ca-book Chapter 3296 Malfunction
Chapter 3296 Malfunction
"Don't look back!"
The clan elder shouted, and then heard the screams of his companions from behind.
The clan warriors were unable to dodge in time and were cleaved in two by the crescent blade, blood splattering everywhere.
Inside the control room, Valentine stared intently at the mental projection screen, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"This is impossible!"
Valentine slammed his fist on the control panel, his whole body trembling.
Because of excitement, and also because of fear.
"How could the War God Puppet attack our people! This is absolutely impossible!"
The deputy commander was equally pale. "Could it be that the module controlling the puppet has malfunctioned?"
"A malfunction? Are you kidding me?!"
"How could a War God Puppet created by the God Clan itself malfunction! Moreover, the War God Puppet possesses its own consciousness, and we have no authority to control it!"
Valentine vented his anger at the deputy commander, then suddenly remembered something and abruptly turned to look at Fang Heng in the picture.
"It was him! It must have been Fang Heng who did this!"
An unprecedented sense of terror rose within Valentine.
Fang Heng!
How did that guy even do that?!
At this moment, Zane shared the same thoughts as Valentine.
Seeing the warriors of his clan fleeing in disarray because of the War God Puppet, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Fang Heng.
Mudd!
Not only can he control the abilities of the God Clan, but he can also control the War God Puppet, which is unique to the God Clan.
You still say you're not an illegitimate child of the gods?
Fang Heng noticed Zane's scrutinizing gaze and said calmly, "Let's go in and take a look."
"Hehe, okay."
Zain stopped thinking about it and chuckled, following closely behind Fang Heng, rubbing his hands together excitedly.
Fang Heng slipped through the gap in the bronze door that had been pushed open by the War God puppet and entered the back of the door.
My eyes suddenly opened up.
A huge circular hall, with a radius of five or six hundred meters.
The entire hall's interior walls were covered with densely packed runes, radiating a dark golden light, while the floor was adorned with circular patterns that gradually radiated outwards from the center.
Almost instantly, Fang Heng and his companion's gazes were drawn to the sphere suspended in the center of the hall.
A ball of light, about the size of a fist, floated silently above a wooden altar.
The surface of the sphere shimmered with a faint silver light, as if shrouded in a flowing silver cloak, giving it an unreal appearance.
It looked as if that sphere was a flowing liquid.
Fang Heng's gaze was fixed on the sphere, as if he had been struck instantly, and two things flashed through his mind.
The Jewel of Death!
The divine orb!
How similar this silver, shimmering jewel is to them!
Fang Heng's mind was in a state of confusion for a moment.
His intuition told him that this sphere was undoubtedly a gem of the same type!
Upon careful recollection, the scene I witnessed during my advancement to god-level necromancy resurfaced in my mind.
I remember that time...
There are seven jewels in total?
Two of them have already been identified as the Death Realm Orb and the Divine Realm Orb, and this one is the third?
Do these jewels have any special symbolic meaning?
"Hmm, what is this thing? It looks pretty powerful,"
Zain didn't notice Fang Heng's unusual expression. He had never seen a similar pearl before. Curious, he took a few steps closer to the central pearl, but suddenly stopped.
"Holy crap! This mental fluctuation!"
Zane sensed the impact of the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the orb and couldn't help but curse. His expression changed slightly, and he quickly took a few steps back to Fang Heng's side.
"Brother Fang Heng, be careful, something's not right with this thing."
"Ah."
Like the Death Realm Orb and the Divine Realm Orb, this orb also continuously emits fluctuations of energy.
Fang Heng squinted his eyes and tried to take a small half-step forward, stepping into the outermost giant ring marked on the hall floor.
Instantly, a surge of intensely chaotic mental stimulation directly impacted the sea of consciousness!
Fang Heng immediately suppressed the mental energy within his sea of consciousness.
"Hmm...mysticism...psychic studies...occultism..."
Fang Heng muttered to himself, trying to discern the source of the fluctuations he felt in his sea of consciousness, and then looked up at the sphere again.
The mental disturbance undoubtedly emanated from the jewel.
This fluctuation is extremely chaotic and involves a mixture of various academic abilities.
If an ordinary person gets too close without warning, their consciousness will be completely torn apart by the mental fluctuations.
Zane whispered, "Brother Fang Heng, it seems we've found something incredible."
"Ah."
Fang Heng gave a soft "hmm" and then tried to take two more steps forward.
The psychological impact was even more pronounced.
Looking down, Fang Heng realized that the circular patterns on the hall floor were not drawn randomly.
The entire hall is specially constructed to effectively absorb the spiritual impact released by the precious pearl.
Each time you go deeper into the area, the mental impact becomes stronger.
Fang Heng thought to himself that it was a pity.
If he has enough time, he will choose to set up some game-like black mist pillars around him. Through the black mist game, he might be able to obtain some information about the silver sphere, or even trigger a quest directly.
"Let's get closer and take a look."
Zain was much more careful this time, cautiously approaching until he was about 100 meters away from the innermost circle. Feeling that he had reached his limit, he stopped in place.
Fang Heng also activated the mental power in his sea of consciousness to resist the fluctuations released by the silver sphere, and slowly moved closer to the central sphere, stopping beside Zane.
Zain was amazed, thinking to himself that Fang Heng's mental strength was truly terrifying.
He had already reached his limit, while Fang Heng's nonchalant attitude clearly indicated that he had not yet reached his limit.
"Brother Fang Heng, do you recognize this thing?"
“I’ve seen something similar before, but I’m not sure what it is.”
Zane licked his lips lightly, a greedy glint in his eyes, and said, "Anyway, it's definitely something good. We don't care about anything else, can you find a way to take it with us?"
"let me see."
Fang Heng stared at the silver jewel.
Based on the experience of controlling the orb twice before, it is almost impossible to directly manipulate the orb unless the outer metal protective net is used to temporarily block part of its ever-spreading power.
Fang Heng glanced at the backpack again.
Coincidentally.
Previously in the Netherworld, in order to use the power of the Netherworld Orb to suppress the creatures of the Underworld, he had just removed the dark gold netting covering the Netherworld Orb and stored it in his backpack.
The dark gold net should also work on the jewel in the center of the hall!
Try it!
Just as Fang Heng was about to make his move, he suddenly frowned, raised his head alertly, and looked up at the ceiling.
Zain's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up at the ceiling with Fang Heng.
The ceiling, which was originally covered with concentric circles of patterns, was now flashing with runes, and dark golden light surged rapidly, quickly condensing into a mirror projection.
Fang Heng's pupils contracted.
A race of gods!
The face of Hughes, the descendant of the divine race, was clearly reflected in the mirror. (End of Chapter)