allendalepharm Chapter 283 Glassmaking is mostly a wonderful thing.
Chapter 283 Glassmaking is mostly a wonderful thing.
Chapter 283 Making glass is such a wonderful thing
Inside the device, the ocean of light dimmed slightly, no longer as frenzied as before.
Modi felt completely drained; that single blast of light had consumed a portion of his body's strength.
Although he could launch several more attacks like the one just now, the overwhelming feeling of weakness within him made him decide against it.
"Why does this feel like a period of deep meditation?" Mordy wandered lazily in the ocean of light, unable to muster any thoughts.
Pandora's voice rang out: "Okay, the sudden extraction of energy will cause weakness, I've noted that, similar to men..."
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"Shut up, Pandora!"
"Okay, but there's something I need to discuss with you."
Pandora put away her joking thoughts and became serious.
"Through the practical test just now, I found that there is still a lot of room for optimization in the amplifier. Just like the energy we just used, we don't need to unleash it all at once..."
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After listening for a while, Modi nodded from time to time, then got straight to the point: "Just tell me, what else do you want?"
"I would like to ask you to do it again, to put the theory to practical testing." Pandora revealed his true colors.
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You Pandora, you actually coveted the light within me.
The ocean of light flickered and rose and fell with the changes in Modi's emotions.
After a long pause, he slowly spoke: "You need to know that doing this kind of behavior, which drains my body's energy too much, will cause some damage to my body..."
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"I'll add more money," Pandora said, holding up one finger. "I'll double the rare resources you promised earlier."
"But then again, with my physical condition, I could probably manage a few more rounds."
Money doesn't matter; what he really wants is to crack down on the Death Curse domain and safeguard world peace.
The mothership adjusted its angle and recalibrated its coordinates.
In fact, there is no need to search for targets, since those large Gates of Oblivion are quite obvious and numerous, making them easy to find.
Looking down at the planet's surface from space, one can clearly see patches of dark purple areas, which are all lands ravaged by the Death Curse Domain.
"What we did just now was too wasteful. We used all our energy at once, like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito."
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Pandora chatted with him while adjusting the instruments.
For some reason, Modi was reminded of a doctor comforting a patient. Pandora was the surgeon, and he was the patient on the operating table.
"Okay, please repeat the previous steps one more time."
Why do I feel like you're even more eager to ejaculate than I am?
Modi's expression was strange as he followed the previous steps to once again stimulate the energy within his body.
The ocean of light boiled, its radiance enough to blind the eyes.
The mothership's main cannon gathered immense energy, and the light spear pierced out instantly, forming a magnificent pillar of light on the planet's surface.
After the heat and light were applied, the dark purple area on the ground was completely wiped away, leaving only a piece of land with a surface that had been burned into glass.
"The operation was successfully completed, and the remaining solar energy reserves are expected to be enough to burn glass three more times."
Pandora noodles flushed, as if they had awakened some incredible hobby.
The mothership followed suit, continuing its targeted cleanup of the forgotten gates, which resembled cancer cells.
The three luminous spears fell, creating three more crystallized areas on the planet's surface.
"Burning glass is a wonderful thing."
Modi stepped out of the amplifier, supporting his back, a look of disbelief flashing across his face.
"Scran, shouldn't the Dark Council have a way to restore light energy?"
"That does exist, but I'm afraid it won't be very effective for you."
Why?
"Given your recovery ability, even if you use my method, it probably won't be much faster."
Skran felt somewhat ashamed; he could see Mordi's radiance recovering at a visible speed.
Even if he rode at top speed, he couldn't catch up with that recovery speed.
"I have a suggestion: why don't you go to outer space and sunbathe? That might speed up your recovery."
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Sunbathing? That's not a bad idea.
However... Modi scratched his cheek, giving off a Kryptonian vibe.
Without hesitation, he told Pandora his idea, and she opened a hatch, allowing him to sunbathe outside of the mothership.
As the solar wind swept over his body, his internal light energy rapidly returned. He comfortably squinted his eyes and looked at the dazzling light object suspended in the vast deep space.
That is the only star in this planetary system, and according to its spectrum, it belongs to the K-type star.
"The stars, I wonder when the Blood Sea will be able to possess a size and status comparable to the stars."
That is destined to be a very distant thing. Even immortals cannot compare to stars in terms of size and status.
Perhaps only a demon god could surpass it.
"I remember the sun above Itnity, which was a fragment of the God of Light. If even a fragment was this size, it's hard to imagine how enormous the complete God of Light must have been."
He's still a long way from becoming a star. He should set himself a small goal first: to become an immortal.
Ordinary long-lived beings are enough to cause natural disasters on the earth's surface, but compared to immortal beings, long-lived beings are like fireflies in decaying grass compared to the bright moon in the sky.
The difference between the two is enormous.
Modi looked to the other side, and a bright blue world came into view.
"Once I advance to the Immortal realm, dealing with a planet of this size shouldn't be a big problem."
He gestured with his palm towards the planet a couple of times, then, feeling he had sunbathed enough, he turned back towards the mothership.
"You're finally back. I've already calibrated the coordinates, and we're just waiting for you to be ready to strike the next target."
Wild Pandora has appeared!
Looking at her still flushed face, Modi looked troubled.
I feel like Pandora's personality has become a bit off.
Considering that the mothership could be considered her vessel, Mordi's expression grew increasingly strange.
"Oh, right, there's one more thing."
A small light bulb lit up on Pandora's head, immediately attracting Mordy's attention.
"I've thought about what you mentioned to me before for a while, and I think what you said makes sense, so I've decided to take your suggestion."
Recently, although she has dealt with many small and medium-sized Gates of Oblivion, and even destroyed several large Gates of Oblivion, she still finds it difficult to face the vast number of enemies.
That's why she agreed.
"A proposal?" Mordy was taken aback. "Which proposal are you referring to?"
As an advisor, he offered many suggestions, some of which were adopted and some were not. For a moment, he didn't know which Pandora he was referring to.
"Of course, it's the non-human, sentient life form soldier modification you proposed." The situation is dire; if you could utilize the enemy's corpses, it would surely alleviate my pressure.
She said helplessly, "The thought of the large number of unrecoverable corpses of cursed relatives in the inventory gives me a headache."
The corpses of the Death Curse's remnants were of a peculiar nature, unlike anything she had ever seen before, and there was no other way to deal with them except to completely destroy them.
"Oh, this." Modi lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, then opened them again. "It'll cost extra."
"Don't worry, all the resources I promised you will be provided... By the way, what exactly do you want all that metal material and high-energy gas for?"
"I want to use it to build space battleships and Gundams," Modi said seriously.
Pandora's eyes flickered with suspicion for a moment, then she smiled gently, "I look forward to that day. If it comes, I hope you'll let me up to take a look. Don't worry, I won't leave them any backdoors."
Although she couldn't see any mechanical talent in Modi, only his expertise in biotechnology, she knew that she absolutely couldn't dampen his enthusiasm at this moment.
Otherwise, the deal would not go through.
The spear of light continued to fall. Even though its destination wasn't his side, he could still see the trail it left across the sky and feel the burning heat transmitted from his companion before his death through the mental network.
"What a terrifying light! It reminds me of the blazing sun I saw when I was fighting in Itnity."
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To those unaware of the truth, it was just a sun that would rise every day as usual.
But for him, Kosuros, a Mind Flayer immortal, the true nature of that sun was all too clear.
Therefore, when he was conquering the various kingdoms of the Central Plains, he was even reluctant to look up at the sun, fearing that the fragment would suddenly explode and burn him to ashes.
And now, he actually sensed an aura similar to that of the fragments of the God of Light within that luminous spear.
This made him curious about which follower of the God of Light had caused the commotion.
In his mind, only the faithful followers left behind by the ancient god of light could shoot out such light with pure destructive power.
They resembled the ancient god they worshipped, cold and ruthless.
"Such a powerful light spear, fired only three hours apart, must be a high priest in the church, that follower of the God of Light."
Thinking this, Kosulos looked behind him with some worry. Not far away, a medium-sized Gate of Oblivion stood silently, from which came terrifying howls.
He was in charge of guarding the Gate of Oblivion, and at the same time, he sent people out to search for their mastermind, which was what the Death Curse Lord demanded.
"A cluster of dead light—that's too abstract a description. Couldn't the mainframe provide some more concrete clues?"
Kosulos shook his facial whiskers, looking quite helpless.
He knew the request was absurd, but he had no other choice; since the mastermind had given the order, they had to carry it out.
Unless he becomes a mind-stealer who breaks free from the mastermind's control.
As I pondered, another spear of light streaked across the sky and fell to an unknown destination.
Kothulus silently mourned for his unfortunate kin who fell where the spear of light struck, but was thankful that he was guarding only a medium-sized portal, not a large one, so at least he wouldn't be wiped out by the spear of light.
"Hmm? Wait, this feeling..."
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He shuddered, his beard stopped swaying, and an ominous premonition from his telepathy exploded in his mind.
"Hiss... All units, take note, prepare for battle, something's coming."
He intercepted a strange fluctuation that sent chills down his spine while also giving him a strange sense of familiarity.
The feeling was so familiar that he subconsciously assumed the visitor was one of his own kind.
On the Nautilus airship, the high-ranking Mind Flayers remained silent, establishing a mental connection with the airship's consciousness and directing their cannons to aim at the target.
On the ground, the Death Curse's remnants, dragging their black mist-like bodies, lingered and waited in a tense standoff.
Kosulos was tense, brewing a surge of inner energy.
Suddenly, a strange telepathic connection appeared on the network, startling everyone and leaving them speechless.
"Only our own kind can access the mind network, so why does this consciousness feel so strange to me?"
Just as Kosoulos was wondering, a massive wave of malice surged into the mental network and spread through their mental connections.
The kin of the Death Curse, tainted by this malice, suddenly froze in place, their bodies stiff and unable to move.
The mind flayers' reactions were even more exaggerated; those tainted by malice would invariably collapse to the ground, clutching their heads and letting out frantic roars.
Their psychic energy poured out uncontrollably, disrupting the already chaotic mental network. The Death Curse's retinue on earth were also affected by them, falling into chaos and attacking each other indiscriminately.
The airship's consciousness was also affected, and it teetered precariously in the air, at risk of crashing to the ground at any moment.
"This is a mind virus!" Kosulos realized belatedly, forcibly suppressing his severe headache and releasing a surge of powerful mental energy.
The entire mental network fell silent, as if he had temporarily severed all connections.
"Everyone, use the second communication method and do not connect to the network for the time being."
Kosoulos took out a shell-shaped communicator and gave the order.
The chaos on the battlefield had subsided, but he couldn't feel happy at all.
Before they even saw the enemy, they had already lost the initiative and suffered a great loss in terms of information.
He had reason to believe that the enemy must have cracked their mental network to easily hack into it.
The ground suddenly trembled, and Kosuros noticed the anomaly. His telepathic senses indicated that something massive was approaching from deep underground.
"Attention all units, the enemy is right beneath our feet."
The earth burst open, and a figure shrouded in black mist emerged from it. Even from the airship, Kosuros could feel its immense size.
It was a giant worm shrouded in black mist, with mouthparts like a lamprey. After emerging from the ground, it continued its momentum into the sky, swallowing a Nautilus airship whole.
A terrible chewing sound rang out, and the worm fell to the ground, burrowing deep into the earth once more.
Kosoulos's face darkened. Their attacks struck the worm, but were blocked by its thick scales, yielding little effect.
"That's a necromancer creation. Could there be a necromancer hiding here?"
The earth trembled again, and Kosuros's eyes sharpened as he gathered his mental energy, ready to immobilize the attacking worms at any moment.
As the worm burst from the ground, his telepathic senses locked onto the target from afar, and his mental focus instantly acted upon the worm.
To his surprise, the worm did not struggle, but instead got stuck on the ground, its mouth wide open, making vomiting noises.
A large cloud of black mist poured out of the worm's mouth and spread rapidly, with shadowy figures appearing within it, as if countless ghosts were hiding in the mist.
The high-ranking mind flayers stared wide-eyed at the black mist spewed out by the worm, a sense of unease rising in their hearts.
They finally realized where that eerie sense of familiarity came from.
From the black mist, figures resembling them staggered out; they were their former kin, now transformed into mutated corpses by an unknown force.
Looking at his former compatriots, Kossoulos felt an indescribable evil that made him pause slightly.
He couldn't imagine what could be more sinister than them, something that sent chills down his spine.