In the outside world, Wang Hui was immersed in the sensation of absorbing the new inherited relic, only opening his eyes after a long while.
"Exhale—"
He let out a long breath and looked at the ancient eye-shaped pattern on the metal table in the Gulf World, his brows furrowing gradually.
The pattern did light up, but not completely.
It was like a light bulb labeled as 12 watts, but only emitting the brightness of 3 watts.
Compared to the radiant glow of the adjacent ancestral world's Yin-Yang Fish pattern, the difference was particularly evident!
This inherited relic was called the "Eternal Eye," and during absorption, it also brought additional memories. However, these memories were fragmented and limited mainly to the Thunder Kingdom in the northeastern part of the Gulf World.
"So, the Eternal Eye controlled by the High Priest is only a part of it..."
Wang Hui felt somewhat displeased, as if he had gone to a buffet restaurant ready to indulge in a feast, only to be told he could only get food from a quarter of the area.
Who were they looking down on?
However, from the accompanying memories, Wang Hui learned an interesting fact.
The first owner of this part of the Eternal Eye was not actually High Priest Suleiman, but a dragon!
There were dragons in the Gulf World!
The giant dragon that had received the imprint of the inherited relic resided in the desert, with a temperament as unpredictable as a sandstorm and ferocious.
Since much of the Thunder Kingdom's territory was desert, the orcs, in their pursuit of sufficient resources for survival, frequently had to dig and collect in the desert, often falling victim to the dragon's wrath, resulting in heavy casualties!
To minimize losses, the orcs had to bow and pay tribute to the dragon, only to receive even more brutal oppression in return.
When Suleiman, still young, could no longer tolerate the humiliation, he secretly gathered a group of passionate young people and spent several months investigating the dragon's habits, preparing a strategy to launch a surprise attack at the opportune moment!
The dragon was critically injured and fled deep into the desert, never daring to come out again.
Though the orcs were victorious, they had at least escaped the shadow of the dragon.
Suleiman, who stood out the most, received strong support from the king at the time and was given a piece of the "T"-shaped protrusion that had fallen off the dragon's chest as a symbol of honor.
Suleiman sensed the immense power contained within it and dedicated himself to its study day and night. His abilities as a High Priest rapidly soared within a few years, becoming a crucial figure in the Thunder Kingdom!
Three hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye, and there had been many changes in the occupants of the throne, but the "Thunder High Priest" had always been the same person.
Suleiman's appearance had indeed aged over time, and he could no longer stand as straight as he did in his youth, but no one dared to underestimate his authority.
Due to his excessively long lifespan, legends about him grew increasingly exaggerated, making him one of the most enigmatic and powerful figures in the world!
Suleiman kept the "T"-shaped object as his personal walking staff, naming it the "Heart of the Desert." However, due to the limitations of the miniature world's inhabitants, it was impossible for him to truly possess the power of the inherited relic, even a quarter of it.
Prolonging life and enhancing the ability to manipulate magic were just the most basic effects of the Eternal Eye. If one could fully master this object, they would not only be able to control the weather and influence ecological changes but also discern the potential of all living beings!
This was the true meaning of the Eye of God in a substantive sense!
"Unfortunately, I currently only possess a quarter of the Eternal Eye, and the related abilities are also diminished..."
Wang Hui pursed his lips, slightly dissatisfied. Obtaining the inherited relics from the Gulf World had proven to be quite troublesome.
Fortunately, he could mostly confirm that the remaining three quarters were in the possession of the other three "Gulf Legends." Otherwise, those individuals would not have been able to live for several hundred years like Suleiman.
Wang Hui's task was simply to pay a friendly visit and take the items away. He looked at his [Currently Available Source Essence], which had increased from B-39% to B-49%.
Due to the vast difference in size between the miniature inhabitants and himself, the immense energy that prolonged the lives of Suleiman and the others only provided him with a mere 10% increase. However, the most pleasing aspect was that Wang Hui could finally harvest the "Clouds" of the Gulf World!
"Bring it to me!"
He reached out and pressed the eye-shaped pattern on the metal table. The thick source essence energy in the clouds above the Gulf World surged!
Buzz—
The Gulf World seemed to emit a mournful cry as its essence was forcibly drained!
The Pope of the Silver Moon Kingdom, the Necromancer Grand Wizard of the Shadow Kingdom, and the Chief Wizard of the Storm Kingdom all sensed the anomaly in the sky almost immediately.
Even the incapacitated High Priest Suleiman suddenly woke up from his daze, his expression changing rapidly!
"...Has the Pope made a move? No, that's not possible... Even if it were him, he wouldn't be able to harness such a massive amount of magic! Who could it be?"
Suleiman's mind inexplicably conjured an image of "Orc Slayer Gord," his expression revealing a sense of resignation.
"I am truly too old now; I can no longer keep up with the changes of the times..."
...
At the same time, in the outside world.
Large amounts of source essence energy were being absorbed by Wang Hui. He felt as if he had finally eaten the long-anticipated delicacy, his expression exceedingly content.
Perhaps due to the incomplete nature of the inherited relic, Wang Hui's harvesting speed in the Gulf World was far slower than in the ancestral worlds. Furthermore, the area had increased fivefold, with a much greater number of creatures. After standing and absorbing for half an hour, he had only collected one-tenth of the essence from the clouds above!
Fortunately, the [Currently Available Source Essence] was steadily increasing, requiring only a bit more effort. Once the Eternal Eye was complete, the harvesting speed should pick up.
"Hmm?"
Because Wang Hui had just returned to his original form and slightly lifted the glass cover, the flow of time inside and outside had synchronized. He could now see more clearly the movements of the miniature inhabitants.
At this moment, he unexpectedly caught sight of a figure soaring into the sky!
With white hair and white robes, eyebrows fluttering in the wind, and holding a radiant staff, he had a pair of bright, multicolored wings spanning over three meters behind him...
Bellmour, the Chief Wizard of the Storm Kingdom!
"Is this old man seeking death?"
Wang Hui narrowed his eyes.
The harvesting of source essence directly affected his ability to smoothly ascend the levels of life and counteract the effects of fatal illnesses. If Bellmour thought his [Flight] ability was formidable enough to plunder from the sky, Wang Hui didn't mind curing his suffering brought by living too long in advance!
"What's going on..."
Below the clouds, Bellmour inexplicably felt the hair on his back stand on end, as if he were being watched by an extremely dangerous entity!
However, because of the obstruction of the glass cover, Wang Hui did not reach out, lean in, or cast a shadow, making it impossible for even a Chief Wizard to see his presence.
"What is the origin of this abnormal flow of magic? Where is it coming from?"
Bellmour attempted to flap his wings and continue flying upward, but the seemingly ethereal clouds acted as an impassable barrier, bouncing him back to his original position!
This was the same result as his countless attempts over the past few hundred years...
Bellmour looked resentful, his staff moving rapidly as concentric circles of alternating blue and white spells appeared out of thin air!
"True Seeing!"