socalfunplaces Chapter 267 The Master of Feigning Confusion
Chapter 267 The Master of Feigning Confusion
Chapter 267 The Master of Feigning Confusion
"A set of Radiant Series Great Sun Palm, plus an Evolution Beacon and a Void Psionic Engine, that's about it."
Modi tossed the list back to the speaker and nodded slightly to them.
Of the five selectable epic items, three are from the complete Radiance series Great Sun Palm set. This complete skill consists of six rare...
The three epic forms together, and the nine forms combined, constitute a complete Great Sun Divine Palm.
Modi already possesses the first type; the remaining five rare types are considered gifts from the Darklight Council, while the three epic types are the items available for exchange.
As for the other two epic items, the Evolution Beacon is a functional item developed independently by the Beacon Legion, a large faction.
People exposed to beacon radiation will have their genes subtly optimized, making them smarter and more physically fit, making it a rather useful group-enhancing tool.
Of course, this is not the main reason why Modi chose it. It also has another, more radical use, which is to release the light of evolution, causing drastic mutations in the genes of those exposed to the light.
This process is often uncontrollable and unpredictable, and can even transform those illuminated by the light into another race, which is the main reason why Modi chose it.
He wants to use this method to collect more gene samples.
The other epic item, the "Void Psionic Engine," is the Darklight Council's most prized possession, which they brought from a dead world.
Unfortunately, they couldn't understand the principle behind it at all, and they didn't dare to disassemble it and work backwards, so they just left it in the warehouse to collect dust.
The moment Modi saw it, he thought of the Yellow Springs Train, which also relied on void energy. If he could analyze this energy, he might be able to replicate a similar interdimensional vehicle.
"Okay." The speaker then instructed a member of parliament to bring over the aforementioned items and skill scrolls.
"In addition, this is a legendary quality item that is being exchanged. Please take a look."
A small, exquisite furnace appeared in his hand, and information about the item was simultaneously displayed in Mordy's eyes.
"The Hellforge, the council obtained it from a Hell-like copy."
As Mordy listened to his explanation, he also examined the furnace.
The furnace is red in color and at first glance, it has a fleshy texture, but upon closer inspection, it can be seen that it is made of some kind of red bricks.
The furnace spewed flames, with magma flowing within. Even from a distance, Modi could feel its surging heat and hear the agonizing screams emanating from within.
Clearly, this is a furnace fueled by souls and flesh.
"What is the purpose of this furnace?"
"To fuse flesh, soul, and steel into one, and forge a weapon that belongs to the devil."
The speaker smiled mysteriously and said in an almost seductive tone, "As long as there are enough raw materials, it can mass-produce epic-level items, and even legendary quality is not impossible."
Of course, the premise remains the same: sufficient raw materials.
"The Hell Furnace isn't just this small; it can be enlarged, but I won't demonstrate that, given the limited space in mainland hotels..."
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Modi remained silent for a moment. He sensed that the Speaker seemed to have ill intentions, but he couldn't say anything. After all, once the legendary quality item was in his hands, how to use it was up to him.
Besides, he may lack everything, but he has no shortage of flesh and blood.
"In that case, I'll gladly accept this Hellforge." Mordy smiled and reached out to take the shrunken Hellforge from the Speaker's hand.
As soon as the furnace was in hand, a wave of heat hit me, mixed with the shrill screams of tormented souls.
The Hell Furnace has its own spirit and will not easily submit to others. As soon as it fell into his hands, it wanted to make him its slave.
He then realized the pressure the speaker had been under, but it didn't matter; a mere hell furnace wouldn't affect him much.
"It seems your furnace isn't very obedient." Mordy glanced at the Speaker and saw him wearing an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, I forgot to mention it earlier, I just remembered."
He spoke frankly, without a trace of remorse on his face.
"Tools should be obedient after all. Since this furnace is disobedient, I have no choice but to make it obedient."
As Modi continued speaking, he casually brushed his hand across the Hell Furnace, and instantly the furnace fell silent.
The blazing heat suddenly vanished, and the terrifying screams emanating from within ceased. Before the Speaker could figure out what had happened, he sensed that the furnace seemed to have changed.
Quieter and more docile, without the previous violence, just like a person who has undergone a lobotomy, only letting the magma flow quietly within.
"Has he... erased the spirituality of Hell's Furnace?"
The speaker's expression turned serious without him realizing it. This was a legendary item, one that even a god would find difficult to destroy.
But the god before them, whose title was Styx, accomplished it with remarkable ease.
"What a monster..." He wiped all the expression off his face and became serious again.
"That's much better. I'll go back and infuse it with new spirituality, making it my loyal means of production." Modi nodded in satisfaction and put away the Hell Furnace.
The epic items and skills he requested were delivered shortly afterward. The moment the goods arrived, he threw out the eerie light in his hand, fulfilling the agreement signed between the two parties.
The speaker held the strange light in his hands, sensed it with his unique light-based techniques, and then nodded to his colleagues around him.
A flicker of excitement crossed their faces, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
With the radiant legacy in hand, their next plan is now much more secure.
The members of parliament were delighted and wore pleasant smiles.
With the transaction complete and this enigmatic deity removed, the council can now enter a period of infiltration, fully preparing for the plan. Coincidentally, the Candlelight Vigil's supplies arrive today...
The speaker's mood improved, and for a moment, he found Modi much more agreeable.
"Speaking of which, why is your council so obsessed with the power of the Radiant Legacy?" Mordy asked, seizing the opportunity as he saw that he was in a good mood.
"Well, you've been to the final stop of the Yellow Springs Train, so you must have some understanding of that world."
He stroked his long beard, which was tied into a braid, and tried to brush it off with a prepared excuse.
"Without exception, every world that is chosen by the Evolution Game must face its final tribulation: either a suitable chosen one will emerge, or the trials brought down by the Evolution Game will be overcome."
"If we can't do either, then we'll have to follow the same path as that world... To prevent such pointless losses, our council has traveled to many worlds to cultivate qualified chosen ones."
As he spoke, his eyes shone brightly, and a halo seemed to appear behind his head, making him appear even more sacred.
"This glorious legacy comes from the last experiment conducted by the Council's predecessors in the last world. Unfortunately, the experiment failed. We were unable to cultivate a suitable chosen one and could not prevent the trial from coming."
Shaking his head, the speaker's face was full of regret and remorse, as if he were truly lamenting the death of that world.
"In the end, the council only had time to hastily evacuate that world and did not have time to recover the Radiant Power. Fortunately, Your Excellency brought it with you, which gave us the opportunity to complete that unfinished experiment."
This acting is so good, it would be a shame not to give him an Oscar.
Modi looked enlightened and exclaimed, "So that's how it is! That council is truly remarkable; they were able to accomplish such a feat. I admire them greatly."
"Not at all," the Speaker waved his hand. "If you have nothing else to attend to, please return. The council has many matters to attend to, and I am truly unable to spare the time."
"Okay... Oh, right, one last question for you."
Modi gave a slightly meaningful smile, and the first three words he uttered made the councilors' hearts skip a beat.
"The Candlelight Vigil...you know this organization, right?"
How could they not know about the Candlelight Vigil? After all, it was an organization that shared the same origin as them, both coming from the former Court of Eternal Day.
It can be said that their brother organization not only provided them with a large amount of resources, but also shared the same goal with them, namely, to create a new God of Light.
However, Candlelight has always been active in other worlds and has never interfered in the area of the Evolution Game. How did Styx know about it?
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"...Haha, what candlelight vigil? We've never even heard of it."
The speaker chuckled, pretending not to know, and tried to bluff his way out.
"That means I know." Seeing their reactions, Modi felt that his guess was pretty much right.
As fellow believers of the God of Light, the Dark Light Council and the Candlelight Society are definitely in cahoots.
"I've heard that the Candlelight Society worships an ancient God of Light, and even though He has fallen, this organization is still fanatically searching for fragments of the God of Light... As fellow transcendents of the path of light, could it be that the Dark Light Council also worships the God of Light?"
Modi's casual conversation made the speaker and members of parliament break out in a cold sweat.
Damn it, they've never revealed their faith in the God of Light. Some members of the organization who aren't high enough in rank don't even know about it.
The Chosen One, who boarded the train to the underworld, only learned of this matter after this copy. He would never have had the opportunity to leak the secret before. So how did Styx know about this?
Could it be... there's a mole?!
The speaker swallowed hard, a series of suspicions flashing through his mind, including a hint of murderous intent.
However, his killing intent vanished in a short while. It wasn't that he didn't care, but... he simply couldn't win.
The Styx is a deity who should not have appeared at this stage. Its strength is comparable to that of an old god. Even the long-established Paiguang Council cannot guarantee that it can defeat it.
Even if they manage to defeat him with all their might, the Dark Light Council will suffer a severe blow, their subsequent plans will be disrupted, and all their early preparations in this world will have been in vain.
For the sake of the bigger picture, we must remain patient. The speaker gave his colleagues a look, signaling them not to act rashly.
Then, he stepped forward, skillfully feigning ignorance, "What God of Light? You mean the god who walks the path of light, right? Also, what are fragments of the God of Light? We've only heard of the power of radiance."
This speaker is a master at playing dumb. In the past, Modi would have had to call him his advisor.
However, Modi is not going to let this go so easily; he cannot allow a new God of Light to be born right under his nose.
"I see. So you really didn't know... But you're using the power of the Radiant Legacy to create a new God of Light, aren't you?" he asked.
Compared to the previously mentioned secrets, this wasn't information that couldn't be revealed, so the Speaker simply answered, "Yes, we plan to create a God of Light who meets the requirements. The council has many candidate seeds, and we will select a suitable vessel from among them..."
Before he could finish speaking, Modi interrupted him with a single sentence: "To be honest, I also have some knowledge of the arts of light, which may be of some help to your plans."
As he spoke, a glint flashed in his eyes, a clear indication of his mastery of the art of light.
"this..
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While the speaker and the council members were still hesitating, they heard Modi say, "Recently, I detected some unusual spatial fluctuations in the Divine Kingdom. I suspect that it is the work of the Candlelight Society, an otherworldly force. In order to prevent them from causing trouble on Xuanxing, it seems that I have to take some necessary measures."
He emphasized the word "necessary," which startled the group of lawmakers, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.
How could they not hear that this was a blatant threat?
Some unknown deity from this ditch, through some unknown means, has learned the details of the council and is now coming here to extort them.
There must be something fishy going on behind this; there might be a mole within the organization.
The group exchanged glances, and finally, the speaker, with a somber expression, made a difficult decision.
"Since you are so kind, then on behalf of the council, I welcome your cooperation."
He forced an awkward smile and reluctantly shook hands with Modi.
"Well then, it's been a pleasure working together." Mo Di smiled, turned around and logged off, leaving the remaining old fans staring at each other in bewilderment.
After a long pause, one of the councilors said, "What should we do? Should we really cooperate as he says?"
"Sigh, he must know a lot of inside information. The most important thing right now is to keep him calm."
The speaker sighed, then his eyes sharpened.
"And, conduct a thorough investigation within Parliament to find out exactly who the mole is!"
Investigate, thoroughly investigate, and investigate the entire organization.
Even if it meant turning the entire parliament upside down, he had to find the mole.
"Well, alright, I'll go and take care of it right away."
One member of parliament nodded hesitantly and was about to leave when the speaker called him back.
"Wait, you're not allowed to leave," the speaker's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop considerably. "You, and all of you, must first undergo my inspection."
"We want it too?" The councilors' pupils were wide with shock, not expecting the speaker to be so decisive.
They did not object; instead, they allowed the speaker to probe their memories.
Several hours later, the speaker released the head of the last member of parliament.
"Alright, we're all fine. You know what to do next."
Despite their dizziness, the councilors agreed and left the room one by one.
For some time afterward, the Paiguang Council was inexplicably subjected to a large-scale investigation, and all members were forcibly searched for their memories.
Some spies infiltrated by other forces were exposed as a result, but even so, the council still couldn't find out who had leaked the secret, and the matter was finally put to rest.
Only the speaker became suspicious and paranoid, always suspecting there was a traitor among his accomplices, and his actions and words became increasingly enigmatic.