Chapter 2080: Chapter 612: Creation Crystal - A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

... Staring at the increasingly oppressive Captain, Matthew suddenly laughed: "Barthor couldn’t climb up, but that doesn’t mean I can’t." "Moreover, if your help is effective, why hasn’t Barthor left yet?" The Captain raised his chin slightly, inadvertently revealing a trace of disdain: "He doesn’t have the qualifications." Matthew calmly said: "No." "It’s not that he doesn’t have the qualifications." "It’s that you don’t have the abilities!" The Captain’s expression seemed unmoved, but his tone grew increasingly stern: "Mortal." "You’d better know what nonsense you’re spouting!" Matthew instead became more teasing: "Still pretending to be profound?" "You say that without your help, no one can leave here, so why can the Calamity Mage come and go as they please?" The Captain snorted coldly: "Do you dare compare yourself to a calamity?" Matthew shook his head: "I’m just exposing your lies." "To be precise, ever since we met, most of what you’ve said are lies. Some parts might be true, but those are just bait to lure me in." Speaking. He stared intently at the head of the Twilight Creatures, embodied as the Space Essence: "What makes you so painstakingly deceiving me?" "I admit, I might have some trivial value, but the most crucial reason is probably that you lack the strength to use any skill other than deception, to make me accept your power?" The Captain fell silent. Matthew looked up at the top of the Blood Cave, where the power of the Calamity Mage wove an almost invisible net. The dense web glowed with light, like countless watchful eyes, coldly observing the masses below. "The Ten-Day Heavenly Net is two-way." Matthew glanced at the data column— This information was extremely secretive, with a threshold so high it’s unbelievable. Only an Inheritor of the Calamity Mage could use "Knowledge" to read part of the "Ten-Day Heavenly Net," and it was this information that made Matthew realize that the Captain was bluffing him! Now. He said unhurriedly: "The so-called two-way means it doesn’t allow people beneath the Bridge of All Life to leave, while also forbidding others from coming down." "This is the iron rule of the Ten-Day Heavenly Net." The Captain said coldly: "Nothing is absolute in the world." "No matter how tight the net, there are gaps and loopholes. After the calamity left, many famous strong individuals came here, and they left safely with my help—you think too highly of calamities!" Matthew sneered: "I fear those strong individuals encountered the same situation as me, right?" The Captain fell silent again. Matthew pressed on relentlessly: "I don’t know what specific methods you used to create an illusion comparable to reality. Even now, I can’t determine with certainty that this is definitely an illusion; it might be some other unknown means." "But one thing is extremely clear—" "That is, I am still somewhere in the Arcane Wilderness, and my physical body and most of my spirit remain in place!" "The ’me’ that appears here and talks to you is merely a strand of extracted, easily manipulated spiritual imprint." "Unfortunately, my main consciousness is recovering; you can’t suppress it for long." The Captain blinked: "I didn’t expect your inner fantasies to be so rich." "Perhaps you should become a bard instead of dealing with corpses all day." "If you believe all this is an illusion, you can try leaving by committing suicide." Matthew shook his head. He certainly wouldn’t try to commit suicide, as he was not a hundred percent sure that everything before him was a superb illusion. He considered his ability to discern illusions to have reached an unparalleled level. Yet even so, he still couldn’t detect the flaws in these scenes. Either the Captain’s illusion had reached perfection. Or everything before him was not an illusion, but a real falsehood created by the Twilight Creature using other unknown means. Indeed. A real falsehood. This was the most fitting description Matthew could find. "I can read the Ten-Day Heavenly Net’s information, and the response from the Calamity Mage’s inheritance indicates that this strand of my spirit is indeed very close to the sealing of the Bridge of All Life." "I can feel that vague connection from the very beginning. The intense oppression in my heart didn’t originate from fear but because my true main consciousness was suppressed by a powerful force." "Next, what I need to do is very simple: continually awaken my true consciousness..." For others. No matter how strong their soul or firm their will, it’s difficult to extricate themselves from such a consciousness dilemma. But Matthew is different. He has a unique way of calling his soul, and it’s quite simple and crude. At that moment. His spirit was highly concentrated. He silently called out the name in his heart: "Peggy." "Peggy..." At first. There was little reaction from the depths of his soul. But soon. It was as if a giant beast that had slept for millions of years was awakening from the depths of the sea, and instantly the ocean symbolizing the soul was covered with dark clouds, with roaring waves sweeping forth. Rumble. Rumble! The thunderous roars above the sky tore it apart, illuminating heaven and earth. Matthew’s suppressed main consciousness immediately reacted. In an instant. He saw his surroundings clearly— From a very high dimensional perspective, Matthew was standing inside a small and exquisite crystal ball.