Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 152 Malicious Manipulation

Ronan was unaware of what Lehart was thinking; otherwise, he would have told him.

You're right if you haven't seen it before; it's something of demigod level.

The Valley of the Dead doesn't even know if it has any demigod-level equipment.

Ronan currently only knows of one other semi-divine artifact of the same level—the "Elemental Aggregator"—within a certain elemental academy.

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"It's good to keep it running; maybe it will have an unexpected effect later."

Lehart simply stopped blocking Ronan Ping.

He walked to the lakeshore, his gaze piercing through the azure water, as if he were staring into something.

Ronan vaguely sensed that a burst of extremely strong mental energy suddenly erupted from Lehart's body and began to sweep towards the bottom of the lake.

If he hadn't already reached the mental strength required for a professional class, he would probably be just as oblivious to this matter as the other two.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual realm followed suit, extending towards the bottom of the lake.

He wanted to see what lay beneath the azure lake.

As the spiritual energy extended downwards, the lake water gradually changed from azure to deep blue, and then to a darkness that swallowed everything.

Logically speaking, this is a sensory experience that only vision can provide, mainly due to the light.

But at this moment, Ronan's mental energy also felt the same treatment.

The deeper he explored into the lake, the more difficult it became to extend his mental domain, and the smaller the perceptible range became. He could barely keep up with Lehart's mental perception.

At this point, Ronan also realized that something was wrong at the bottom of the lake; there was probably something big inside.

He couldn't help but wonder what those two people, the fat one and the thin one, had done earlier.

Even with their combined strength, they couldn't reach a place like this.

Unbeknownst to him, Ronan discovered that his mental domain had reached the bottom of the lake. Lehart's mental perception suddenly changed direction and rushed straight ahead in one direction, and Ronan immediately followed.

It was at this moment that he discovered a few grains of star core sand at the bottom of the lake.

The distribution of these star core sands is irregular, forming a strange pattern that looks like an eye.

This must be the work of the two people, one fat and one thin.

Ronan just didn't understand the purpose of putting up such a pattern here.

His mental realm remained firmly behind Reihart's mental perception.

Gradually, he discovered more and more eye patterns formed by the sands of the star core.

These eye patterns are almost evenly spaced and appear to be surrounding something.

Reihart's mental perception clearly also detected this phenomenon, and he immediately probed towards the central area surrounded by numerous star cores of sand.

When Ronan finally arrived in his spiritual realm, he discovered the bottomless pit in the central area.

This huge pit is like a texture on the bottom of a lake. No water flows into the pit, but as soon as you get close, an invisible gravitational force seems to be sucking all spiritual energy into it.

"Alright, that's enough. Go back."

"Lehart said to Ronan from the lakeside."

He had clearly discovered long ago that Ronan's mental power was closely following his mental perception.

"Captain, what's that?" Ronan couldn't help but ask.

Reihart shook his head, somewhat uncertainly saying, "It looks like some kind of mental seal; something must be suppressed inside."

So, did those two apprentices from the Plague lineage come here to reinforce the seal?

Ronan thought to himself that the eye pattern formed by these star core sands seemed to be for reinforcing the seal.

"Captain, did you see the patterns around the pit?" Ronan asked.

"I see it." Leha nodded and said, "It should be some kind of reinforced seal."

Reihart shared the same view.

Then Ronan said, "I noticed that some of the star core sand in the patterns has been depleted, which should be caused by the eddies at the bottom of the lake."

"What are you planning to do? You'd better not do anything reckless," Reihart warned.

"Captain, I have a feeling that there is something terrifying in the big pit at the bottom of the lake. I want to replenish the Star Core Sand that I have used up."

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"It's best not to. Report it to the college first and let someone else handle it."

Ronan's unease grew stronger: "Captain, I don't know why, but ever since I saw that big pit, a voice in my head has been telling me that if those patterns aren't filled in, something terrible will happen."

Reihart said thoughtfully, "Actually, I feel the same way—"

"No! This isn't what you think. I need to report this immediately."

Reihart immediately realized what was happening, took out a small crystal ball, and began contacting the higher-ups of the Necromancer Valley.

But at this moment, Ronan's unease had reached its peak.

He discovered that since Lehart and his own mental energy swept over the lake, the rate at which the star core sand in the lakebed pattern was being lost had increased even further.

No, we can't delay any longer.

Ronan thought to himself, deciding to take action immediately.

He deliberately controlled his mental domain to avoid Lehart, and then quickly probed into the bottom of the lake.

He knew that Reihart would not agree to his actions, but with the crisis looming, there was no time for wrangling.

In the realm of the spirit, he easily found the previous location. Around the pit, he discovered that at least three patterns had been damaged or were even incomplete.

Ronan discreetly retrieved some Star Core Sand from the shore, used gravity magic to manipulate it, and threw it into the lake, where it flew to a predetermined location to begin repairing the three incomplete patterns.

During this process, something was about to break out of the seal inside the pit, which made him move even faster.

Almost there, just a little bit more—Ronan kept shouting in his mind, his mind highly focused, almost frantic.

This alerted Reihart, who was in contact with higher-ups: "What are you doing? Stop it!"

Oh no, we've been discovered!

"Captain, give me some time, it'll be ready soon."

After Ronan finished speaking, the last pattern on the bottom of the lake was finally completed. He instantly deflated, "Captain, don't worry, I've already—"

Before he could finish speaking, the pattern formed by the star-core sand at the bottom of the lake suddenly began to shimmer.

A large number of bubbles rose rapidly from the lake water at the pit, and then a huge upward current suddenly surged from the depths of the pit, carrying the lake water and rushing out of the lake surface in an instant.

A massive amount of lake water was splashed onto the sky, as if a light rain had begun to fall.

Amidst the torrential rain, an ugly creature floated above the lake.

Its entire body was translucent, seemingly some kind of spirit creature, with dark eye sockets that exuded indifference and profundity.

"The Cursed Spirit—"

Lehart's face was grave, his voice trembled slightly, and he unconsciously clenched his fists.

This was the first time Ronan had seen Lehart look like this.

At this moment, he finally came to his senses.

The unease I felt earlier, and the urge to complete the pattern at all costs, vanished instantly.

Ronan then realized that he had just been directly controlled by some force, or rather, his subconscious had been maliciously guided to fabricate a sense of crisis and a solution within a limited time, in order to achieve the other party's goal.

The purpose of those eye-shaped patterns is not to reinforce the seal, but to break it.

Looking back now, it's clear that the fat and thin duo weren't exactly good people, so why would they come here to reinforce the seal?