Chapter 1809 Sansara Sage and Origin Clone

Chapter 1809 Sansara Sage and Origin Clone

In a special chamber within her mysterious mansion, a surreal illusion was created in front of Nira Nightshade.

This illusion was expansive and three-dimensional, making Nira feel as if she were summoned inside a truly special place.

The illusion depicted a broken world with a void sky and barren hills. It was as if the very spirit of the world had been stolen by something or someone, leaving it an empty husk of its former self.

Nira started walking in an unknown direction after successfully sending her consciousness into this mysterious realm. She could only hope that this contact method left by Lin Lehan would work and he would eventually recognize her presence.

Nira kept walking, feeling like weeks had passed. Her irritation grew as she saw the same scenery over and over again. Then suddenly—

"Tch! What are you doing here? I thought I told you that I don't want to be disturbed by the affairs happening in Labh Salem," a voice asked from behind Nira, clearly displeased about her presence.

"On second thought, you don't need to answer. It's clearly my fault that I let you contact me," he sighed and shook his head in regret, as if extremely remorseful for what he had done in the past.

Nira turned around to see a youthful man standing behind her with his hands behind his back. This man looked like a late teen by mortal standards. Yet, one could see that he had experienced the vicissitudes of life by looking into his eyes.

This young man had black hair and light gray eyes, with a delicate nose and sharp facial features. He was seen wearing a black-colored loose robe with golden patterns over it, along with a white tunic. His calm appearance and even calmer voice gave him a scholarly vibe.

This man looked weak and fragile, as if he was nothing more than a mortal. Yet there was an inexplicable aura around him that prevented anyone from underestimating him. No matter how tightly this young man sheathed his Individuality, some of it leaked out through his gaze and mere hand gestures.

Nira's eyes turned cold when Lin Lehan mentioned this. "It's not what you think," she said in a serious manner. "I was attacked. Well, technically, the alchemy doll I possessed," she said as she rubbed her special zone.

She could still feel the sensation of injury coming from inside her pelvis. It was as if Eren had affected the very soul of hers with the kind of injury he had dealt to her alchemy doll.

"So? What does it have to do with me?" Lin shrugged and waved his hands.

"I helped you last time by giving you an alchemy doll to use. Now, you'd have to pay me if you want to place another order after you recuperate your injured soul. You are clearly not capable of handling any alchemy doll at this point.

Plus, you don't have to contact me for such trivial matters. You can contact my subordinates in Labh Salem, and they'll fix you a new one.

They can also help you fix your soul-related injuries at the right price. I'll have a word with them. Expect a quotation soon,"

Lin turned around. He was about to walk away from Nira, and his figure had started to blur for some reason. But then Nira's words made him halt at his position and face her once again.

"Lin, his clones were better than yours," Nira said quickly. "Don't you trust my nose?" she asked while scratching the tip of her nose with her finger.

"Explain."

Lin finally seemed interested in having a word with Nira. He stood motionlessly and listened to Nira's description of her fresh encounter with Lemaar.