Chapter 207: Chapter 100: Ramping Up the Intensity for a Fellow BOSS
Within the vast and majestic Steam Spirit Realm.
Whether it was Lady Sun, Isabelle, or the three Upper Rank Powerhouses of unfathomable strength,
their gazes once again converged on Zorn.
Zorn Corick!
During this time, they had heard many stories and legends about Zorn Corick.
They knew even more so that "Zorn Corick" was a powerful being who controlled the potent Evil Spirit Sequence.
In the epic scroll of Ogrande City, Zorn had displayed extraordinary methods and strength.
It could be said that the glory of Ogrande City, and its current achievements, were inextricably linked to the Zorn Corick standing before them.
And it was precisely because of this,
that Zorn Corick had become a councilor of the Newborn Steam Empire at such a young age, wielding extraordinary power.
If an ordinary Transcendent had approached Lady Sun wanting to convene an important meeting with three powerful beings,
Lady Sun would have naturally ignored them.
But it was precisely because Zorn Corick, an important councilor of the Steam Empire, had requested this important meeting,
that the three powerhouses gathered in the Steam Spirit Realm now.
Feeling everyone’s eyes on him, Zorn slowly began to speak.
"Lady Ailuviya, you possess the extraordinary power of the Gray Mist Giant bloodline and are a mighty Upper Rank Level powerhouse. Are you able to communicate with the Gray Mist Giants to some extent?"
Faced with Zorn’s question,
Ailuviya nodded slightly.
"Yes! I can communicate with the Upper Rankers, the Gray Mist Giants, to a certain degree. I can even understand the meaning they convey through their roars."
"But... I can only understand very simple meanings."
"In-depth communication is impossible. As for making those formless and terrifying beings listen to my opinion, that’s even more out of the question."
"If you’re thinking of using my abilities and methods to interfere with the Gray Mist Giants, that’s likely impossible."
Zorn smiled faintly.
"Of course, I’m not asking you to interfere with the Gray Mist Giants, Lady Ailuviya."
"Your ability to communicate with those terrifying beings means you can complete a ritual I wish to perform."
"A ritual?" Ailuviya was a little puzzled.
"Yes... a mysterious ritual."
Zorn slowly explained.
"A powerful ritual that can truly guide the Gray Mist Giants."
Zorn’s words gave everyone pause.
The two Upper Rank Powerhouses, being less familiar with Zorn’s ways, had not yet perceived the terrible implications hidden within his words.
However, Lady Sun and Isabelle, who knew Zorn better, already sensed that he was likely plotting another terrifying scheme.
At the same time, Veselar the Conspiracy Theorist, one of the three Upper Rank Powerhouses, had already caught the thick scent of a conspiracy.
He narrowed his eyes, carefully studying the little Level Six fellow before him.
One had to know that back when the Ogrande City scroll Chapter unfolded,
he had taken notice of the up-and-coming Fighting Master, Zorn Corick, in Ogrande City.
And the other’s performance had indeed been worthy of his attention.
After a moment of thought, Zorn explained cautiously,
"What I am about to say must not be leaked to anyone."
"I can provide you, Lady Ailuviya, with a very ancient and mysterious ritual."
"Through this ritual, you can guide the Upper Rankers, the Gray Mist Giants."
"You mean, you want me to guide the Gray Mist Giants away to thwart their plans?"
"No!"
Zorn shook his head.
"That alone is not nearly enough."
"As far as I know, behind the current Border Region of the war between Saint Grellele and Saintisman, near Saintisman’s Volcanic Rock Castle..."
"That place is a crucial war hub for Saintisman."
"Not only does it house vast amounts of Saintisman’s war resources, but it is also a resource-rich location where Transcendents excavate ancient ruins."
"You can use the ritual to set an anchor at that location."
"And guide the Gray Mist Giants there completely."
"By doing so, the Gray Mist Giants will severely disrupt the core nodes of Saintisman’s war hub."
"Saintisman’s Volcanic Rock Castle, I know of it,"
Ailuviya responded slowly.
"But you also just said that the Forbidden Bloodline has a method to guide the Gray Mist Giants using the Forbidden Blood of giants."
"Even if I use your ritual to guide the Gray Mist Giants there, they will probably just guide them back again."
Hearing this, Zorn chuckled softly.
"You don’t need to worry, Lady Ailuviya."
"The powerful ritual I am giving you, as long as it is used for guidance and anchored to the corresponding location, will lock the Gray Mist Giants in place for a very long time."
"Moreover..."
Zorn paused, took a deep breath, and continued,
"If those folks from the Forbidden Bloodline truly attempt to use the giants’ Forbidden Blood to guide them,"
"Then... they will only anger the Gray Mist Giants, and they will be the ones who end up unlucky."
There was absolutely no problem with the ritual and its outcome as Zorn described them.
Manipulating these terrifying Upper Rankers.
This was a required course for Players.
Furthermore, the ritual Zorn was employing was far more sophisticated than the Forbidden Bloodline of the Evil God Organization’s method of luring with "Forbidden Blood."
Moreover, using the pull from the Gray Mist Giant Bloodline Source Ritual could effectively confine the Gray Mist Giants’ area of activity.
When that time comes, any attempt by the Forbidden Bloodline to use Forbidden Blood to lure them will only enrage the terrifying Gray Mist Giants.
And they will be the only ones to suffer then.
Of course, one had to at least reach the Upper Rank Level, Level 11, to be able to lure the terrifying Upper Rankers.
Otherwise, a Middle Rank Level individual would be continuously infiltrated by terrifying corruption, mutation, and Forbidden Power just from coming into contact with an Upper Ranker.
A Transcendent between Level Six and Level 10 would be completely melted after just a moment’s confrontation with a terrifying Upper Ranker.
That was why Zorn wanted to hold this gathering here, to bring together the wills of the powerful Upper Rank Powerhouses within this Spirit Realm.
His goal was to let these mighty Upper Rank Powerhouses put their proper abilities to use.
After all!
The Steam Ceremony Tower that Zorn and the others had worked so hard to construct—
a large portion of its power would become an aid to these three Upper Rank Powerhouses.
And it would inevitably be these Upper Rankers who would enjoy the greatest benefits.
"Lady Ailuviya, the people from the Forbidden Bloodline are currently searching for traces of the Gray Mist Giants deep in the Ancient Jungle."
"So, after I give you the ritual later, you will need to act as quickly as possible."
Hearing this, Ailuvia Isaiah nodded slightly.
She naturally understood the importance of her actions and would not delay the plan.
Besides, she was currently deep within the majestic Redwood Forest, watching over the Guardian Ancient Porcelain Holy City, so her position was excellent.
Then, Zorn looked toward Lady Sun.
"As for us, we will naturally proceed as planned, conducting the grand ritual to establish the Steam Realm with the Steam Ceremony Tower."
"Mm! I understand!"
Lady Sun replied.
At this point, Zorn paused.
He looked at one of the three hazy projections from the ritual—Veselar, the Conspiracy Theorist.
’In the original timeline,’
’this terrifying Conspiracy Theorist’s many schemes...’
’...many of his schemes were directed at Zorn Corick,’
’making Zorn Corick’s path fraught with thorns and arduous to walk.’
’This time, Zorn had changed his own path. He would no longer walk it burdened.’
’But someone has to bear it all, right?’
’And the one who needs to withstand the many plots of the terrifying Conspiracy Theorist is—the Lord of War, Joe Moriff!’
’But Joe Moriff was a very cunning fellow.’
’Even though Zorn speculated that Joe Moriff should already be Level Six and possess many powerful abilities,’
’he should already be capable of displaying his formidable methods and abilities on various battlefields.’
’But Zorn had carefully read many of the Steam Empire’s daily reports, especially the sections on the steam battlefields.’
’But he had never found any trace of Joe Moriff’s appearance.’
’Apparently,’
’that guy had also sensed the presence of many powerhouses and was still laying low on the battlefield, secretly developing and growing.’
’As a fellow World-level BOSS, Zorn felt it was time to put some pressure on him.’
After a moment of contemplation, Zorn slowly began to speak.
"All three of you must have also felt it—the epic scroll of the steam tide is surging."
"The entire World has changed."
"So... how many vast epic scrolls are there on the Holy Land Continent right now?"
"Three majestic epic scrolls."
It was Veselar who answered Zorn.
Zorn had noticed him several times before, and he had naturally been aware of it.
"Among them, the Northern Land has one epic scroll that belongs to us."
"And this is the main reason we plan to build the Steam Ceremony Tower here and inscribe the Steam Sacred Mark."
"Yes!"
Zorn nodded gravely.
"There are three epic scrolls, allowing the tide-riders of this World’s new era to write their own epics, their own legends, and forge their own Legendary tales."
"However..."
Zorn said in a low voice,
"The strange lucky few and the favored children who perfectly ride the tides born from different scrolls are each unique."
"Perhaps because I too am a tide-rider from the Ogrande City Chapter,"
"I have a very different feeling about the World of the Holy Land Continent."
"Previously, when I was fighting on the front lines in Ogrande City,"
"I sensed a very peculiar and special existence."
Zorn began to explain in detail.
"His Sequence is filled with the scent of war and gunpowder. He bathes in the depths of war’s flames, secretive and hazy, difficult to grasp or see through."
"He can appear in any corner of the battlefield."
"He can also survey the entire battlefield like an indifferent Divine Spirit."
"I think... within the war with Saintisman, there might... exist a terrifying Sequence like a ’War King’ or something similar."
"As the war progresses, he will grow continuously stronger."
"Such an existence is terrifying. He must be eliminated as soon as possible, and if he cannot be eliminated, he must be contained."
Speaking of this, Zorn once again looked at Veselar, the Conspiracy Theorist.
Veselar was certain to feel a lot from Zorn’s "conspiracy theory"-like explanation.
"Perhaps... when the war for the Ancient Porcelain Holy City begins this time,"
"he might come, hidden in the flames of war."
"I hope that at that time, Lord Veselar will observe carefully, find that person, and track his movements."
Zorn’s explanation inexplicably stirred the heart of Veselar, the Conspiracy Theorist.
A terrifying Sequence hidden beneath the flames of war.
Slowly growing, poised to bring terrible pain and disaster to the World.
Such a terrifying, conspiratorial plan was exactly the kind of thing Veselar, the Conspiracy Theorist, loved.
He looked at Zorn with a slight smile.
"Rest assured, I will pay attention to the fellow you described."
"If he dares to show up, I will most certainly catch some trace of him."
Hearing the reply from Veselar, the Conspiracy Theorist, Zorn felt a sense of relief.
’After all, the methods of Veselar, the Conspiracy Theorist, were incredibly potent.’
’Zorn knew this better than anyone.’
’Once he confirmed and found the "Lord of War," Joe Moriff...’
’...things would get very interesting.’
’The pressure that numerous powerful and secretive existences had previously placed on Zorn Corick was now about to be transferred to the second World-level BOSS.’
’And this second World-level BOSS would have to face even greater pressure.’
’After all, the first World-level BOSS was now secretly working against him.’
