CH 10

The dim and gray mist extended infinitely in all directions.

The pale and colorless soil seemed to have no end.

Rode stood in this dreamlike world that seemed to have lost its color, feeling a bit dazed.

"I...am I back again?"

"So, you don't have to look for a lady to give you a massage anymore?"

Ignoring the disappointment, Rode immediately felt happy again.

If entering the dream world was so simple, he wouldn't have to worry about not finding the truth.

He looked around and soon saw that peculiar obelisk again.

But that evil-like black shadow had already disappeared, and the excruciating pain was not present.

This meant that the change was real, and the dream world was continuous.

Rode felt a little joy in his heart.

The truth might be hidden in that obelisk.

He quickly ran over, and the dim mist and pale gray soil swept past him and under his feet. Everything here was filled with deathly silence, except for the obelisk.

It was green and full of vitality. The damage it had suffered last time had disappeared, and the cracks on the monument were only faintly healing at an extremely slow pace.

Rode stood in front of the monument, stretched out his hand, and gently touched it.

The surface of the monument became deep again, and countless star-like dots of light appeared once again, as if they were visible and invisible.

In the center, there was still a dark red light spot that emitted a condensed light that flowed slowly like lava, much brighter than all the other light spots.

When Rode focused his gaze on it again, many incomprehensible characters appeared again in the light spot.

Suddenly, Rode had a moment of enlightenment.

Could it be the "Seed of Fire"?

In the royal city, the "Seed of Fire" was a word with many meanings.

It was often used to refer to the trial takers and students with unlimited potential.

It also referred to all the budding hopes and the dawn of the future.

At the same time, it had an important meaning.

It referred to the fire endower, the holder of the "Starfire" sequence, and the potential hidden in their soul.

For each "Seed of Fire" that the holder of the "Starfire" sequence lit, they would gain an ability and strengthen their soul.

The simple standard for measuring the strength of "Starfire" combat personnel was the number of "Seeds of Fire".

According to Wayne, ordinary "Starfire" holders could only light three to four "Seeds of Fire" in their lifetime.

A few strong ones could light five to six.

After six, they were rare and had always been the best in their respective fields.

And there was only one person who had lit nineteen "Seeds of Fire" and had become the most well-known legend in the royal city.

If...

This dark red light spot was already a lit "Seed of Fire"...

Rode jumped up as if he had been pricked by a needle.

Then, wouldn't the Archbishop's strange favoritism towards him be understandable?

Wasn't the inspection by the Mechanical Research Institute correct?

This dark red light spot must be the "Black Rice Bucket" Seed of Fire.

The strange characters in the light spot must contain the meaning of "Black Rice Bucket".

Rode looked up at the countless light spots, which were barely visible.

If this light spot could be lit.

Could all these light spots in the sky be lit?

Suddenly, Rode had a surge of excitement in his heart.

But he quickly calmed down.

He remembered very clearly that the "Black Rice Bucket" had only truly burned and lit up after devouring the soul of a person named [Flowers on the Rugged Shore, Prince of the North, Hagor].

If he used the process of elimination, this [Prince of the North, Hagor] was likely the black shadow that had attacked him before.After killing it under the inexplicable golden light, he obtained its soul and burned it in the "Black Rice Bucket".

If he needed a soul to ignite a fire, where could he find a new one?

Moreover, doesn't this method seem very evil?

Rode suddenly thought of the demise of the Migration Team and the strange patterns on the bodies.

Could it be some kind of soul sacrifice ritual?

The murderer killed members of the Migration Team, sacrificed their souls, and gained some kind of secret benefit.

Rode's heart suddenly cooled halfway.

Could it be that I am the killer?

Am I the murderer?

"No, not necessarily."

Rode couldn't accept this inference.

"This is just my imagination, and the fact may not be like this."

"There must be clues that I haven't discovered yet."

He took his hand off the stele, and the deep night sky and star-like dots gradually disappeared, and the stele surface returned to its original state.

Suddenly, Rode noticed a detail that he hadn't noticed before.

"This obelisk has four sides. Will the other three sides be different?"

Rode immediately came to the side of the obelisk and gently touched the surface with his hand.

Sure enough, a new change appeared.

The green surface gradually turned black, like ink dripping into water, and quickly precipitated.

The pure black color gradually rose from the bottom and stopped changing when it was about halfway.

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Rode waited for a while, but there was no change.

And he didn't get any information.

Rode didn't understand, so he came to the other side and touched it again.

This time the surface was dyed gold.

But just like before, when the gold occupied one-fifth of the surface, the change stopped, and there was no further change.

Rode had to let go, and the surface returned to normal.

He felt that these two sides were like thermometers, measuring some existing indicators.

There is only one side left on the obelisk.

Come on, give me some useful information.

Rode put his hand on the surface.

The next moment, a line of blood snaked down from the top of the tower, forming dozens of strange characters on the surface.

They flickered slightly, like some kind of strange warning, as if foreshadowing something.

But he didn't recognize any of the characters.

Rode had never hated himself for being illiterate like he did at this moment. He forcibly remembered the shape of each character and planned to find a way to interpret it in Kimberly's library as soon as he woke up.

After a moment, Rode let go of his hand, and the blood-colored characters gradually disappeared.

But their shapes were firmly engraved in his mind.

There was nothing interesting left on the obelisk, and he could only learn more after he became literate.

Rode looked into the distance, where the mist was endless and had no end.

Since he didn't wake up, let's take a look. Maybe there will be some new discoveries.

Rode walked out and wandered in the mist world.

Anyway, he will return to the real world when he wakes up, so he is not afraid of getting lost.

After walking for a while, suddenly, a sharp pain came from the back of his hand.

Rode looked down and saw that the strange eye pattern on the back of his right hand was heating up, and the black lines that made it up were boiling as if they were about to burst out of his body.

"What, what's going on?"

"Is my demon king seal about to be unlocked?"

Rode was a little panicked, but in the next moment, the eye on the back of his hand flew out and turned into a large mass of black gas falling on the ground.