190. Crafting

"Well then... everyone, I look forward to seeing you again next time!"

Finally, the organizers of the gathering announced its end, and the numerous silver-masked men in black departed in different directions—they chose this location because the abandoned factory was drafty and provided an easy escape route.

"Let's go!"

Sulu followed behind Fatima, a cryptic smile playing on his lips beneath the mask.

He memorized the auras of most of the extraordinary individuals present.

The next time they're found in the Mind World, they can confirm the other party's identity as a wild superhuman and then exploit them to their heart's content.

I wonder if this will create a new legend within the supernatural community of Nia City?... A shadowy figure stealing abilities in a dream—that sounds pretty cool.

After entering the sewers, Sulu tossed a bag of Gold Dragon to Fatima: "This is the reward I promised."

Thank you! Best of luck!

Fatima checked her spoils, said nothing more, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"A qualified detective!"

Sulu commented, climbed out of the sewer he had come from, quickly changed his clothes, and transformed back into a respectable young master. He then found his coachman and returned to the Doliv Manor.

Night fell.

The clear moonlight bathed the streets.

Sulu's spirit wandered around the real world for a while, then quickly leaped into the second layer of the Spirit World.

Upon arriving in this world, all the architectural projections and other elements from the original Phantom Spirit World vanished, leaving only a pure ocean of consciousness.

Here, everyone's hearts connect, forming different secret realms or isolated islands, which is quite eerie.

"Ordinary people! Ordinary people! Ordinary people!"

Sulu swiftly passed by the secret realms of ordinary people, avoiding the direction of the Church of Light and the Federal Bureau 11, and continued searching within the Nia City.

Finally, a stark 'island' appeared before our eyes.

"Judging from their aura, they are the wild superhumans I saw during the day..."

This is the ability of a [Medium], a way of recognizing the aura of the Spirit World, simply distinguishing whether one has seen it before or not.

"And judging by size, it's around second order, which is just the right size..."

Observing targets and obtaining intelligence from the Mind World is Sulu's most frequently used method. It is not only highly accurate but also extremely covert, and has never been discovered.

After identifying his target, he found himself in a secret realm.

Boom!

The surrounding scenery changed, and it seemed as if we had arrived at a volcano crater.

The mind of the second-tier transcendent being instantly suppressed him.

The terrifying temperature spread, affecting Sulu's spirit.

"Awooo!"

Emerging from the scorching, sparking mountain pass was a fire demon made of rock, its body flowing with molten lava.

"Monster-like defense? How naive!"

Sulu watched this scene and commented calmly.

As a third-tier [Thaumaturge], he wouldn't be so easily defeated in the Mind Secret Realm of a second-tier transcendent being.

Of course, this Flame Demon is also extremely powerful.

If it's just about destruction, then it's not very difficult. But Psychic Thaumaturgy is like a complex and precise surgical operation, which requires a high level of skill.

"Spirit Pressure!"

Sulu thought for a moment, and the first thing he did was to focus on Spirit Pressure. He condensed the immense pressure into a beam and applied it to the Flame Demon's knee.

Snap!

The massive Flame Demon suddenly trembled, almost kneeling on one knee.

"Don't be afraid, little one, it's just a minor surgery!"

Sulu spread his right hand and grabbed at the Flame Demon.

Sizzle!

Chains resembling those burning pale flames extended continuously from the ground, branching out in five directions and binding the Flame Demon tightly.

"Awooo!"

Now, no matter how much the other party roared, they couldn't move.

Click!

Thick rocks shattered on the Flame Demon's chest, revealing the head of an ordinary human.

"Unfamiliar guy, your name, background..."

Sulu crossed his arms, trying to extract something more from the other person.

"Kings Patch..."

After breaking through the defenses, the superhuman's subconscious completely opened up to Sulu.

This was to let Sulu know that the other party was also from a family of extraordinary individuals, had obtained professional information from his father, and had taken advantage of the Dawn of Gods to advance to the second-tier elite level.

"As for Kings himself, he's a restaurant owner... his profession is [The Unburnt], a niche spellcasting profession that rose from [Apprentice], specializing in fire magic... Unfortunately, he has no third-tier inheritance whatsoever, which is the tragedy of many professions..."

Not every career path leads to the end.

In reality, most people find themselves blocked out at the second stage.

That's why Sulu understood how important a fifth-tier inherited profession was; it was something that could make lower-level extraordinary beings risk their lives.

Even he himself only had the [Planeswalker] lineage to follow by chance, and it was incomplete.

"Besides, the [Witch Hunter] lineage of the Portley Family is already missing the fifth tier, and the [Arcanist] lineage within Green Tree Castle's Inner Circle is neither suitable for me nor something I can obtain... In the end, only the Necro-Spirit lineage in the <Book of Nameless Necro-Spirits> remains..."

The Book of Nameless Necro-Spirits must contain information about legendary professions, and it might even include information about sixth-tier mythical professions.

It would be impossible for Sulu not to be tempted.

At least, it can serve as a backup plan; if the body dies one day and there's nothing else to do, there's still a chance for a final rescue and struggle.

"Speaking of which... I also have a connection with the Spirit World. Whether as a [Medium] or a [Necro-Spirit], I have a deep relationship with Spirit World..."

Sulu smiled, stopped thinking, and looked at his muddled subconscious in front of him.

"I feel a bit excited, like I'm back on Earth, playing a gacha game..."

His expression was somewhat enigmatic as he drew a blank Thaumaturgy Card: "Psychic Thaumaturgy... Seal!"

In his vision, Kings ' subconscious suddenly became translucent, turning into several different colors, representing different areas.

Each area contains 'abilities' that can be extracted and sealed!

Of course, the more complex and advanced the skill, the more difficult it is to obtain and the higher the chance of failure, which is normal.

The next moment, the silver light representing Psychic Thaumaturgy invaded these colored areas, covering a patch of crimson light.

A wisp of flame was extracted and sealed into Thaumaturgy Card.

A few seconds later, a brand new card fell from mid-air.

"' Fireball '? Slightly less powerful than a grenade explosion? This is basically the most orthodox fire magic..."

Sulu smiled, not caring at all about being discovered or anything else, and drew again.

Snap!

The second Thaumaturgy Card exploded mid-air.

"This is due to the probability of failure, let's try again!"

Fortunately, aside from one failure, all the others were successful, and Sulu did not use up all his Thaumaturgy Card here.

To be honest, even a Tier 2 professional wouldn't have the ability to 'charge' more than twenty Thaumaturgy Card at the same time!

In the end, he only made five 'spell cards'.