Chapter 753: Chapter 388
Ronan resisted the urge to immediately leave the space to find some living creatures to test the power of the “Void Mirror” and slowly descended from the high sky.
At this moment, Benny had already recovered from the shock, or rather, from the moment he reconnected with Ronan, he had been subjected to an endless barrage of unbelievable phenomena. Shocked to the point of numbness, he even found it accustomed by now.
He was fiddling with a pile of things he had brought from the South, a few laboratory tables and a dilapidated alchemy furnace, messily occupying an inconspicuous corner of the Mist Space.
“Whatever you need, just let me know…”
Ronan looked around the space, dividing a portion of his belongings, and said to Benny, pointing to the rest, “You can use these freely.”
Benny glanced at Ronan’s “property” and, after thinking for a moment, said, “What I need most right now…is knowledge.”
Ronan was taken aback, pondering slightly, then handed over his “Spirit Lake Book” to Benny.
“This item should help you somewhat.”
After becoming the Son of the Deep Sea, his access and privileges within the Spirit Lake had been elevated to a very high level.
Almost all the inherited knowledge of Spirit Lake was open to him, ready for consultation through the Spirit Lake Book at any time.
This amounted to over half of Spirit Lake’s collection, which should be enough for Benny to “absorb” for a very long time.
“For a long time to come…”
Ronan, after deliberating on his tone, said to Benny, “You might need to stay here all the time.”
With Benny’s strength, once “collected” into the Mist Space, without Ronan’s permission, it’s almost impossible for him to leave, almost akin to being one of Ronan’s “private possessions.”
Of course, Ronan also bore certain risks, as many of his secrets, most of his possessions…were laid bare before Benny without any defense.
Only Benny could receive such trust from Ronan; no one else could.
Since the beginning of their acquaintance until now, not even a soul contract had been signed between them, only the simplest verbal agreement.
A peculiar relationship, yet incredibly growing strong over time.
“Doesn’t matter.”
Benny was indifferent about this, glancing sideways, saying calmly, “It’s all the same to me wherever I am.”
Ronan followed his gaze and saw the magic ice coffin containing Benny’s wife, Fiona, lying quietly on one side, with no sign of awakening within the beautiful woman inside the ice coffin.
“Eternal Magic Coffin…”
Ronan sighed lightly inside, said nothing further, and quietly released Ariety with her Dust Elf comrades and two pieces of Beautiful Shell.
Adding Benny, the Holy Blood Tree, and the Mechanical Goat Dorol the Third to the space.
This once empty Mist Space seemed to gain some vitality bit by bit.
After settling Benny, Ronan exited the Mist Space.
He immediately experimented with the “Void Mirror” in his mind, trying to summon the power of its gray mist-covered back side.
After numerous repeated tests, Ronan finally confirmed that the “Void Mirror” indeed connected to the Minotaur’s Endless Labyrinth.
This part of its ability seemed to have been unlocked as the Mist Space expanded.
He could indeed send living creatures into the Minotaur’s maze, but the conditions were stringent, requiring the living beings to be either willing or incapacitated.
“This function seems rather useless to me at the moment…”
Ronan furrowed his brows slightly.
Who would willingly plunge into the Minotaur’s Endless Labyrinth?
If he could render his opponent utterly powerless to resist, would it still be necessary to send them into the labyrinth?
Purely allowing the opponent to feel despair more tormenting than death?
Ronan pondered, suddenly thinking of one point.
“No.”
“It’s not only for imprisoning opponents; I can also release those originally trapped inside the labyrinth!”
Narros!
Ronan immediately thought of Narros and his party, whom he had once released from the labyrinth.
After all, Narros was a Twilight Rank wizard.
And in the Minotaur’s labyrinth, there were many more powerful beings like Narros!
In that unforgettable corridor of the labyrinth, behind each small door, a powerful being was suppressed, not to mention the amazingly strong Abyss Bull Demon Babli!
“Releasing these individuals would unleash an unimaginable force!”
“But they are difficult to control, as not every monster would be as agreeable as Narros…”
Ronan recalled that classic ancient fable from his past life—a demon sealed in a bottle, who swore in its thousandth year of captivity that if released, it would grant the one who freed it all the wealth, power, and beauties of the world.
In the second millennium of captivity, the demon added its lifetime of strength and loyalty to the vow.
However, by the third millennium, an impatient and angry demon altered the vow, deciding to tear apart anyone who released it from the bottle using the cruelest methods!
“And currently, I can’t open those doors either, having lost the Space Key. I might need to wait until I can completely control the ‘Void Mirror’ or achieve a very high level of understanding in Space Magic to unlock the seals on those doors…”
Ronan’s expression completely returned to calm, pressing down the restless thoughts in his mind, and he took out the Space Transmission Pearl given to him by Prophet Eve and gently activated it.
The entrance to Quivada Oasis opened directly, and Ronan stepped inside.
Completely lost its function, the small pearl turned from beautiful pale silver to lead-gray and fell into Ronan’s hand. He carefully put away the transmission pearl, lifted his eyes, and saw that Prophet Eve still sat coiled in the form of a small pink-scaled snake on the oak round table, with steam still rising from the tea entwined on her tail.
As if Ronan’s departure was just a brief few seconds.
“You’re back.”
Prophet Eve greeted Ronan like an old acquaintance, beckoning him to sit down.
Ronan shook his head, contemplated for a moment, and said, “The Alba King is dead.”
“Has it already begun..”
Prophet Eve gently laid down the teacup on her tail, a slight hint of sentiment reflected in the serpent’s eyes.
Ronan was somewhat surprised by the delay in Eve’s news, he thought for a moment, then slowly said, “With the death of the Alba King, the Life Court is about to face an unprecedented upheaval.
Indeed, at such times, even the Royal Treasure Vault might have opportunities to be opened to outsiders…”
“It’s not the time yet, it still needs to ferment a bit more..”
Prophet Eve looked at him and softly said, “You just need to be patient and wait. At the right time, I will arrange everything for you.”
Ronan did not speak, merely glanced around, then asked, “Where is my room?”
Prophet Eve’s serpent lips curled up, seemingly very pleased that Ronan was slowly beginning to accept everything.
She pointed with her pointed tail in a direction, saying, “After leaving the door, you can choose any room you like to stay in.
Keep walking straight, and you will reach the oasis.”
Ronan nodded and walked toward the small door indicated by Prophet Eve.
Just as he was about to reach the small door, Ronan suddenly stopped his footsteps.
“Oh, there’s one more thing..”
Ronan turned his head and raised the back of his right hand, revealing the golden gear mark that still existed, and calmly asked, “How long do you plan to keep me sealed?”
Prophet Eve’s eyes flickered slightly, and she spoke in a low voice: “This seal is only beneficial to you at the moment.
It helps to reinforce your physical body, allowing you to gradually adapt to that power, so you won’t be overwhelmed the moment you break through…
When you can fully withstand that power, it will naturally be lifted.”
“Do you know the true origin of my cultivation technique?!”
Ronan was taken aback by Prophet Eve’s unexpected answer and quickly pursued further questions.
However, Eve merely shook her head, unwilling to say more.
Ronan frowned.
The [Ascetic Body Refinement] cultivation technique he obtained at the Apprentice Wizard market stall had already unknowingly become his strongest reliance.
He had always tried to trace the origins of [Ascetic Body Refinement], yet never found any snippet of information in any book.
Prophet Eve seemed to know something, yet didn’t want to tell him.
Ronan knew that once Eve clammed up, it would be hard to get her to speak again, so he had to suppress the intense curiosity and doubt stirred up within him.
Turning around, he pushed the door and left the room he was in.
Before Ronan lay an ancient yet dignified stone long corridor, just as Prophet Eve had said, with many rooms distributed on both sides, and at the end of the corridor, a faint light emanated, presumably leading directly to the Quivada Oasis.
Ronan chose the nearest door and stepped inside.
What greeted his eyes was a room not spacious, but relatively classically elegant, filled with the aesthetic style of the Keldim Empire era.
The furnishings in the room bore the marks of time’s erosion, yet were spotless, as if someone cleaned daily.
On one side of the room’s wall, many fine crystals and gems were embedded, and on closer inspection, he surprisingly found it to be a star map.
Ronan stepped forward and gently touched the wall, noting that the Rune Formation engraved on the wall was already damaged and ineffective.
He shook his head and sat facing the star map.
Though not putting much weight on Prophet Eve’s so-called prophecies, he firmly believed—those who rely on destiny will ultimately be toyed with by it.
But turmoil was indeed happening, an unavoidable matter, even Cindison had sensed the turbulence in the situation.
“Strengthening oneself is more useful than any prophecy.”
Closing his eyes, after calling Alazan a few times to no response, Ronan lightly touched in his consciousness space that mysterious black dandelion representing the “Spirit Heart Amber”.
A petal of the dandelion fell….
When Ronan opened his eyes again.
He was surprised to find…..
He seemed to still be in the original room.