From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

After turning several times, Si Ye finally found the downward passage and saw the gate covered with Sarkaz witchcraft at the end of the road.

"Stop! Who are you?"

A slightly childish female voice sounded, and a girl holding a staff similar to a nine-section whip suddenly emerged from the shadows at the corner.

The little girl had long pink hair, which was braided into a pigtail and fell on one side of her body. Her oddly shaped horns formed an inverted heart, and her pink pupils were looking at Si Ye warily.

"Neve, this is the benefactor who gave Kazdel a new life. Lord Siye, please do not be rude."

The door opened, and the Transformer Lord actually walked out from the door and said to Si Ye as if to ask for credit.

"Sir, this little girl is a special envoy sent by the Whipple Demons to observe the changes in the Kazdel clan. Although I feel they are being perfunctory, the girl's parents are traveling, so I had no choice but to bring her to Kazdel."

"Didn't you go north to Yinfei Icefield?"

A cluster of shapeshifters can split into multiple clones, but finding the royal courts scattered across the country requires a certain amount of strength. The Shapeshifter Lord usually sends out his original body to prevent the clone from being killed instantly due to insufficient strength.

During the previous communication in Ursus, Si Ye gave the Shapeshifter Lord a small beacon, waiting for it to go to the ice field to find the Cyclops so that Si Ye could get some preserved eggs. How come he ended up looking for the Whiplash clan again?

"...Ah, on the way I found out the location of a Stone Winged Demon with less than pure blood..."

Although he said that, Si Ye always felt that there was a sense of guilt in the Transformer Lord's tone, which was flat, so he asked tentatively.

"What about the Stonewing Demon?"

"Lost."

The Shapeshifter Lord answered simply.

"...You wouldn't secretly follow me to Yan Country to watch the fun, would you?"

The person in front of you is not the monarch of the Stone Wing Demon Court. How can you, a Transformer Lord, lose him? Si Ye suddenly thought of a possibility and his eyes became sharp.

There is a precedent for this. This shapeshifter seems to like to watch the fun. Originally, he was secretly observing the changes of the Sarkaz clan. After Si Ye came, he became the one who secretly observed everything Si Ye did on this land. There were shapeshifters in Casimir and Ursus.

"How could that be? You misunderstood me."

The Shapeshifter Lord suddenly made way and pointed inside the door.

"You're here to see Her Majesty Theresa, right? It just so happens that Frémont messed up the ceremony again and is taking a break. Please come in."

“…Just go fishing.”

This way of changing the subject makes the answer obvious.

Fortunately, Si Ye didn't have time to argue with the Shapeshifter Lord about this, and it did bring back another member of the royal court. Si Ye could only point at the Shapeshifter and said that he would settle the score with it later.

Pushing open the half-open door, waves of heat hit me in the face, a grotesque roar lingered in the space, and the Lich Lord Fremont floated in the air, the spell rituals in his hands kept changing, as if trying to soothe the surging consciousness in the huge core of the center.

Theresa stood at the edge, with a smile on her face, but she looked a little annoyed. There was a sharp blade stuck at her feet, and it was obvious that she had fought before.

"Ah, Si Ye, you're back."

Hearing the noise, Theresa looked over and ran towards Si Ye with a happy expression on her face.

"Well, the Yan Kingdom incident has come to an end. Is this the Soul Crucible powered by dead souls?"

Dead souls are considered the most magical species among the Sarkaz race. They have no form and can attach themselves to inanimate objects to provide them with energy and control their actions. Due to their long vitality, these dead souls have witnessed the rise and fall of the Sarkaz. They are full of anger and resentment towards the other countries on the Terra continent, and their tempers seem to be extremely bad.

The most direct manifestation of his bad temper was that the beating soul core had already made a gentle scholar like Fremont furious. With revenge in his heart, Fremont manipulated the spell and whipped the soul core fiercely.

"... Is your method of appeasing your ancestors so... simple?"

Si Ye really couldn't think of any good words. Wasn't it said to comfort...how come they were just one whip away from beating the Sarkaz dead souls into spinning tops.

“Hehe, well…Fremont is just pissed off. After all, Kazdel’s energy consumption has skyrocketed recently, so it’s normal for the spirits to be furious…”

Theresa didn't know what to say. Her gentle and good temper almost broke down in front of old-fashioned people like the Dead Souls, not to mention the even more conservative and twisted Frémont.

"But it's just right. If the Sarkaz want to continue to develop, it won't be a problem to continue relying on this energy furnace. Just leave it to me."

Si Ye was quite interested in the structure of the soul furnace and the racial characteristics of the dead souls. He was eager to walk towards the soul core that was emitting scorching heat.

Chapter 156 Dead Soul Research

"Can't you just be quiet? Save your energy. Who knows, you might even be able to walk out of this lousy furnace someday!"

The tailcoat behind Flemont fluttered in the heat, and his tone was filled with gritted teeth.

Even after hundreds of years of consumption, the ancient dead souls still possessed enormous power, which made Fremont very annoyed. If he used less force, he would be tortured by the dead souls. If he used more force, he was afraid that the soul furnace would have problems.

Today, Kazdel's main energy source is still the Soul Furnace. If something goes wrong with it, a large number of projects inside and outside the city will be forced to stop, which will make the problem even bigger.

"'Ancient Sarkaz swearword,'"

The soul core uttered a mocking curse word, and Frémont's face turned visibly red.

boom! ! !

The space magic that Fremont was best at exploded in his hands, and the soul core was shaking up and down in the space disturbance, but it still made a crazy laugh.

"Hehehe~ Little lich, you're not as interesting as that little Heartthrob..."

The sound of the soul core is like a cacophony of multiple sounds stacked together, harsh and chaotic, and just listening to it will make people feel upset.

"...The prosperity gained through the help of outsiders is nothing but an illusion. How can anyone who is not a Sarkaz understand the source of their suffering?"

"Whether it's just a bubble or not is not for you old fogies to judge! Just keep quiet!"

The spatial turbulence in Fremont's hands intensified, and it really made the soul core spin like a top, but he couldn't be too ruthless. The damage caused by this attack was far less than the pain the dead soul suffered in the furnace.

"Fremont, let me try."

Frémont stopped the magic in his hand and looked at Si Ye who was already walking in the air and approaching.

"These old antiques have lived too long and have bad tempers. Please stop bothering your ears."

"It's okay, I'll just pretend I don't understand."

Si Ye's eyes flashed with light as he stared at the soul core, analyzing its endurance.

"If Kazdel wants to develop, it can't always rely on this power reactor. I'll solve the problem, and then help Kazdel replace it with a more powerful power reactor."

"...Then...please do as you please."

Flemont fell from the sky and ignored the chattering old fogies.

It just so happened that Fremont had only heard Dukare and Niezre praising Si Ye, but he had not yet seen how powerful Si Ye was. This time, let him take a glimpse of it.

"…Foreigner… You brought a brief moment of happiness to the Sarkaz, but it was useless. The Sarkaz's suffering stems from a deeper source. It's useless~useless!"

Si Ye looked at the soul core, and the dead soul in the soul core also looked at Si Ye.

They are not stubborn, as they see the happiness of the Sarkaz today. However, they know where the suffering comes from and they also understand that if the anger and sorrow burning deep in the Sarkaz's soul are not calmed down, everything will be as illusory as the moon in the water.

"You are simply worried about the rage and roar of the Sarkaz souls within the Originium, and worried that the souls will once again interfere with the current Sarkaz through the Originium."

Compared to small animals, the Sarkaz, as a native species of Terra, died in past wars and wanderings and were not completely sealed after entering the internalized universe. The accumulated emotions constitute the roar surging in the heart of every Sarkaz, which is also a factor that causes the Sarkaz to hate outsiders and be violent and aggressive.

If the Doctor hadn't mentioned the Black Crown, Si Ye would have almost overlooked the fact that the Sarkaz had such a hidden danger.

"I will solve this minor problem. How about all the Ancients among the Sarkaz cooperate with my research?"

“…You said you could handle it?”

The soul furnace that had been making constant noise stopped beating, and the dead souls that had gathered together seemed to have reached a unified goal because of Si Ye's words.

“…Show it to me/us!”

The heat emitted by the Soul Furnace quickly dissipated, but the light of the Soul Core became more and more dazzling, as if something was brewing. The energy pipelines attached to the witchcraft around it quickly dimmed. Needless to say, the entire Kazdel must have suffered a major power outage.

"Hey! You old fogies!"

Frémont was about to stand up again to stop them when Theresa suddenly stopped him.

"The Ancient Elders wish to witness Si Ye's abilities..."

Theresa didn't even finish her words before a hole appeared in the dazzling soul core, and an old-style Sarkaz heavy armor pierced through it. Something like lava supported the armor, and violent power spread wildly in the core area.

The dead soul that starts the fire is also called the fire starter.

As a dead soul so ancient that it can be traced back to the first Sarkaz Demon King, he has lost his name over the long time, but as the builder of the Soul Furnace, he now gathers the power of many dead souls in the furnace to witness Si Ye's so-called ability to solve the root cause of the Sarkaz's suffering.

The huge vortex formed by millions of years of chaotic memories began to rotate with the appearance of the dead souls. Anyone with a weak will would be overwhelmed by extreme emotions at this moment and turned into a crazy monster dominated by emotions.

"Testing me? Calling you the Ancient of Days seems to misunderstand the situation."

Si Ye looked at the vortex of souls that slid past him like silk. If the population of the Sarkaz was tens of trillions, this kind of extreme emotional attack might have some effect on him, but now this extreme emotion was not even enough to be a dessert.

The storm swirling in the core area was dispelled, and the purple-blue flames of psychic energy began to dance with Si Ye as the center. The extreme emotions that made up the soul vortex became snacks in Si Ye's mouth. A large hand emitting light grabbed the fire starter who had just completed the appearance action.

"???"

The huge changes in the core area caused the Firestarter's movements to stagnate, just like when the final boss just appeared and the brave warrior who thought it was a challenge suddenly started playing his unique BGM.

The high temperature of the fire starter's body was ineffective against the psychic hand. The power that was enough to defeat any lord of the royal court was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of the psychic power. The fire starter was whipped away like a ball.

Si Ye deliberately used psychic attacks to influence the Fire Starter and the other dead souls on him. With one blow, not only did the armor on the Fire Starter fall off, but the dead souls who had been in the furnace with him also showed signs of being peeled off from his body.

"It has a soul, but it's more than just a soul. This ability to drive inorganic matter is more like an infection... some kind of monkey-like demon engine..."

Si Ye was studying the characteristics of the dead souls, and his hands kept swinging, hitting the Fire Starter everywhere. The armor on the Fire Starter, which had an unknown number of years of history, had exploded into pieces on the ground, making Fremont show a regretful expression.

"However, this ability to gather emotions and transform them into soul fragments can be used as a reference. If we treat the Sarkaz souls that have internalized the universe in this way, the Sarkaz will no longer need the Black Crown."

Si Ye was muttering to himself as the dead souls were beaten and flew everywhere.

The huge body constructed by numerous dead souls with the fire starter as the main body has collapsed. The dead souls that are between illusory and transparent are flying everywhere under the infection of spiritual energy, and the entire core area has become a scene of demons dancing wildly.

"Done..."

After completing the research on the dead souls, Si Ye's spiritual energy suddenly contracted, and he rolled the dead souls that were running around in a daze into a ball again.

However, Si Ye did not put it into the soul furnace again, but pinched a ball of spiritual energy from his hand.

The Soul Furnace is actually a furnace that burns emotions and thoughts to provide energy. Dead souls can expand themselves by accumulating emotions, which allows the furnace to burn for hundreds of years. Psychic energy, as a product of the mind being superior to matter, is a higher level of energy than emotions and thoughts, and can naturally be used to maintain the furnace.

As the psychic energy group entered the Soul Furnace, the surrounding energy pipelines almost immediately resumed power supply, and without the influence of living emotions such as dead souls, the Soul Furnace ran more smoothly.

He casually threw the dead souls to the ground and Si Ye slowly fell from the sky.

Chapter 157 The Use of Dead Souls