I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 135 - 122: The Truth of Everything (Please Subscribe)

Through the perspective of the gray crow, Lynn also saw the ever-expanding Soul Devouring Array, his brows slightly furrowed.

The creatures under his control seemed to be spared from the misfortune of having their souls drawn out, but what Lynn had not expected was that he had already destroyed several nodes of the Formation just now. According to Tic, this thing should have already stopped.

Could it be that he was mistaken, that the nodes of the Formation were not here, or perhaps there were even more critical nodes yet to be found?

The power of the Soul Devouring Array was undeniable; even third-ring Wizards like Barbara and Hank could not escape its effect, let alone the poor in the South District.

Lynn was not sure if this thing would keep expanding indefinitely. If it did, the entire Yiyeta Harbor could be devoured.

With such a massive amount of Soul Power, what kind of monster might be born...

As Lynn pondered, the several chipmunks he had sent to search the entire estate discovered a secret: the area beneath the banquet hall was hollow and contained a very hidden tunnel, likely leading to the critical node of the Soul Devouring Array.

…

Squeak, squeak, squeak...

At night, under the cellar of the gathering estate, faint mouse squeaks echoed through the narrow underground tunnel.

A few small chipmunks were scurrying rapidly through the tunnel, occasionally stopping to sniff about or scratch with their claws to make sure that there were no traps set up before continuing their frenzied dash.

Not far behind, most of Lynn’s attention had shifted to the continuous alert tones of the brain.

[Decryption progress 94%, 97%, 100% ...]

[Remaining Soul Power has been stored...Do you want to take control of the Virtual Domain?]

Seeing the progress hit the maximum, Lynn did not hastily agree, but instead inquired about the actual functions of this Virtual Domain.

After the brain responded, Lynn understood that this thing was akin to the metaverse created by the federations in his previous world.

However, the difference was that this domain was made of Magic Power, somewhere between illusion and reality, and it could change with the imagination of the controller. If desired, he could completely transform the chaotic space into a projection of the Cosmic Starry Sky.

Of course, this was predicated on having the appropriate data and enough Magic Power. For instance, to materialize a permanent star in the Virtual Domain, one must understand the essence of a star; otherwise, the Sun that materialized would merely have a surface appearance. It would neither radiate light nor heat, but would instead burst like cotton when poked.

This was probably why the master of the Virtual Domain did not make it overly ostentatious.

Theoretically, as long as the data was accurate enough, everything constructed would be virtually indistinguishable from the real world.

This was much stronger than the virtual spaces marketed under the metaverse banner in his previous life.

Although certain companies often made impressive claims, boasting over ninety percent accuracy, Lynn knew such assertions were sheer nonsense. Achieving approximately sixty to seventy percent accuracy was commendable, and bugs were rampant.

Yet, this Virtual Domain created by Magic Power could indeed approach almost one hundred percent accuracy, making it a literal second world.

However, accomplishing this would require a huge amount of Magic Power, clearly not something to hope for in the short term.

Lynn quickly stopped his fantasy and began to explore the two main functions of the Virtual Domain.

The first function was naturally to draw people into gatherings through a ring as a medium, projecting the magic power containing part of the soul into the Virtual Domain.

The second function was rather sinister, it enabled reverse connection through the ring to the holder’s spiritual power, accessing a portion of their computing power.

To put it in inappropriate analogy, every wizard’s brain was like a high-speed biological computer, and projecting magic power into the Virtual Domain was akin to connecting to a network, naturally accompanied by certain risks, such as exposing their spiritual power frequency.

This process was not completed instantaneously but was exceedingly slow.

Given the frequency of the Faceless’s weekly meetings, cracking a formal wizard’s mental defenses could take years, which was why it was adequately concealed due to the lengthy duration.

At the last meeting, the entire Faceless organization, including him, totaled fifteen members, likely all third-ring wizards. Now, after the fall of "Blood Thorn," there were at least nine members remaining.

It was just unknown how much computing power could be accessed.

"071, can you locate the source of the magic power in this Virtual Domain?" Lynn asked in his mind, knowing all too well that such a device would require a massive supply of magic power to operate.

[Signal source located, thirty meters directly ahead!]

The source of this c𝓸ntent is frёeweɓηovel.coɱ.

That close? Lynn paused for a moment, and then, through the eyes of several gnawing rats, he witnessed a scene that greatly surprised him.

At the end of the corridor was a spacious circular hall, with an altar-like platform in the center. Each step was adorned with many complex patterns, similar to the alchemical Formation Lynn saw in Radak’s chamber, used to bind Spiritual Bodies, albeit more intricate.

Many blue glows were surging from the ground, merging into the nearly solidified Spiritual Body above. The gnawing rats looked up high and saw a figure all too familiar to him.

At that moment, Lynn had also traversed the narrow corridor, stunned at the wraith hovering over the platform.

It was a girl of about eight or nine, dressed in a gorgeous long dress, with long hair over her shoulders, and a frail, slender figure. She radiated a ghostly blue glow, her exposed skin adorned with web-like strange patterns as if it would shatter with a touch.

Unlike her delicate, doll-like adorable appearance, her face was fierce and twisted, seemingly in great pain, emitting a terrifying aura.

"Lydia?" Lynn, upon recognizing the wraith’s face, called out subconsciously, only to deny it shortly after.

No, this wasn’t Lydia!

Although the appearance was similar to the halfling girl, the long hair and round ears, along with the attire, were completely unmatched.

In a sense, Spiritual Bodies didn’t have actual clothes; those were merely manifestations of Soul Power, representing the most profound memories from when they were alive.

Therefore, the Spiritual Body in front of him couldn’t be Lydia, it could only be...

"She is Yiyeta, my daughter..."

A deep voice echoed through the tower.

Lynn instinctively turned his head, and saw Helram, long absent, founder of the Yiyeta School, ruler of the harbor town, who had gone to the grand wizard in Green two weeks ago, yet was standing here now.