Chapter 333 - 153: You Scared Me~
’Vortex structure... Expert-level...’
’So it’s runic knowledge that only experts can access... huh?’
Wei’en was startled. ’Does that mean the knowledge related to this Floating Island is real?’
’In that case—Floating Islands actually exist?!’
He quickly and carefully observed the mechanical fortress. The hole had a very regular cut. It was as if something half a meter in diameter had pierced through, forcing the inner walls outward, much like the exit hole of a bullet.
At several window openings, there were also the remains of some mechanical cannons. Only the bases were intact; the rest was shattered into tiny pieces scattered in various corners.
Wei’en looked up to confirm again. One hole, five mechanical cannons in different positions...
He couldn’t help but simulate the attack in his mind. The more he thought, the more it seemed like a single tentacle had poked in from the outside, then deftly swept the mechanical cannons into piles of parts.
’A tentacle?’
With this question in mind, Wei’en turned and left the fortress, walking a full circle around the entire Mechanical Floating Island.
He finally confirmed his suspicion—this place had indeed experienced a battle. No, to be precise, it was a war. The enemy had launched a simultaneous, precise attack on all the gun emplacements on the Floating Island.
Because, apart from those mechanical cannons, the other mechanical devices were almost completely undamaged, and there were no other visible signs of combat...
’Did the attack land, clear its target, and then vanish without a trace?’
Wei’en thought pensively. Perhaps there was only one enemy—an enemy with hundreds of tentacles that had instantly neutralized the Mechanical Floating Island’s combat capabilities.
’What kind of size would that require?’
’It would have to be at least as large as this one-kilometer-diameter Floating Island, right?’
’Such a huge monster...’
’Well, it’s not entirely beyond the realm of comprehension...’
Wei’en suddenly recalled having seen the Deep Sea Giant Beast Rashim. Its body was comparable to a small island at sea, much larger than the Mechanical Floating Island beneath his feet.
"Time to go, Reichford."
"Heading back now..."
’Huh?’
’They’re leaving already?’
Before long, the dark figures of the Mechanical School vanished one after another.
Wei’en glanced up at the other Floating Islands, calculated the time, and followed suit, leaving the Nightmare Realm World.
’The Nightmare Realm World...’
’Perhaps I should find someone from the Nightmare Sect to learn more about the Nightmare Realm World.’
From the starting area with its countless gloomy graves, to the sky-piercing tower in the Transfer Area, and then to the cluster of Floating Islands in the Captain’s Area.
There wasn’t much to glean from the tower, but on the Floating Island he had just visited, the traces left by the wreckage were already very obvious.
’If what that strange person said is true, that the Nightmare Realm World once truly existed... then it means this world once experienced a brutal war.’
’I just don’t know which era that was in...’
Wei’en sat at his workbench and let out a long sigh. ’An epic war lost to the river of time... sounds rather interesting.’
However, he was more interested in that Rune Power.
From the looks of it, those Wizards from the Mechanical School still didn’t know how to construct that Mechanical Floating Island...
’Expert-level runology...’
Wei’en frowned. That was still too far off for him.
Besides, even if he mastered the knowledge related to vortex structures, it wasn’t guaranteed he could create a Floating Island.
In fact, he didn’t even have the notion to try... ’Just how rich would you have to be to build a mechanical fortress like that?’
Thinking of this, Wei’en placed ten bottles of Suppression Potion into the Nightmare Worm’s mouth to first complete his trade with Flanta.
Not long after, a slight noise came from the box.
Immediately after, he took out the materials for making Suppression Potions from inside and began to brew the second batch.
It took him a full eight hours to finish brewing with the materials for a total of forty-five Suppression Potions.
Even with his Spiritual Power, brewing Magic Potions non-stop for eight hours left him feeling a bit exhausted. Just figuring out how to handle the subtle differences in material fusion had consumed a great deal of his energy.
Wei’en looked at the Suppression Potions on the workbench, which were glinting with a blood-red light, and let out a long sigh. ’There’s a reason why Perfect-grade Magic Potions are so hard to make...’
’Thirty Perfect-grade, fifteen Fine-grade, worth three thousand seven hundred and fifty gold pounds... Making money isn’t that hard after all. It’s that Black Pearl that’s a real piece of work!’
Wei’en took out his pocket watch to check the time and found that it was almost night. ’I wonder what’s going on outside,’ he thought.
With that in mind, he put away the Magic Potions, stored the bullets Shawa and the others had made into the Mechanical Gate, and then opened the workshop door to look at the people outside.
"...Rexi, death."
"Tina, Rexi."
"Tina no Rexi," Shawa corrected the white-haired girl’s Gonzalez, her voice filled with a strange CRACKLING sound.
"Tina, no Rexi."
"Mm."
Nearby, Zero was holding Jerry’s notes, completely motionless. The gears on its two eyes were spinning rapidly, as if recording the contents.
"So this is me, Iron Heart Fury... Zero... Don’t you think ’Fury’ sounds more impressive? Sister Shawa, what do you think?"
"Listen to your father..."
Wei’en scanned the area but didn’t see Clelia. A bad premonition rose in his heart.
’That woman... she wouldn’t, right?’
He hurriedly took out the Golden Key, left the Clown Theater, and returned to his bedroom on the Ronan. His spiritual sense instantly enveloped the entire Steamship.
"...Lady Clelia, it’s not that I don’t want to follow your command, but this conflicts with the captain’s orders. Do you think you could perhaps consult him first before..."