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Chapter 1718: 467 Kunwu Ruins and High-dimensional Shadow_2
The shadow of the Starry Night God fluttered above the Order City.
He gazed distantly at the magic balloons floating above the Old Theater District, his lips curling into a mocking smile:
“Go.”
“Destroy the enslaved elements.”
“Or transform them.”
“Let them join our cause.”
“Then.”
“Let us welcome the world that belongs to us.”
“Welcome to…”
“My land of God’s Kingdom!”
The words fell.
Twenty-odd chains of starlight extended from the body of the Starry Night God.
These chains connected to the old members of the Heavenly Family Palace.
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The next second.
Twenty-odd demigods, empowered by the immense divine power of the Starry Night God, flew in all directions around the Order City.
Like thousands of bats flying over the city.
Immediately afterward.
Portals to unknown worlds gradually opened amid the sounds of holy songs.
The shadow of the Starry Night God expanded infinitely.
Eventually.
It “swallowed” the entire Order City!
…
“Reminder: You cannot use teleport spells to return to Fear of Death Graveyard or Moonlight Woodland!”
…
Kunwu Ruins.
In the Nameless Valley.
Matthew raised his eyebrows slightly:
“So the so-called Witch Spirit was just bait, I thought there was something stiff about the whole affair…”
“This thing must indeed be an opportunity or blessing, and since it carries no malice, it evaded my Insight.”
In other words.
The Starry Night God indeed sent Matthew a great gift.
Only, the opportunity cost was that Matthew couldn’t interfere with the world of Aindor for the time being…
“But is that really the case?”
Matthew chuckled softly:
“Lost Paradise, activate!”
The next second.
The scenery flashed before his eyes.
Indeed.
Even from within the Kunwu Ruins, returning to Lost Paradise was an obstacle-free matter for Matthew.
And as soon as he returned, Matthew saw Tyrese busily digging and planting trees—
Old Tai’s efficiency in planting trees was even stronger than Matthew, the Divine King.
It wasn’t clear if this was a racial talent or if the old man truly had a better technique in planting trees.
Not far away,
a cat, transformed from Dark Peggy, was soundly sleeping under an oak tree.
Matthew did not disturb them.
Instead, he silently sensed the connection between Lost Paradise and the outside world.
…
“Reminder: Lost Paradise has a new external anchor point ‘Kunwu Ruins’.
Initial anchor point ‘Fear of Death Graveyard’ (can be reopened by consuming 10 Founder Energy).
Current anchor point ‘Kunwu Ruins’ (no energy required for free entry and exit).”
…
Seeing this,
Matthew quietly heaved a sigh of relief.
“10 Founder Energy points, that’s about 1/30 of Old Tai, not a small amount, but at least I can go back immediately…”
Since the resurrection of Tyrese,
Matthew’s accumulation rate of Founder Energy was about 2.5 to 3 times the previous rate.
Even though he had flaunted his strength in the dungeons a bit and spent a small amount, he still had enough points to return to the Fear of Death Graveyard.
At that moment,
Matthew used the Founder Authority to restore the connection between Lost Paradise and the Fear of Death Graveyard.
This time.
With just a thought, he could return to the Fear of Death Graveyard!
“The Starry Night God probably didn’t expect that Lost Paradise hasn’t truly collapsed, I not only took his bait, but can also return at any time!”
Matthew was quite satisfied in his heart,
when suddenly,
a surprised voice rang by his ear:
“What place is this?”
Matthew looked down—
The skull that was biting his fingertip had also followed into Lost Paradise!
This was unexpected for Matthew.
“Is this the heaven of the Western gods?”
“I saw similar worlds in the myriad reflections of the mirror moonwater, always thought they were just fictitious descriptions, never imagined they were real!”
The skull quickly spun around Matthew, all the while emitting great exclamations of awe.
Matthew inquired,
“How did you get in here?”
The skull replied,
“I came in with you!”
“You are the heir to the Kunwu Secret Treasure, I am Kunwu Envoy Sande, from the moment the agreement was reached, I have been inseparable from you, until you fulfill the mission of the heir…”
“By the way, my name is Sande, what’s yours?”
As Matthew looked at Sande, he couldn’t help but frown—
Lost Paradise was now one of the most important secrets he carried.
This Sande had stumbled into it by mistake.
Difficult to handle…
As if sensing the murderous intent from Matthew,
Sande said in alarm:
“What are you trying to do?”
“I’m just a Witch Spirit, you know?”
“I still have a great benefit ready to offer you, there’s no need to stare at me like that, is there?”
Matthew’s gaze softened:
“First, let me be clear, I was tricked by someone else into becoming the heir to the Kunwu Ruins, as for the agreement you mentioned, I haven’t even seen it.”
“Now, you must explain everything clearly—”
What exactly are you?
What are the Kunwu Ruins?
What is there for me to inherit?
And what dangers and difficulties will I face to inherit these things?
And the content of the agreement itself…
You must tell me all these things in detail.”
After that.
I will make my final decision—”
You’ve also seen this world.
It’s my world.
If your answers don’t satisfy me, you might need to stay here for a while…”
The skull spoke rapidly:
“I’m a Witch Spirit, you know what a Witch Spirit is?”
“The people of the Witch Clan like to press down their ancestral skulls in the ship’s hold, they believe this can calm the sea veins, and over time, one of the luckiest skulls becomes the ship’s Witch Spirit.”