Douluo: Reincarnation of Wendy, the Wind of Freedom

Chapter 168: Godly Texts
Wendy: “…”

What else is there to say?
"My original intention was to teach you some things, but now it seems there's no need for that."

Wendy is having a bit of a headache right now.

Looking at this plane of consciousness that hadn't even given rise to the slightest bit of nascent awareness, it seemed that he was the only one left to modify it.

"Please, my lord."

The girl consciously made way for Wendy, obediently walking to the side and bowing slightly.

Wendy was speechless upon seeing this, and he smiled and shook his head gently.

"No need for that, I don't care about these rules."

The Silver Dragon King remained motionless.

It's clear that Wendy doesn't care, but she does.

I understood, but I didn't do it.

Wendy had gotten used to the unique customs of the Douluo world. He smiled wryly and walked toward the smooth white sphere.

Raise your hand, and a shimmering light will surround your palm.

Without much hesitation, after a brief moment of preparation, Wendy attached the azure light to the plane's consciousness.

The Silver Dragon King watched intently from the side.

She focused all the power she could muster on her eyes and her perception of the surrounding space, and in the end, she actually managed to see some details.

The blue light in Wendy's palm is not simply energy.

It was a script, an obscure language she had never seen before.

These tiny characters gathered densely in Wendy's palm, eventually transforming into a ball of blue light that shimmered in her hand.

Under Wendy's manipulation, the radiance formed by the stacked words gradually merged into the white sphere without any repulsion, and the whole process went exceptionally smoothly.

Just as the Silver Dragon King was preparing for a more in-depth analysis...

A touch of warmth landed on the back of her hand.

Bright red liquid flowed from the corner of her eye, sliding down the girl's cheek. "Your current strength is too low. Don't rashly try to observe these things; your consciousness can't handle it."

Just as the Silver Dragon King was staring blankly at the blood on the back of her hand, a gentle voice sounded in her ear.

Immediately following was the black figure that appeared before them.

Wendy's face still bore that signature smile.

The Silver Dragon King raised his head, his purple eyes reflecting a fair hand.

Wendy raised her hand and gently placed it on the Silver Dragon King's eyes.

"Close your eyes and don't resist. You can't look at these things yet. Looking at them too much will cause irreversible damage to you."

While healing the Silver Dragon King, Wendy spoke softly.

The Silver Dragon King's sea of ​​consciousness is currently very unstable; this is the price of directly looking at the invisible.

Those divine scripts that inscribe the laws of the planes are not something the Silver Dragon King, who is currently at the level of a weakened second-tier god, can decipher.

Forcing an analysis only resulted in something like this; she herself didn't even realize that her consciousness had almost collapsed.

If Wendy hadn't intervened in time, she probably wouldn't even have god-level strength left by now.

This process lasted for several minutes before Wendy withdrew her hand.

Immediately afterwards, the Silver Dragon King opened his eyes.

Her eyes had returned to their previous state, and her consciousness had been healed.

As for the texts that she had read and that had automatically entered her consciousness, Wendy deleted them directly.

Incidentally, Wendy also left a trace of his own power within the Silver Dragon King's body.

After all, the Silver Dragon King is now considered one of his men, so he needs some protection.

"My lord, where are we going next?"

"Or do you have any new orders?"

(Worked overtime, just got home)
(End of this chapter)