Xyrin Empire-Chapter 161 - : Surreal Conversation (Part 2)

Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Surreal Conversation (Part 2)

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… I’m really at my wits’ end with Lin Xue… Jaina’s QQ number… This girl really has some wild ideas.

It goes without saying, she must have found a way to communicate with Jaina. After all, as a renowned figure in the world of Azeroth, Jaina’s strength is undeniable, especially as a mage with formidable spiritual power. It’s possible for her to connect with us from another world.

Don’t underestimate this connection, you know. What separates us and Jaina is the Ethereal Sea!

That’s an area second only to the Void in chaos, where any form of energy rapidly decays. Up to now, aside from my mutated spiritual power that doesn’t decay and can transmit infinitely even in the Void, this is the first time I’ve heard of a mortal’s spiritual power that can cross worlds and converse.

There’s absolutely no amplification effect from the Space-Time Sensor involved in this because the amplification is one-way. That is, we can use this large machine to enhance the scanning signal we emit, but we still can’t use it to enhance signals from the other side. That’s why we can scan for information from Azeroth, but most of it is just intermittent gibberish. It’s like enlarging a low-resolution image; all we can do is increase the size of the image to spot things we originally couldn’t see. However, we can’t fundamentally enhance the resolution. As we enlarge it, the image becomes blurrier…

It’s the same with the world of Azeroth. We can increase our scanning intensity to receive more information from Azeroth, but whether this information can be deciphered or clear enough solely depends on the source’s strength.

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And for it to be clear enough to converse directly with us—such strength in spiritual power is already comparable to an Elite-level Xyrin Apostle specialized in spiritual power combat!

“Hey!” Lin Xue’s voice rang out again, her pride and joy completely unhidden, “Made up your mind? Jaina is about to log off—err, I mean, finish meditating. You’d better plead with me now, or you’ll miss this rare opportunity…”

Dead girl, still trying to blackmail me? Although being the first human to converse with Jaina is tempting, still…

“Sivis, power down, let’s go.”

Sivis, who had been standing by all along, immediately ‘snapped’ to attention with a standard military salute and replied loudly, “Yes, Your Majesty!”

Humph, see who’s blackmailing whom!

I’m sure this is Lin Xue’s biggest weakness right now, completely at odds with her gentlewomanly appearance. This girl has an astonishing zeal for the mysterious and advanced Xyrin Technology; this giant Space-Time Sensor is to her what a super exciting toy is to a child that she can’t sleep for days and nights. Now to power it down…

“Stop!” Just as Sivis’ words fell, Lin Xue screamed in alarm, her voice was as tragic as if she was facing a sacrificial altar. I mean, is it necessary to be so dramatic just about being separated from a machine?

But I underestimated Lin Xue’s affection for this “big toy”; before I could even speak, she surrendered voluntarily, “Okay, I beg you, please don’t power it down. I haven’t had enough fun yet!”

“Then hurry up and establish that communication channel!”

Ah, Lin Xue, this super intelligent scanner, really isn’t as obedient as those brainless radars. Look, even making a phone call requires negotiating with the exchange…

“Cough cough… What should I say first?” I suddenly realized, I still didn’t know what to say. Should I just directly say to Jaina: Hello Sister Ji, I’m the Savior, do you need any special services?

Meanwhile, in the distant world of Azeroth, at the Mage Tower in the center of Serramo Island.

In a dark chamber filled with obscure magical fluctuations, a beautiful woman dressed in a purple magic robe was meditating.

The ruler of Serramo, Great Mage Jaina Proudmoore.

From her appearance, she looked merely like a woman in her early twenties, and perhaps magic could maintain her looks for an extended period. This appearance made it hard to believe that she was a powerful mage, let alone bearer of such immense responsibility and pressure.

Yes, the pressure of becoming the ruler of Serramo as a woman was an unimaginable burden for Jaina Proudmoore. On this land where tribe powers dominated, Jaina had to assume the responsibility of protecting her people and maintaining a relative balance with the tribes. Not only that, but she also faced various skeptical and even hostile gazes that drained her of much energy, so much so that even meditation, indispensable for a Great Mage, became a rare occurrence for her.

No wonder there is a saying among mages, “The crown does not belong to the mage.”

The practice of a mage is quite time-consuming; they must dedicate large chunks of time to meditation, contemplation, and spell research, avoiding all external disturbances to have more time for studying the mystic and captivating Arcane knowledge. Mages, who may seem glorious on the surface, actually lead lives as mundane as ascetics, even combining their sleep with practice. Therefore, once a mage diverts their limited energy to other matters, their power inevitably suffers a great impact.

In Jaina’s case, the fact that she could maintain her credentials as a Great Mage while shouldering such significant responsibilities only attests to her exceptional talent.

Jaina’s brow furrowed slightly, signaling that her meditation had still not gone smoothly.

There was no helping it; the most crucial aspect of a mage’s meditation is to cast aside all distracting thoughts and focus on sensing the surrounding Magic Elements. But Jaina now found this increasingly difficult.

Although regretful, Jaina was preparing to leave her meditative state. As an experienced Great Mage, she knew well that under these circumstances, it was not wise to rush her practice, for forcing herself to train wouldn’t yield any good results.

“Hello, hello, can you hear me? Respond if you hear this…”

Just as Jaina was about to retract her spiritual power, a voice unexpectedly echoed in her mind, accompanied by several other confusing sounds like “really uncreative,” “Ah Jun, I’m hungry,” “here I come,” and “guh-ah… yi-ah…”

Although startled at first, Jaina quickly calmed herself and began to analyze the situation swiftly.

Firstly, she eliminated the possibility of an illusion: As one of the most powerful mages in the world, Jaina’s spiritual power could rival that of Giant Dragons. No failed meditation or even a Leader-level Demon specializing in spiritual attacks could induce hallucinations in her.

This meant someone was engaging her in direct conversation through extremely strong spiritual power!

Jaina was familiar with this form of communication; although there were no mages in this world who specialized solely in spirit magic, many powerful mages could use their formidable spiritual power for similar communication. In fact, as long as the spiritual power was strong enough, this magic could even be less challenging than casting a minor Fireball.

However…

The prerequisite was having sufficiently strong spiritual power, and it had to be strong enough to establish a Spiritual Connection under these circumstances!

This was not a place where just any mage’s spiritual power could intrude. Knowing well that a mage’s most vulnerable moment was during meditation, Jaina had personally designed the defense system of the Mage Tower, an ever-running system that prevented all unauthorized magical fluctuations from entering the tower, unless the magical fluctuation was strong enough to counter the entire Mage Tower. Jaina herself was a powerful mage, so for an external spiritual force to directly invade her consciousness—the other’s power had to be more than twice hers!

If Jaina knew this Spiritual Connection had even crossed the Ethereal Sea and the World Barrier, who knows how astonished she would be…

Fortunately, this powerful “invader” seemed to harbor no malice, at least not using their formidable spiritual power to take advantage of her vulnerability and render her a fool.

Meanwhile, on Earth…

After a considerable wait and still hearing no response, I had to ask again, “Ahem… This is the World Management Center, is anyone there?”

I admit, calling it the “World Management Center” is a bit far-fetched, but according to Bubbles’ analysis, this seemed the most likely way to bluff successfully, so I had to impersonate those Divine Race leaders for a bit… Anyway, Dingdang, the True God, had no objections…