As Long Xiruo struggled to her feet, a cross-shaped post suddenly rose from the deck of the metal bridge.
The post exerted a powerful suction, pinning her body against it in an instant.
And she was not alone. Everyone on the metal bridge, including Su Zijun, was now trapped against similar posts... like prisoners awaiting execution.
Long Xiruo struggled hard a few times, to no avail.
Below them, the enormous sphere slowly rose, returning to its original position.
Count Dekleya stood atop the sphere, watching everything.
At last, the enormous sphere returned to its original position. The displaced metal pillars also moved back into place and restarted.
Count Dekleya held the orb of light called the Book of Alaya, a faint smile on its face. Its left hand, that skeletal palm, looked utterly sinister now.
"Soon."
Count Dekleya chuckled. "Very soon, everything in primary reality 003 will serve me."
On the metal bridge below, Long Xiruo and the others watched Count Dekleya with mounting alarm, feeling a fear that came from deep within.
"You... what exactly are you trying to do?!"
"Dragonkin!"
Count Dekleya grinned wickedly. "There is no harm in telling you... You will soon become witnesses! Witnesses to my ascension to greatness! This object is called the Book of Alaya..."
Count Dekleya extended the glowing orb in its hand. "Of course, it may have many different names in this primary reality... In your region, you might call it 'the Heavenly Dao.' Elsewhere, they call it 'the Dead Sea Scrolls'... As for us, we are more accustomed to calling it the Book of Alaya."
"The Heavenly Dao?" Su Zijun sneered, despite her less-than-ideal situation. "You're saying you hold 'the Heavenly Dao' in your hand? Have you lost your mind?"
Count Dekleya remained unbothered. "Naturally, it is not the true