the forgotten truth on my behalf, if they’re still safely alive when you wake up.
But be careful!
The minds of beasts are always hard to fathom. What I mean is, when you’re not strong enough, they might not all be your friends.
【DATA DELETED】.
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“The stuff you left me looks awesome, and it actually is awesome, but the problem is it’s already fallen into Gnoll hands, and it was stolen from cultists by the Gnolls. Doesn’t this mean that all those things you were supposed to leave me have been stolen by the cultists?
Damn!
You’re really not a qualified Creator.”
Murphy held this miracle artifact called “Myriad” and complained bitterly. Under Tris’s watchful eye, he activated some module device on the staff, making it undergo an incredibly magical “form change” in his hand.
It was a scene Tris had never seen before.
All the components on this metal staff moved in a way that followed a precise mechanical sense of combination, and after a few seconds, the metal staff that was over 1 meter long was reconfigured by its internal core into a black cubic metal box only half the size of Murphy’s palm.
Murphy then took out a thread from his Spirit Bag, strung it through, and tied it to his wrist.
It looked exactly like a very special ornament.
“So, what exactly is this thing?”
Tris asked solemnly:
“How did you know how to operate it? You just said this is the key left by the Creator? So, was the Subspace Shadow that gave you mysterious power actually the Creator?”
“I don’t know how to explain it to you, but perhaps the truth is as you say.”
Murphy took a few steps forward, wanting to step into the mysterious corridor leading into the mountain, but received a prompt on his character card:
【The Swamp Ecological Protection and Exhibition Area Management Office is currently under ‘martial law and rectification’ status due to internal collection theft, suspending all visitor entry! Rectification end time is 72 hours.】
“Can’t go in now, have to wait three days before this place reopens.”
Murphy turned back to tell Tris:
“It seems Flesh Render really did ‘illegally’ take some things out of this Land of Creation. I have sufficient reason to suspect that guy might have really found the legendary ‘King Gnawbone’s Hidden Treasure’.
But I can’t understand why the King Gnawbone would be connected to the Creation Land hidden in the depths of the swamp?
Could it be that the King Gnawbone also possessed some of the Creator’s secrets?”
“Perhaps, the rise of the King Gnawbone was always full of mysteries.”
Tris shook her head and said:
“To this day, no one knows the King Gnawbone’s exact background and true identity. But what I’m more curious about is that there’s actually a Creator’s relic in the Foul Swamp? I thought such places only existed in the Land of Origin.
When I was hiding there years ago learning death mysteries, I also tried to sneak into the Sanghai people’s Creation Temple in the center of the great desert, and almost got killed by a shot from their solar ships.
But what surprises me more is, why would the Creator choose a vampire to embody Their majesty? Shouldn’t They choose the Sanghai people who claim to be ‘the Creator’s most beloved children’?”
“Perhaps the Sanghai people aren’t as beloved by the Creator as they claim.”
Murphy looked at the Myriad device hanging on his wrist, narrowed his eyes, and said softly:
“Perhaps vampires have a closer relationship with the Creator than the Sanghai people do with that legendary god. Tris, we need to come back here again in three days.
Just you and me!
Just the two of us.
I have a feeling we can discover some quite extraordinary things in this Creation relic, and now is not the time for them to see the light of day.”
“If those are things the Creator left for you, Murphy, then I shouldn’t come.”
Tris shook her head and said:
“I believe the Creator’s great power must have left some kind of identification system. My following you might cause you trouble.”
“If They won’t let you in, then I won’t go in either.”
Murphy shrugged and said:
“Don’t be afraid, Tris, perhaps the Creator in your eyes was actually just an ordinary person. I mean, he or they might possess power strong enough to change heaven and earth, but their personality isn’t much different from ordinary people.
Hmm, this kind of humanization really makes one feel at ease.
Let’s go.
Let’s head back to Plague Town first.
We still need to go there to clean up the mess. If nothing else, only a Spirit Sovereign like you can properly handle that Golden Undead.
I really wouldn’t trust anyone else with it.”
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“Huff, huff”
Low panting sounds echoed in a corner of a desolate red land.
The Gnoll sorcerer Flesh Render, who had escaped here from the Astral Realm, had just treated his severed hand with herbs found nearby. That damned magic sword’s strike prevented his wound from healing in a short time, forcing him to use this crude method to stop the bleeding.
However, the pain in his body was nothing compared to the satisfaction in his heart.
Although Flesh Render was in great pain.
But at this moment he maintained a beaming smile completely different from his usually cold demeanor, even though he had lost that metal staff that could let him enter the Land of Creation.
“I got it!”
He touched the irregularly shaped object in the pack on his back once again.
The old Gnoll was overjoyed.
He leaned on his bone staff and climbed to a high place to discern the surrounding environment and direction. After confirming this was the Barren Mountain, Flesh Render let out another sigh of relief.
Very good!
Heading southeast from here, he only needed to cross several defense lines formed by the Blood Pact Knights and their vassal armies to return to Gnoll territory.
He had already retrieved the Gnoll civilization tablet, which meant he could personally shape a second King Gnawbone!
Yes.
Flesh Render had completely understood the source of the King Gnawbone’s power, he now knew how to correctly lead the scattered Gnolls to rise again.
“What Lord of the Hunt, what Dusk are all fake! Only the Creator’s great power can help the Gnolls reshape the world and establish a dynasty for ten thousand generations!”
Flesh Render endured the pain to summon a death horse from the Netherworld Plane to carry him galloping toward his destination. On horseback, he pondered:
“When I go back this time, I must start proclaiming the Creator’s majesty. I must make my kinsmen understand this truth, the Creator’s radiance has never left this world, those foolish Sanghai people are not the only blessed race.
Yes!
Just need to master the correct method!
Just need to take the Creation relic in the swamp in one fell swoop during the Black Plague, and I will personally show my poor ignorant kinsmen the way and method to immortality and greatness.
The gods of the Astral Realm are not worth worshipping at all, only the Creator is our ultimate destination.”
Obviously, Flesh Render, who had made a trip to the Land of Creation and successfully brought back the Gnoll sacred artifact, had already been completely conquered by the Creator’s great power during his brief “pilgrimage”. This former plague sorcerer had become the Creator’s most loyal “boot-licker”.
But he cannot be ridiculed for being ignorant because of this, after all, Flesh Render was one of the few lives in this era who had truly witnessed the Creator’s majesty.
If this were placed in the old church’s system, Flesh Render would at least qualify as a “saint”.
However, Flesh Render, who had escaped death at Tris’s hands, had very bad luck.
He had planned to cross the Blood Pact Knights’ defense line on Barren Mountain through remote areas. He had already devised several border-crossing plans and had contacted the Gnoll clans in Moss Valley along the way, requesting them to immediately send elites to assist him and welcome back the sacred artifact.
But before he could actually reach the defense line, he encountered real big trouble.
“Wooo wooo wooo!”
Terrifying deep roars rang out from the bare ground nearby, startling Flesh Render who was pondering major issues.
He pulled the reins of his death horse and looked around uncertainly.
Why did this strange roar sound so familiar? He seemed to have heard it somewhere! And why would his death horse, an undead creature, be trembling like a sieve?
What had scared it?
A few seconds later, Flesh Render saw a huge creature suddenly charge out from the horizon of the wasteland.
The creature had a black scaly body and strong four hooves, terrible claws and a ferocious burning tail. Most terrifying was that this fellow had three heads, with six eyes burning with phosphorescent fire that had already locked onto him, this old Gnoll, from different directions.
“Netherworld Cerberus?!”
Flesh Render was shocked at this moment.
How could he encounter two legendary creatures in one day? Had this kind of life form, claimed to be the most mysterious on the continent, become commonplace now? And why would a Netherworld Cerberus appear near Barren Mountain?
This thing was high-level goods even in the Netherworld Plane. Under normal circumstances, it absolutely couldn’t cross the planar barrier to appear in the material world!
“Ahhh, Gnoll in front please get out of the way! The Cerberus I summoned is out of control! It’s eaten several unfortunate Blood Dread vampires, I need to find a way to make it spit them out.
No wonder my mentor wouldn’t pass me, my theory really still has holes.
Get out of the way!
You fool!”
A sharp and hoarse voice rang out from above the Cerberus’s heads. Only then did Flesh Render notice that there was still a strangely dressed woman covered in bandages crouching on the middle head of that wild beast.
Flesh Render vaguely remembered that when the Dusk servant was teaching him forbidden knowledge, it had told him about similar attire… this was a Moon Priest?
A Sanghai death priest had also appeared near Barren Mountain from thousands of miles away?
What the hell was this?
A series of unexpected events made the tired Flesh Render’s brain somewhat unable to bear the load. However, it actually wouldn’t have mattered even if he could react, because the Netherworld Cerberus had already noticed him.
The huge monster entered “ethereal form” the next second, as if leaving only a pale silhouette on the ground, then with an agility completely inconsistent with its huge body, it sprang out from the shadows of Flesh Render and his death horse. Three bloody maws targeted from three directions, and green destructive phosphoric fire gushed forth.
In just an instant, poor Flesh Render’s body and soul were set ablaze, causing him pain beyond endurance.
He knew why the Netherworld Cerberus was attacking him!
In Netherworld legend, this monster was specifically meant to watch over souls of the dead at the end of the death road to ensure they stepped onto the path of rest. Flesh Render had summoned too many dead to illegally return to the mortal world, just this point alone was enough to make him reek with an aura that the “Netherworld traffic police” despised.
To be precise, the reason why the mysterious girl’s Cerberus went out of control was because it had smelled Flesh Render’s stench from far away, so it came to “enforce the law precisely”.
“Ah! So you’re a cultist? Good! Serves you right!”
The mummy-dressed girl finally discovered what was going on at this moment. She jumped down from the now-docile Cerberus’s head, cursing and kicking Flesh Render’s still burning shell.
This kick knocked loose the bag tied to Flesh Render’s body, causing the things inside to fall out.
The girl blinked through the eye sockets of her mummy wrappings, curiously bent down and picked up that irregularly shaped stone tablet with its peculiar material.
After careful examination, she exclaimed:
“Ah, a civilization tablet! Glory to the Creator! On my first trip away from home I found a miracle artifact! Ha, Nefertari, you’re really amazing! Now no one can say you have bad luck anymore, teacher will definitely be proud of you!
But I can’t let those cunning and greedy vampire pirates see this, otherwise they’ll definitely either rob it or trick it away from me.
Ah, my waterlogged brain is no match for them in this aspect.”