Chapter 1559: Chapter 1559
Chapter 1559: Chapter 1559: The Far North
Yang De never uttered a word from start to finish.
His fists were clenched tightly, with his nails digging into his flesh. Fine beads of sweat continually seeped from his forehead and cheeks, dripping onto the ground.
The Eye of Truth gazed at the two intertwined glows within Yang De. Relying on the distinction of the transparent layer, it slowly sliced the power of the two Talent Sequences apart.
What He Ao needed to do was simple: separate the Noncommissioned Officer’s Talent Sequence from Yang De’s body.
However, even with the Warrior Talent Sequence’s constant suppression of the Noncommissioned Officer Talent Sequence through the transparent membrane, Official source is NoveI(F)ire.net
some portion of the Noncommissioned Officer Talent Sequence’s power had already seeped into Yang De’s flesh.
He Ao had no choice but to ‘cut away’ the flesh that had been fully permeated.
There was quite a bit of this flesh inside Yang De. After the transparent layer developed ‘gaps’, the Noncommissioned Officer Talent Sequence’s power should have accelerated its penetration.
If they had delayed any further, after these Talent Sequences permeated most of Yang De’s flesh, even if the separation was successful, Yang De would likely be critically injured and near death.
Now, there was still hope for a ‘safe’ separation.
The power of the Eye of Truth, like precise surgical knives, cut into the tangled power within Yang De’s body.
Meanwhile, his Divine Sense served as some sort of ‘endoscope’, constantly moving within Yang De’s body to identify the boundary between Transcendent and reality, minimizing the damage to Yang De’s body as much as possible when He Ao ‘cut’.
But even so, as the ‘surgery’ progressed, Yang De’s face grew paler, and his body weaker.
Fine sweat also seeped from He Ao’s temples.
But he managed to maintain control over the power of the Eye of Truth, performing the cuts and separations steadily.
When the final ‘gaze’ fell, the two intertwined beams of light were completely separated.
The writhing flesh on Yang De’s back was also entirely peeled off, sliding backward along with the orange glow.
Yang De’s body trembled, and he fell forward.
He Ao reached directly into his pocket, taking out Nutritional Canned Food, and placed two pieces of meat into Yang De’s mouth.
As the pieces of meat melted inside Yang De’s mouth, the bloody wounds on his back began to quickly sprout flesh, which entwined together.
The two pieces of meat could immediately restore 80% of the injury, at the cost of becoming extremely hungry afterward, requiring a large amount of food to replenish.
The Eye of Truth in the sky quickly swept over the fallen flesh from Yang De, deconstructing it in an instant, leaving only orange brilliance.
It’s fair to say Yang De was indeed lucky, as the suspected power of a Martial Arts Angel helped differentiate the abnormal Talent Sequences within him; otherwise, even if He Ao could separate the two Talent Sequences, he would end up with just two halves of a corpse.
The brilliance dissipated, the sky receded, and the Eye of Truth faded away, bringing the surroundings back to the original appearance of a resting room.
As his wounds quickly healed, Yang De awoke, looking at He Ao in front of him. At first, he was slightly stunned, then he smiled and asked, “Did it succeed?”
He Ao nodded slightly.
He lightly raised his hand, the orange glow was constrained by the Divine Sense, dropping in front of He Ao.
At the core of this glow was a small section of white bone; it was part of Yang De’s rib.
The power of the Nutritional Canned Food would stimulate him to grow new bones, but the old one had already become the carrier of the Noncommissioned Officer’s Talent Sequence.
“Is this the power that caused the mutation in my body?” Yang De looked at the flickering glow, slightly stunned.
“Yes, this is ‘Talent Sequence 120: Noncommissioned Officer’.” He Ao nodded lightly, and the bone wrapped in the orange glow fell into Yang De’s hand.
Under the suppression of the Eye of Truth, the glow quickly condensed, gathering on the bone.
Finally, a white bone whistle fell into Yang De’s hand.
Yang De immediately pushed the bone whistle to He Ao, but He Ao shook his head, indicating for him to keep it since it was cut out from his body.
Gazing at the bone whistle, Yang De was momentarily dazed, and then he suddenly realized, “This is another Talent Sequence within my body?”
Although the knowledge of Talent Sequences was only recently popularized, in the years since Transcendents appeared in the Main World, some had attempted to ‘master’ two Talents.
The result for these people was that they eventually turned into monsters, without exception.
“There was a force that distinguished these two Talent Sequences,” He Ao explained slowly, raising his hand as a rapidly dissipating force appeared at his fingertip, “It protected you from becoming a monster from the beginning.”
The power of a Martial Arts Angel was still present within Yang De, suppressing the power of the ‘Warrior’ triggered by the Noncommissioned Officer, so He Ao left it untouched.
The point in He Ao’s fingertip was a small portion of the power drawn out with the Noncommissioned Officer Talent Sequence.
He vaguely sensed that this power seemed to bear some resemblance to Divine Sense, having transformed but not entirely.
“I am indeed fortunate,” Yang De chuckled, and at that moment, he vaguely realized something, looking at He Ao, “Does that power help you?”
The power that allowed two Talent Sequences to ‘peacefully coexist’ wouldn’t have a low Position.
“Yes.” He Ao wasn’t evasive, lightly nodding.
“Ah, I remember that location should be very close to the pole because I ran for a long stretch, and aside from the exotic beast chasing me, I didn’t see any other creatures, only snowstorms and ice fields all around.”
Yang De found paper and pen from the side, quickly sketching a rough map, “There should be an iceberg around here. I set off from this iceberg, heading north all the way, walked about 3 kilometers, then was chased by the exotic beast for about 2 kilometers.”
He estimated, “Later, some researchers from the Polar Park happened to spot me. I also glanced over the information they had gathered,”
He drew a line, “This should be the entrance to the Polar Park, then, about 10 kilometers from there, you reach this iceberg. This iceberg is large and conspicuous, never covered by snow and ice, the entire radius of Polar Park should be over twenty kilometers.”
Yang De’s drawing skills weren’t particularly good, but his simple map was clearly practiced, drawn plainly and easy to comprehend at a glance, indicating specific locations and directions.
He Ao accepted this map, studying it, with the approximate location of the pole marked on it.
Ruins · Near-Earth Space
He Ao shifted his gaze from the map in his hand, casting a glance down at the snow-white clouds shrouded beneath.
He was standing at the open door of the Velora, with a vast relic planet beneath his feet, a trace of light falling from his fingertips, plummeting toward the ground.
The surrounding deep space was somewhat silent, perhaps due to the creation of a polar ecosystem, with the count of man-made suns above the Polar Park being sparse.
These sparse man-made suns had nearly all been destroyed, with only those on the peripheral rim able to cast light over the ice-covered pole.
At that very moment, He Ao seemed to sense something, raising his head to look at the sky.
Above him, the silent night sky mirrored boundless starry brilliance.
It was a vast universe, and in the next moment.
The ‘universe’ opened its eyes.
The vast cluster of stars suddenly appeared to have contours, sketching a colossal human figure amidst them.
It lowered its gaze, fixing on He Ao.
And He Ao merely lifted his head, looking into those star-cloud constructed eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips.
In the next instant, before the starry sky quaked, the rushing train vanished into the void.
The massive outline of the starry sky gazed in the direction where He Ao had vanished, as an invisible storm swept through the dark void, seemingly in search of He Ao’s path.
Below the deep space, rays of scattered light pierced the firmament and fell onto the white expanse of the icy plain, converging to form the character ‘K’.
Then a brilliance ignited on this character, and a hazy figure emerged from this radiance.
He Ao glanced up at the sky shrouded by clouds—this was his projection.
The enormous entity in the sky, he recognized as well.
Star Shadow, another Usurper God that He Ao had encountered before.
Summoned by the Tuning Master, it had been frightened away by He Ao’s Lord of the Starry Sky ritual.
It seemed to bear injuries too, and its condition didn’t appear to be much better than the Tuning Master’s.
The God of Machinery seemed fond of recruiting these severely injured Usurper Gods as subordinates, offering them protection.
However, compared to the Tuning Master, ‘Star Shadow’ was evidently much more cautious.
Its reactions were also much slower than the Tuning Master’s.
He Ao lowered his head, looking at the light and shadow on the snowy ground.
His figure flickered briefly, instantly appearing a hundred meters away.
He flickered several times, then looked down at the glacier beneath his feet, estimating the position roughly.
Then he lifted his foot and gently stepped down.
A surging force directly tore through the glacier, ripping the ground below him apart, revealing deep cracks.
He then lowered his gaze, looking into the depths of these cracks.
Three exotic beast corpses, frozen within the glacier, appeared in his field of view.
Around tens of meters to his left front.
There was some deviation, but not much.
He Ao walked directly above the three exotic beast corpses, stepping once more to further tear open the crack and jumped down.
These three exotic beast corpses, one was smaller, torn into pieces, presumably killed by Yang De.
The other two were stacked together, showing signs of being torn apart, but not too many.
These marks weren’t fatal, and it seemed they were made after the beasts were already dead, likely by Yang De at the time.
The true fatal wounds on these two carcasses were two fine slits, approximately two fingers thick and three fingers wide, looking like sword wounds.
The wound pierced through the skulls, with a small entry and a slightly larger exit, indicating that there was initial velocity when it first pierced, creating a slight airflow cavity, but not much.
Hmm, it looked like Divine Sense Sword technique.
He Ao continued to peer intently, observing the sharp cuts noticeable inside the bodies of these two exotic beasts, with the juiciest areas having been cut out.
To kill these two exotic beasts and use their meat as rations?
He Ao withdrew his gaze.
It seemed the one who killed these beasts was planning to stay on the ice plain for some time.
He Ao recalled the journal left by the researcher from Research Institute 196.
In his description, his ‘teacher’ seemed to be a Martial Arts Expert, who before the incident at 005, traveled to the Arctic of the relics, seeking to ‘break through’ God Refining and Returning to the Void.
And God Refining and Returning to the Void seemed to be the level of a Martial Arts Angel.
He Ao raised his head, a hint of orange-grey radiance traveling across time and space, entwining at his brow.
This time, the one he ‘projected’ and prayed to wasn’t the City of Rong Guang, but himself, for he was also an Angel and could summon projections.
The power came from him, and the power of extraordinary items he carried could arrive following the link through this projection.
The Power of Truth Eye gathered in the eyes of He Ao’s projection, as he looked at the two exotic beasts’ corpses.
The entire world unfolded before his eyes.
A slight chaotic entwining echoed at the world’s underlayer, it was the lingering extraordinary power from them; apart from this, there were disturbances left by warriors and noncommissioned officers, likely by Yang De, but they had almost completely disappeared.
After all, with the time difference between the Main World and the relics, this must have been something that happened several decades or even a century ago, a disturbance left by a C-level wouldn’t last that long.
And the reason why these disturbances still existed was because…
He Ao’s gaze shifted, looking towards the deepest part of the entwined power, a trace of faint mutation, already almost imperceptible.
That was likely the Martial Arts Power interference that once existed within the two exotic beasts.
The power had once persisted for a long time until it was ‘eaten’ into their bodies along with the blood and flesh of Yang De and those exotic beasts.
The Martial Arts Expert who killed these exotic beasts knew of the Talent Sequences’ existence, yet seemed not to have the extra time to take away the Talent Sequences of these two exotic beasts, so he used Martial Arts Power to suppress these two Talent Sequences, forming a simple ‘seal’.
This, in a way, also ‘protected’ Yang De.
However, at this moment, the traces left by that Martial Arts Power were nearly completely dissipated.
An orange-grey brilliance flashed past, and He Ao began to try using the Power of Truth Eye to mimic the oscillations created by historical projections in a small range, disturbing the nearby world’s underlayer to a rhythmic pattern.
Soon, those faint traces reacted, a slight anomaly point emerged in the ripples at the world’s underlayer, although it was not obvious.
He Ao quickly changed the frequency and amplitude of the disturbance, under most frequencies, this anomaly point showed no reaction, the irregular pattern brought no reaction either.
It was only under a specific region’s frequency and amplitude that the anomaly point exhibited varying degrees of feedback.
Soon, He Ao found an approximately maximal feedback frequency and amplitude.
He Ao retracted his power and glanced at the traces that were about to vanish after numerous tinkerings.
Suffering from lack of knowledge, indeed.
If it hadn’t been for the luck of this time’s specific world underlayer ripple encountering the power inside Yang De, he wouldn’t have discovered that the world underlayer ripple could be used this way.
Well, perhaps it wasn’t mere luck.
He Ao glanced up at the sky, his gaze seemed to traverse the universe, seeing that enormous blue planet.
On his path of Martial Arts training, he indeed had encountered quite a few ‘coincidences’.
Gathering his thoughts, He Ao gently leaped and jumped out of the crack.
An orange-grey radiance gathered in his palm.
This manner of locating with reverberation throughout the world’s underlayer could be seen as a kind of mystical echolocation.
But it was only effective on high positional grade existences, and different types of power appeared to have variances in their frequencies.
For example, this disturbance frequency which gave maximal Martial Arts Power feedback had virtually no response to the traces of his own power.
He Ao raised his head and looked ahead at the ice and snow, quickly moving northward.
At the same time, his fingertips continuously tapped the void, stirring slight ripples in the world’s deeper layers, observing the world’s deeper layer’s responses.
The closer he got to the Arctic, the more scattered the feedback around him became.