Chapter 1205: Chapter 953: Questioning
At that moment, two true Apostles, each carrying a core, walked back. They were dressed in the robes of the Apostles, with Zemir following behind. Zemir’s heart was pounding uncontrollably because he had discovered that the Apostle tokens of these two girls were completely different from those of the others! It was not like a miniature Star Devourer, but a miniature Star Devourer core!
Zemir did not know what this meant, but uniqueness had always been the privilege of the powerhouses.
I, Zemir, am I finally about to rise rapidly!
Upon returning to their residence, Isrile and Ruosha sat facing each other, each holding their respective core.
"Explain this," Isrile said, handing her core to Ruosha.
In fact, both cores belonged to Ruosha.
"Okay, no problem," Ruosha said.
It turned out that from the moment Ruosha saw the Core Group, she felt that something was amiss. The Core Group did not match her understanding of a Star Devourer core. Thus, she had been secretly communicating with the core she had repaired and controlled within her personal space, trying to figure out what was happening.
The turning point came from a spatial tremor resonance emitted by the Core Group.
As the spatial tremor resonance occurred, the core in Ruosha’s personal space reacted, and through these reactions, Ruosha quickly obtained a specialized response magic. She also understood what that resonance meant.
"It’s the language of the Star Devourers," Ruosha said.
"You’re kidding, right? You mean those giants talk by shaking space?" Isrile said, surprised.
"Yes, just as fish in water would be surprised that we can talk by vibrating air. It is simply a characteristic of the Star Devourers. They speak by vibrating space, and a single sound can contain extremely complex meanings," Ruosha said.
Even though she had obtained a magic that could respond, Ruosha still thought of a very magnificent way to cast it. That was exactly what they had performed earlier: countless runes, countless formulas, all merging into a single string. Plucking that string merely produced a sound just for visual effects. The actual casting of the magic was still purely by Ruosha herself.
"So, what did your conversation entail?" Isrile asked.
"Some matters that are not easy to describe. Their language is very awkward and hard to translate, and I don’t understand much of it. However, the general content should be more or less: ’We are trapped here; we are isolated; we want to go home.’"
"Star Devourers, trapped? Wanting to go home? Am I hearing things, or did you misspeak?" Isrile expressed her disbelief; disciples from the Balancing Sect did not lie.
"You heard correctly, and I did not misspeak. That is exactly what these cores just said, and I think what they said is highly credible," Ruosha said.
"Do you think we should believe them?" Isrile asked.
"No, I think we should figure out what is really going on," Ruosha said, "I have never been one to trust others easily, let alone the Star Devourers that even Giants find troublesome. Why they are trapped here, what their relationship with these people is, and whether they will continue to devour planets given the opportunity, are all questions we need to answer."
"Luckily, we have some good news," Isrile said with a smile, "Now our status is high enough."
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Obedience - that was how Zulal saw Elma, who now blindly trusted the Ascender to a certain extent. Even though Elma’s strength was indeed growing day by day, such blind trust filled Zulal with worry.
Zulal had talked to Elma about this multiple times, advising him to maintain a cautious stance towards the Ascender. After all, everything about this Ascender came without any proof of origin, and blind trust was not safe. But Elma did not take this seriously because, as he saw it, there was a simple truth—no one would go out of their way to enhance the strength of their enemy; this in itself was enough to prove that the Ascender was not an enemy.
For Zulal, this reasoning instinctively felt wrong, but he truly could not think of any way to refute it. So, he could only keep a watchful eye on all the Ascender’s actions to prevent any harmful moves against Elma.
But obviously, Long Yi was not that foolish. Currently, the only thing Long Yi, posing as the Ascender, needed to do was guide Elma to regain his memory and then Long Yi would thunderously seize the keys to the Teleportation Gate. Until then, he would do nothing to wrong Ailma; instead, he would arm Elma as much as possible.
Elma, engrossed in his constantly increasing power, did not even need a point of comparison!
"Now, you need some battles to refine yourself," Long Yi said.
"You mean, fight against the Divine Armor units of the two Empires?" Elma asked.
"Of course not, but against yourself. You need some proper opponents to fight," Long Yi said.
"Then, who might they be?" Elma was eager to try.
"My Holy Temple Knight Order," Long Yi said, "And that is precisely why I formed the Holy Temple Knight Order."
So that was it. Elma had always wondered why the Ascender’s selection of the Holy Temple Knight Order seemed of little use. Most of the time, these so-called Holy Knights were just busy with their own affairs. But now, they had finally come into play.
The knights of the Holy Temple were staunch believers who had received the power of the Ascender. When summoned by the Ascender, they promptly sprang into action, their faith ensuring their movements were coordinated and uniform.
In the secret training ground, a hundred Holy Temple Knights stood in a line, their eyes flashing with the red glow of an Ascender’s power. Standing silently, this seemed to make Elma somewhat nervous.
"For today’s first battle, let’s start with a simple warm-up," Long Yi said.
"Yes, Master!" Elma exclaimed excitedly.
Then, ten Holy Temple Knights stepped forward.
Zulal couldn’t help frowning, thinking that the so-called warm-up was supposed to involve only one Holy Temple Knight. Ten people right off the bat? Was that appropriate?
Elma, on the other hand, was eager to try, unafraid and even somewhat provocatively eyeing the ten men in front of him.
It turned out that watching Elma’s expression, he nodded silently to himself. Yes, this was his intention. To make Elma so young, to return his body and spirit to youth — young and reckless.
The battle began, and the Holy Temple Knights immediately initiated Magic Resonance, lining up to attack Elma, who started defending immediately.
"Don’t defend! Dodge their magic with your movement!" Long Yi shouted.
"Yes!" Elma immediately abandoned defense, starting to counterattack against the magic. But, easier said than done, it was extremely difficult.
At first, he dodged some basic magic, but as the Holy Temple Knights intensified their offense, Elma began to get hit frequently by magic, quickly accumulating wounds!
"Stop! Stop!" Zulal shouted loudly.
Long Yi raised his hand, stopping the Holy Temple Knights from continuing their attack.
"Is this what you call training?" Zulal asked.
"No, this is not," Long Yi said.
"I thought not, you’re just outright torturing him!" Zulal said angrily.
"No, you’re mistaken about one thing, I’m not torturing him, it’s still just a warm-up," Long Yi said.
"What? This is still just a warm-up? Didn’t you see Master Elma is wounded all over and completely exhausted!" Zulal yelled.
"Right, right, right, you don’t know, but he is actually a spy sent by Brother Long, specifically here to torture Elma! Hahaha!" Little Seven added fuel to the fire from the side.
Unfortunately, this obvious truth was believed by no one.
"I guess Long Yi will spare him when he wrings his neck because of Elma’s injuries, I think Long Yi is definitely a compassionate person," Long Yi said with a smile.
"Ultimately, it’s because you let Long Yi go; if you had killed him then, we wouldn’t have so much trouble now," Zulal said.
"Yes, yes, he definitely would let Brother Long go, because they are together!" Little Seven continued to stir the pot, life is like a play, all depends on acting!
"No no, child, you’re wrong about one thing. Long Yi is my student, and so is Elma. There is no discord between me and Long Yi, just like with you. Thus, you’d better not speak like this, even though Hayden has asked me to help Elma, I could choose to leave here immediately or even tell Long Yi the location of this place right now. Do you believe he could appear here within ten minutes?" Long Yi threatened.
"I don’t believe it!" Zulal inexplicably flared up, confronting the Ascender head-on. At this moment, Elma finally caught his breath, hastily limping to stand between the two: "Master! Zulal! Please stop arguing! I believe in you, Master! And I am also grateful to you, Zulal, but without such training, powerful strength can’t be obtained!"
Long Yi chuckled, lifting one hand as an unremarkable Array burst forth: "No matter, I’ve got nothing to do lately anyway. I’m curious to see, now that Long Yi is coming, how you plan to handle it. Can Long Yi be tricked into a trap by you again?"
Having said this, Long Yi turned and left the place, with Little Seven reluctantly following, still calling out as they walked, "You have to believe me! I really mean well! You, the Ascender and Long Yi are together! Master and student, both of you!"
Elma frowned deeply, clearly displeased as he looked at Zulal.
"Zulal, I understand you’re doing this for me. But I believe the Master won’t harm me, and I also hope you won’t speak to the Master in that tone again. I don’t wish to use commands, understood?" Elma said.
However, this only twisted Zulal’s insides even more, as Elma had always given orders in the past; there was never this so-called hope of not wanting to use commands. Elma’s commands were absolute!
"But Master Elma, the current Ascender is really..." Zulal was about to say something when suddenly a deep vibration came through. The Ancient Mage Tower was incredibly tall, and this deep vibration, coming from afar, indicated that something terrible must have occurred, given the distance it had traveled.
Seconds later, a piercing alarm went off. Hearing this alarm, both Elma and Zulal were taken aback.
Because this meant Long Yi’s arrival! (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to vote and support it on qidian.com. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
