The Prophetess's lips twitched as she looked at the scattered fragments of her artifacts, her face full of regret. She shook her head heavily, and even the two lively ponytail-like tendrils behind her head seemed to have lost their luster.
"A hundred billion! At least a hundred billion down the drain in one go!"
Well, those weren't her actual words. Yu Lian had simply dubbed them over the movement of her lips.
But it was obvious that this woman, who could move surprisingly fast even on a powered stretcher, had no intention of fighting in her observatory. She ignored the taunt Yu Lian had just dubbed for her and didn't even glance at him. Instead, she waved her hand and swiftly opened a portal of light in the floor.
"A mental vault? A dimensional shelter?"
Yu Lian was still pondering the question when a glimmer of light passed through the psionic array on the floor. It wasn't the vast, sacred, awe-inspiring radiance of a large array in operation. It was more like a little stream on the verge of running dry. Even so, it had successfully activated. Four enormous, fearsome monsters, each as big as an adult Kodiak bear, then crawled out from behind the rising light.
The monsters actually looked pretty impressive, combining good looks with a commanding presence. They'd have been perfect as a guardian boss or as the protagonist's divine beast companion in a movie. The only problem was that they showed none of the signs of life.
Yu Lian knew that these monsters were thought-beasts, an innate psionic ability awakened by practitioners of the Wisdom constellation at a certain stage. Apparently, the Gifted and the Harmonious could awaken it too, but the requirements were demanding and cases were rare.
As everyone knew, Wisdom was perhaps the