Build an ancient-level power in the nightmare world

Under Chris's control, the yellow mark inside the core of Cole Star transformed into a wisp of dark yellow mist, which rapidly moved toward the surface of the core.

As the yellow fog approached the purple patch, the purple patch suddenly began to tremble.

At the same time, Cole's star core also began to tremble.

Cole had no idea what had happened.

He felt the aura belonging to the one atop the tower within him suddenly intensify.

The yellow mark that he could vaguely sense just moments ago seemed to have transformed into something he couldn't understand, wandering within his body.

Coupled with the all-seeing gaze coming from above, he dared not make any move.

Even now, he still believes that the being who saved him, located atop the tower, would not have waited until now to harm him if they wanted to.

He tried to clear his mind of distractions and accept everything that was happening.

Chris also noticed the changes in the purple patches and the core of Cole, and he became more careful in manipulating the yellow mist.

The purple patch is located on the surface of Cole's star core and appears to be immobile.

The yellow fog soon touched the purple patches.

The moment the yellow fog and the purple patches came into contact.

The purple patch immediately dissipated, turning into a wisp of purple mist that detached from Cole's star core.

Then, the purple mist condensed in the air into a purple crystal the size of a soybean, which drew a thin purple line in the air and quickly fled away from the tower.

Chris watched all of this silently from atop the tower.

In this mysterious space, where could such an alien thing possibly escape to?

The purple crystal had barely darted away when the surrounding pale white mist spontaneously and rapidly gathered, completely enveloping it.

The purple crystal tried several times to break through the cage formed by the white mist, but each time it touched the white mist, it was bounced back to its original position.

Within seconds, the yellow mist controlled by Chris had arrived near the trapped purple crystal.

With the help of the white mist, he manipulated the yellow mist to transform into a thin thread, which firmly trapped the purple crystal and then carried it to the top of the tower.

Chris frowned slightly as he looked at the purple crystal floating quietly above his palm.

The fine threads formed from the yellow mist remained tightly bound to the crystals.

Therefore, he could clearly sense the unique aura emanating from the purple crystal.

He finally remembered that this was the aura emanating from the golden specks inside the obsidian that Logan wanted to give him.

Therefore, the purple crystal actually contains the power of the earth's ley line throat.

But where did Cole get this power from?

Chris's gaze returned to Cole.

His eyes flickered slightly.

Judging from the environment, this guy named Cole has very easy access to real occult items.

After being firmly bound by the thin thread formed from the yellow mist, the purple crystal seemed to have lost its previous spiritual tendency to try to escape.

Chris tried to slowly pull away the thin yellow thread.

The purple crystal landed with a soft thud in the center of his palm.

Looking at the purple crystal in his hand, he suddenly wondered if putting the stone into the secret box would bring it back to reality with him.

Even if he doesn't need this small purple stone containing what appears to be the power of the Earth's Thorn, he should be able to get a decent price by selling it to the Church of the Obsidian Tongue.

With that thought in mind, Chris turned around and walked to the silver base, opened the box, and placed the stone next to the star card.

Just as he was about to close the secret box, the starlight lantern beside him suddenly flickered.

Suddenly, a bright golden spot appeared inside the purple crystal.

The golden light only existed for a moment before disappearing.

Seeing this, Chris picked up the purple crystal again.

Gently knead with your index and middle fingers, while feeling the power of the earth's throat.

He did not find any changes in the crystal compared to before.

His gaze shifted from the crystal to the starlight lantern beside him.

He remembered that the last two times the lantern had acted strangely, once when he obtained the memory fragments from Benjamin, and once when he was trapped in the yellow vortex just now.

The sudden flickering of that lantern just now was probably not accidental.

Just now, the lantern must have indeed done something to the purple crystal in his hand.

This starlight lantern is formed from the star key that is actually embodied in this space.

Theoretically speaking, it is the physical form of the Star Key image he visualized in his mind.

The other party seems to possess some kind of triggered passive effect, just like those yellow mists.

Thinking this, Chris suddenly felt an urge to pick up the lantern again.

Just as he placed his hand on the handle of the lantern, preparing to lift it upwards.

He suddenly sensed that tiny bubbles were beginning to rise from the calm depths of the lake behind him.

As the bubbles stirred, the reflection of the stars in the lake became blurred.

His connection to Benjamin and Cole also became blurred at this moment.

Chris's gaze sharpened as he looked at the lantern in his hand. After a moment's thought, he released his grip on the lantern.

It seems that this lantern is the key to maintaining the connection between this mysterious space and the astral plane.

One cannot easily leave this silver base.

However, through this experience, he also confirmed that he could take the lantern away at any time, and that would be fine.

Chris put the purple crystal back into the secret box, turned around and went to the edge of the terrace to look down.

The thin yellow thread floating around him had now transformed back into a wisp of yellow mist.

Looking at the yellow mist that could change shape at his will, Chris decided to give it a try.

He divided the wisp of yellow mist into two parts again.

One of them is about two-thirds of the original.

He sent two-thirds of the yellow mist back into Cole's core.

But this time, he did not draw it as a hexagonal mark.

Instead, he tried to imitate the appearance of one of the two inactive symbols on the back of his hand and draw it inside the core of Cole.

This process wasn't difficult for Chris.

Cole, who was going through all of this, felt as if he had completely lost his sense of self. He was in a passive, completely empty state, unable to remember or sense anything; everything was blank.

"Um?"

Chris managed to draw a symbol using the little yellow mist he had left.

But the symbol existed for less than a second before disintegrating back into a yellow mist.

He tried to draw another symbol.

The result was the same.

After a moment's thought, Chris attempted to draw the last symbol, the holy seal of the wind incarnation, directly into Cole's star core.

The drawing process went smoothly as usual.

But just as he was about to finish drawing, Chris suddenly felt a cold sensation emanating from the hexagonal mark on the back of his hand.

He noticed that the mark on the back of his hand appeared automatically, and the pattern of the Holy Seal of the Incarnation of Wind within it began to shimmer again.

"This is……"