Night of Despair-Chapter 505: Pursuit of No. 503
In the black ocean.
The Black Spirit was like a gigantic stone, drifting in the sea, constantly sailing against the wind and waves towards a certain direction in the ocean.
Ugh!
In the sky, that enormous face occupying the entire sky appeared once again, looking down, opening its mouth to vomit large amounts of colorful threads that merged into the Black Sea below.
The colorful threads fell into the sea and were quickly covered by the blackness below.
Yu Hong stood by the circular window, looked carefully, and found that the water was not actually black but had too many deep colors, making it seem black at a glance.
He focused his mind, ready to deal with the impact of the Phoenix Eye at any time.
’Last time, it was the inexplicable wind and waves that caused severe damage to the ship’s hull. This time, taking advantage of the enhanced setup that will automatically update fully, it’s just right to test again...’
The wind and waves outside came one after another, gradually increasing from weak to strong, impacting the shell of the Black Spirit.
Yu Hong remained vigilant, ready to provide ample Tai Ling Skill Inner Strength for the defense system.
Bang!!
About half an hour later, a huge impact came as expected, shaking the entire ship violently.
The outer Tai Ling Skill defense layer of the Black Spirit instantly collapsed. But the Inner Strength of the Chaotic God Sky Eye Skill in the middle tenaciously blocked the subsequent invasions, firmly sticking to the surface of the Black Spirit, without dispersing.
Yu Hong quickly took the opportunity to repair the outer defenses, finally managing to prevent further erosion in time.
But just after he finished the repair, a second impact from outside began.
Boom!!
The Black Spirit shook violently, its forward speed instantly dropping to zero, blocked by a sudden appearing whirlpool.
The whirlpool inexplicably emerged in the middle, just blocking the route of the Black Spirit’s advance.
A huge force came instantaneously, without warning, crashing along with other colorful threads.
The array on the surface of the Black Spirit was damaged again, breaking through two layers of the external defense system.
Just as Yu Hong was frantically starting to tidy up the recovery.
Another loud noise came from outside.
The enormous face in the sky had stopped vomiting and was slowly retreating, as if it was about to leave.
After fixing the defense system, Yu Hong carefully watched the direction the face was leaving.
But the next moment.
Crunch.
A terrifying massive pressure descended from the sky, firmly suppressing the Black Spirit and rapidly weakening its speed.
The outer wall’s strength still wasn’t enough, and Yu Hong could only continuously repair it to maintain a dynamic balance.
The three-layer defense system on the surface of the Black Spirit began to crack under the invisible pressure, revealing the runes and energy surging inside.
Sweat appeared on Yu Hong’s forehead as he rapidly increased his repair speed, while the external pressure increased just as swiftly.
Time passed by second by second.
As the pressure rapidly rose to a point of stability.
The defense system on the Black Spirit’s surface finally couldn’t hold on, silently cracking and dispersing.
Massive pressure landed instantly on the newly repaired outer wall surface.
Crunch.
Fine cracks appeared almost immediately.
But in the next second, the entire Black Spirit suddenly veered, plunging into a dark whirlpool that suddenly appeared on the right side.
The pressure fell into nothingness, and the ship vanished instantly.
Inside the Phoenix Eye, the Black Sea returned to calm again.
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Absolute Balance Floating City.
At the entrance of the Prophetic Department in Vina Tower.
Margaret waited solemnly outside the door, having already handed over the remnants of the scene to the other side; the next step was to wait for the Prophetic Mages to trace and investigate.
She originally thought this matter was simple, but now, after many days, they had only vaguely found a trace.
Crunch.
At this moment, the door reopened, and an old mage with graying hair walked out from inside.
The mage shook his head towards Margaret.
"What a pity, we had initially found some traces through the goods, but now... we don’t know why, we suddenly completely lost contact."
"Even Master Vena couldn’t do it?" Margaret became anxious upon hearing this.
"The master is too busy to cast spells for such a small matter," the old mage said helplessly, "Patrol Chief, keeping the Prophetic Wisdom Spirit on all the time is very energy-consuming. Why don’t we just let it go?"
"No! We must find that bastard!!" Margaret gritted her teeth.
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"But as the Patrol Chief, you’ve used up your free quota; next, you’ll have to pay out of pocket," the old mage reminded.
"Then I’ll pay! As long as we find the core goods and bring them back, everything can be compensated!" Margaret said fiercely.
"Alright, then we’ll continue... I’ll remind you first, it costs 100 Crystal Coins per hour," the old mage said.
"100!?" Margaret’s anger quickly cooled a bit, "So, how long does it usually take to find something?"
"It has been three days already. Probably another four or five days might yield new clues. If we can’t find it even then, it means the object is too far away, beyond the limits of what Arcane can detect," the old mage explained.
"Four or five more days?!" Margaret had often heard people say that prophecy was the most profitable direction; she didn’t take it seriously before, thinking it was a rumor, not true.
But it seems now...
Five days, 120 hours, at 100 Crystal Coins per hour...
That means searching for five more days would cost at least 12,000 Crystal Coins....
And that’s not even guaranteed to find it!
Already suffering heavy losses, Margaret looked at the old mage’s helpless face, suddenly feeling a wave of indescribable exhaustion emerging from deep inside.
"Still searching?" the old mage, seeing this state often, lowered his voice. "To be honest, I personally think another three or four days and you might find it. Five days is the maximum estimate."
"I’ll... think about it...." Margaret clutched the Crystal Coin card in her pocket, the anger in her eyes rapidly fading.
"What do you think? It’s the golden period for searching now; missing it will make it harder to find later," the old mage advised.
This statement made Margaret very clear about one thing: the other party was just exploiting her financially!
"What if we can’t find anything in five days?" she asked through gritted teeth.
"Then we’d have to ask Master Vena to intervene personally, if you insist. You know the cost of a Level Seven master’s intervention," the old mage said deeply.
"Can’t we invite the master to intervene directly?" Margaret asked in a low voice.
"It’s possible, but without the Intelligence Spirit’s preliminary collated information, the cost for Master’s intervention could be a bit higher," the old mage gestured a small amount with his hand.
"How much more?" Margaret held onto a glimmer of hope.
"Only 50,000 more, a small amount for you." The old mage spoke easily.
"Fifty thousand... only!?" Margaret was nearly exploding, "So, how much is the price for Master Vena to intervene once...?"
"Three hundred thousand per session. The cost-effectiveness is quite high," the old mage replied sincerely.
He didn’t notice Margaret’s hands were trembling.
Three hundred thousand was indeed affordable, but... this was only to find a piece of information, a location.
She estimated that the goods prepared for this venture by her group were worth about a million. Adding the personal resources for her son, altogether it might be worth five or six million.
Most of these goods were destroyed in the explosion, and the rest, which was plundered, might still be worth three or four million.
The cost here was three hundred and fifty thousand for one session, so if they could find it, it was still feasible.
Gritting her teeth, Margaret made a decision.
"Then please have Master Vena intervene directly once."
....It’s just madness.
In her heart, even she couldn’t control herself.
It was like gambling; if she could retrieve the looted goods, everything would still be fine, still profitable.
But if she couldn’t find them....
Margaret didn’t dare to think any further.
"Great! True to the name of Patrol Chief! Definitely magnanimous!" The old mage clapped his hands, "Rest assured, with Master Vena’s prophetic achievements, they’ll certainly provide you with absolutely clear clues!"
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Clang, clang...
Yu Hong shook his head, waking up from a daze.
He looked around.
He was leaning against a cargo box in the room, hanging upside down in midair.
The room was filled with various items, most had fallen down, while fixtures like tables and chairs were hanging from the ceiling just like him.
Clearly, the Black Spirit had rolled over, turning upside down.
Cough, cough...
Yu Hong cleared the debris from his lungs, ignored the mess in the room, and turned to look out the window.
Outside was a sky blue, with countless tiny blue crystals floating in the air.
They drifted like snow, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, appearing exceptionally crystalline and beautiful under the illumination of the room’s lights.
The white light inside the safe house shone out from the window, forming a rectangular beam illuminating the area several tens of meters away.
Yu Hong controlled his body, first moving the safe house.
Slowly adjusting its direction.
Creak, creak...
After a difficult motion like an old machine, with a muffled thud.
The entire Black Spirit returned to its normal upright position.
Phew...
Only then did Yu Hong walk back to the window, wipe the moisture from it, and look outside.
At this moment, using his full eyesight, he saw clearly that within these blue crystal-like snowflakes lay deep and mysterious towering buildings.
These were tall cylindrical skyscrapers, all frozen by the blue snowflakes, with no signs of life.
"Why does it feel a bit cold..." Yu Hong suddenly felt waves of coolness coming over his body.
He was initially stunned, then shocked.
He had already reached this level! How could he still feel cold!?
This indicated the temperature here had reached an extremely terrifying level.
’No... it’s not just the temperature....’
Yu Hong felt the coolness seeping through his skin, but he hadn’t felt this before. The safe house had been here for at least ten minutes already.
Yet until he looked out the window, he hadn’t felt cold.
He took out the Key of All Things to check, and seeing no reaction, he put it back.
Yu Hong controlled the safe house, slowly starting to move through the blue snowy wind.
Amidst the dim snow, the safe house moved up a sloped highland, overlooking from afar.
Outside the window was a vast blue crystalline land.
Clusters of cylindrical buildings, some intact, some broken.
But no matter how he searched, Yu Hong found no signs of life.
Crunch.
Suddenly, on the ground outside, a massive black crack slowly appeared.
Yu Hong’s eyes focused on the crack, suddenly recalling what Agrius said.
The Great Extinction has already moved ahead of him. If he cannot hurry, perhaps most of what he encounters will be Destruction Fragments.
His heart stirred slightly, controlling the Black Spirit to move quietly over this land.
’Since the Great Extinction has already passed, naturally the worlds that can endure longer will be there for me to reach. This way, perhaps I can directly reach sufficiently strong worlds for resupply and repair.’
Just like the Floating City, it was so.
