Bizarre Realm-Chapter 475 - 62: Crusade Against the Old Ones!

Shawn didn’t know how long he had held on.

He felt he had endured far more than forty-eight hours of the ceremony, because at the final stage of the ritual, he even longed for the legendary "The Pink Book."

Yes.

If he had the legendary "The Pink Book," he definitely wouldn’t be struggling so hard. Had he known that the Path of Nature would be holding the Divine Tree Song ceremony, he would have asked someone at the Space-Time Hub if they had collected this legendary forbidden book.

Shawn finally came out by supporting himself against the vine wall of the Natural Circle, along with the Lake Fairy sisters, who staggered just like he did.

Although the sisters primarily served as batteries for the Fusion Technique, in the state of fusion, they could perceive everything in the outside world and even share a part of Shawn’s bodily senses, though they had no control over his body. So during this extremely lengthy Divine Tree Song ceremony, the Lake Fairy sisters perceived everything from a male perspective and experienced wondrous feelings they had never felt before, along with a unique male conquest desire.

"Don’t let anyone disturb me!"

"I need to retreat for a while."

Shawn declined the invitation from the Path of Nature and directly used a Teleportation Gate to return to his Tower of Truth. Upon his return, in a room on the side of the tower, Observer-Kuladis poked out its dragon head and glanced at Shawn’s exhausted appearance, unable to resist grinning and saying, "Did Dragon Blood help?"

Shawn glared at it, and Observer-Kuladis immediately retracted its head, dutifully continuing its slumber. Its growth rate was astonishing; it had now become a juvenile dragon.

With the current effects of Dark Prosperity, it probably won’t be long before it becomes a young Giant Dragon.

"However, Dark Prosperity can’t be maintained for too long."

"Many ordinary people have begun to age rapidly; within just a year, they’ve aged five or six years."

Sealed Object No. 1 looked at Shawn and said calmly, "I suggest preparing a high-level Restoration Technique for yourself; your body looks quite weak."

Shawn expressionlessly entered the laboratory and shut the door.

A day quickly passed.

When Shawn awoke from his sleep, he felt his mental state much improved, serene as a fortified version of the Wise Man’s State. He felt as though he had no interest in women for at least a month.

——Projection Technique.

Shawn’s main body remained in the Half-Plane to continue unfinished research work, while his projection directly returned to Abyss City. Casters, upon entering the Legendary Realm, rarely use their main body to handle minor matters; either projection or simulation can accomplish many tasks.

Of course, if you’re crazy enough, you can clone yourself.

But it’s generally not advised to do so, because if you clone too many copies, you might end up not knowing which is the main body; the events of Neverwinter Night’s history have taught Mages not to clone themselves recklessly. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Shawn’s projected avatar was a Mage with a Casting Level of 16, lacking Mind Ability, with only a separate Arcane Magic Casting Level.

This avatar didn’t require Divinity infused; once dead, it’s dead, consuming only a bit of Power of Soul. If infused with Divinity, the avatar’s entity size would greatly increase, but the loss upon death would be significant.

Black Forest.

Shawn’s clone opened a Random Gate and directly arrived at Abyss City’s forward station in the Poison Gas Swamp, which was a bronze-cast Steel Fortress.

The former Black Forest had vanished.

In its place lay a flourishing, dense primal forest, with countless towering trees blocking sunlight like a miracle; in just two days, everything within tens of thousands of kilometers had slowly been restored. An endless prairie extended to the horizon, with once-polluted lakes restored to shimmering blue. In the area adjacent to the Poison Gas Swamp, a clear dividing line stretched over three thousand kilometers in length, bisecting one-fifth of the continental shelf. Under past pollution, the Path of Nature carved out a natural sanctuary of over a hundred thousand square kilometers in the Realm of Reality.

The area amounted roughly to a province from a past life, equivalent to a country in Europe. Such an enormous Holy Residence Ceremony astonished even Shawn.

As for the scope of the Nature Festival ceremony, it extended even further, impacting places tens of thousands of kilometers away, though the cleansing effect wasn’t as pronounced outside the core ceremonial zone, merely awakening the vigorous vitality of nature.

The laws of the forest and tree domain had been rebooted once.

"The Path of Nature has staked everything!"

The Black Forest had laid out a Natural Circle with a diameter of about thirty kilometers, and here Shawn saw the former woodland cabin that had been destroyed, several Great Druids joining forces to purify it, rescuing the Tree Elf’s soul from its remnants, whom the Druids then reinstated using the Rebirth Technique.

This tree house was now the Druid’s Lodge, placed at the center of the Natural Circle.

The entire edge of the Poison Gas Swamp was partitioned, forming three camps confronting the old day: Abyss City, Path of Death, and Path of Nature. The Path of Nature’s headquarters was in Black Forest, while Abyss City’s forward station rooted directly in the Poison Gas Swamp, the Path of Death set no stronghold but erected a Soul Summoning Tower several hundred meters high outside the Poison Gas Swamp.