"Are you the one in the rumors...Legendary Arcanist?" Hernandez asked in a trembling voice, his teeth chattering unconsciously, and the eyes he looked at Ian were filled with unprecedented fear.
"It seems that you have heard of my name," Ian said with a playful smile, "Your 'Main God''s reaction speed is actually faster than I expected."
Hernandez's mind went blank at this time, and he had no idea how to deal with it. Standing in front of him was a real Eighth Tier (Tier 8) terrifying powerhouse.. Among the vast sea of the Samsara Hall, Eighth Tier is already the pinnacle existence standing at the top of the pyramid. Even if the total number of Reincarnators is tens of millions, the number of powerful people who can reach this level will probably not exceed thirty.
"I originally planned to get some information from you, but I guess that as soon as you even think about opening your mouth, you may be blocked by some kind of ban in an instant." Ian said while observing Hernandez's expression.
Hearing this, the latter nodded like crazy, with a hint of humble pleading in his eyes, hoping that the powerful Arcanist would be merciful and let him go, although he knew very well that such extravagant wishes would most likely only appear in dreams.
Ian's eyes fell on the strange black watch on Hernandez's wrist. "From the moment I appeared, your expression changed drastically. It must have been this watch that sent you an alarm message." However, when Ian tried to look directly at the dial with the naked eye, he found that it was empty and could not capture anything.
"Is it directly connected to the visual cortex?" Ian murmured in a low voice. He took a step forward and locked his eyes on Hernandez's pupils, trying to read the other party's retina and visual nerve data.
"Still not? It seems that the link depth of this thing is beyond imagination, and it is very likely that it is directly imprinted on the soul." Ian analyzed calmly, and then called out to Sea of Consciousness, "Morgana."
"Yes, Master." Blink The charming House-elf with purple light appeared out of thin air.
"Scan this watch and give me the most detailed analysis report."
"Yes, Captain!" Morgana saluted playfully, then put away her smiling face, her eyes bursting with extremely complex data streams, staring at the black watch. After a few minutes, she frowned slightly, and her expression became a little solemn. "Master, the material of this watch is very unique, and the complexity of its atomic structure is unheard of."
"What specific findings were made?"
"Preliminary calculations show that this thing is nearly indestructible on a physical level - its strength is even far greater than the 'Magium' you synthesized by yourself." Morgana gave an astonishing conclusion, "Even if you throw it into the center of the 'Void Energy Bomb' that can instantly Annihilation hundreds of universe timelines, it will most likely survive without any damage."
A strange color flashed deep in Ian's eyes. A hundred timelines are equivalent to the size of a hundred parallel universes. "Is there anything else?"
"This is the tricky part of the problem. Although I can analyze its material composition, I can't understand the technical logic behind this watch at all. From my analytical perspective, it looks like a piece of ordinary metal with exquisite craftsmanship." Morgana shook his head helplessly.
"This means that the level of civilization represented by this watch has far exceeded all the technical categories we can currently access." Ian concluded thoughtfully.
"Yes, this is both bad news and excellent good news." Morgana nodded in agreement. The bad news is that they are confused about it now, but the good news is that as long as Empire can conquer any of the key technologies, the entire Arcanist Civilization foundation will usher in an unprecedented leap.
Even just figuring out the synthesis formula of this material is enough to increase Empire's military strength several times.
While the master and servant were talking, Hernandez on the side was completely dumbfounded. He had heard that in the Samsara Hall, countless legal experts and top scientists tried to analyze 'Reincarnation Watch', but in the end they could not even identify its basic material. But these two monsters in front of him actually came up with such a conclusion of Shocker in just a few minutes.
What made him feel that his world view had collapsed even more was that the other party was talking casually about 'Void Energy'. Among the Samsara Hall, although Void Energy was on sale, the digital price of Astronomy was simply disappointing.
There was once an amazing Seventh Tier immortal master who tried to study Void Energy, hoping to use it to create a forbidden technique to kill enemies across levels. However, during the experiment, he was instantly Annihilation ed by violent energy, and even the scum was left behind. Since then, Void Energy has been listed as an absolute taboo in all Samsara Hall systems.
"The so-called 'Main God', in order to prevent you from leaking the secret, must have planted some kind of contract restriction deep in your soul. In this case, we will go directly in and search." Ian looked at Hernandez indifferently.
With just a glance, Ian roughly forced his way into Hernandez's Soul Dimension. What entered his eyes was a white light so pure that it made people panic. Ian knew very well that this was only the most superficial level of consciousness.
As Ian took a step forward, the surrounding scene suddenly changed. He saw an extremely young and childish Hernandez, standing in the street in despair, watching a black-haired beauty walk away, and the lingering sound of her cold rejection seemed to be echoing in his ears. That night, the decadent young man was very drunk, and then picked up a black watch on the roadside.
A line of cold text jumped out on the black dial: [Do you want to know the meaning of life? Yes/No].
Under the emotional impulse mixed with alcohol and despair, Hernandez chose "yes" and embarked on the road of no return for Reincarnators. Ironically, he has never regretted this decision. Compared with the mediocrity and depression of real life, the bloody and unknown days of the Samsara Hall made him feel that his life was more real and fulfilling.. As for death that may come at any time? Hernandez firmly believes that it is much easier to endure than the pain of being humiliated by a loved one.
"Very interesting kid." Ian commented lightly, and he passed through the second layer Soul Dimension, which was constructed from core memory.
Taking another step, the scene instantly collapsed and reorganized. Ian appeared in front of a towering castle. This is the third floor of Soul Dimension. It is usually the residence where the soul body resides, and it is also the spiritual barrier where Arcanists have laid out heavy defenses.
Depending on the individual's imagination, this can be a city or a maze of Fianto Duri, or it can be an overwhelming interstellar fleet, or even a supercomputer that is encrypted to the extreme.
"Such a crude spiritual defense line." Ian sneered, and his body instantly turned into countless bright spots of light, like an all-pervasive breeze, penetrating into the interior of the castle without any hindrance. A few minutes later, he found Hernandez's soul body in a dark armory.
"How could you possibly break in here?!" Hernandez screamed in shock. In order to save his life, he resorted to selling everything and spent all his savings to buy this set of defensive treasures named 'Soul Golden Bell Shield' from a high-level immortal cultivator.
"Kid, if I wasn't worried about hurting your brain, I could have forcibly captured your soul on the first level." Ian responded disdainfully.
"The first level? What is that?" Hernandez looked confused. He obviously knew nothing about soul science.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain to you. Just cooperate and don't increase my workload."
"Don't even think about it! This is my Sea of Consciousness! According to the theory of immortal cultivators, here, I am the omnipotent god!" Hernandez roared, and his soul body suddenly expanded to twenty meters high. He was wearing dazzling gold heavy armor and holding two Law of Thunder twining giant hammers, majestic.
"Unfathomably stupid." Ian just snorted coldly, and a mysterious soul wave swept out of his body.
The golden Giant, which was standing tall one second, shrank like a deflated rubber ball in the next second, and before Hernandez could react, it was tied tightly by a bundle of transparent arcane ropes and could not move.
"Even if we have the home field advantage, the difference in soul quality between you and me is like dust to the sun." Ian walked up to him slowly, "What's more, you know nothing about the power of the soul."
Although Hernandez calls himself a 'super Divine Power superpower', his power comes more from the brutal mutation of brain cells and DNA than from the true meaning deep in the soul. In front of a soul master like Ian, his three-legged cat method is full of flaws, not to mention that he is only the No. Third Tier.
"You seem to have read too many fairy novels." Ian teased while analyzing the other party's soul structure.
"My dream is to become the supreme immortal cultivator!"
"Then why do you want to refine the Divine Power system?"
"Because I was born without 'Spirit Root', I plan to save enough Samsara Points first, and then redeem it for the top Spirit Root in the world."
"Save points? At your level, this is simply the stupidest strategy." Ian shook his head. Survival is the eternal theme of the Samsara Hall. Smart people will convert points into immediate combat power in the early stage to increase the survival rate. Only when you reach a high level can you be qualified to talk about future plans.
Hernandez lowered his head in shame. In fact, many people had warned him like this, but he was always stubborn and didn't realize how ridiculous his arrogance was until this moment.
"Found it." Ian's eyes suddenly condensed. In the most secret corner of Hernandez's soul, he discovered an extremely subtle mysterious character deeply embedded in the veins of his soul.
'As I expected, this so-called Main God did not sign the contract on the fourth floor of Soul Dimension. It seems that in its tribe, it is just a weakling who is not popular.'
Arcane Empire has just recently spied on the edge of the fourth layer of Soul Dimension, and named it 'Soul Truth Layer'. It is considered to be the source and authenticity of the soul of all things, and is the Source that gives the soul semi-eternal attributes. It is also very likely to be the Origin Land that is shackles of the 'human limit'. Although the research on the Empire is still in its infancy and little is known about Ian, this does not prevent him from using it as a yardstick to judge the strength of Main God.
Ian concentrated all his energy Divine Power on the character in Hernandez's body. A vast, ancient and noble aura rushed to his face, as if it was the starting point of all things and contained some kind of great power that surpassed all Authority.
Countless and complex inspirations collided crazily in Ian's mind, and he seemed to have captured some shocking secret that could rewrite the history of the Empire. A few seconds later, Arcane Emperor, who had always been overwhelmed but remained unchanged, couldn't help but let out a gaffeful exclamation:
"This... is this the legendary 'Origin Runes'?!"