Chapter 489: The Colorful Illusion
Chapter 489: The Colorful Illusion
As the seeds touched the ground, they instantly burrowed into the soil.
In the next moment, a powerful life force erupted, radiating a dazzling green light.
The earth beneath Lindsey's feet glowed with this color, illuminating the altar in the center of the village.
Then, a torrent of life force surged from the depths of the soil.
This force followed the path of the seeds, causing the ground to rupture, and a verdant sprout emerged.
In the blink of an eye, a tender seedling began to rise.
Its growth was so rapid that it surpassed the speed of human perception!
Within two breaths, the sprout spread at an astonishing rate. The green stems were robust and resilient, and the leaves bore patterns resembling Fuzhou, imbued with a uniquely structured essence. Emerald-like radiance flowed within their translucent surfaces, carrying a sense of power.
Crack!
The Winterberry Vines rapidly spread across the ground, climbing swiftly wherever they could find purchase. Wherever they went, the soil churned, and plants toppled.
Finally, the vines locked onto the golden disc in the center of the altar.
The thick bean stalks completely enveloped the massive disc, covering it entirely.
Strange twisting sounds emanated from within, unlike the tearing of metal.
Crack!
It was as if glass was shattering.
The stems and leaves of the Winterberry Vines trembled and stretched outward.
A gap appeared in the center of the golden disc, now covered by the vines.
Peering through this gap, one would not see the previous golden surface but a distorted, hazy air.
The vines had torn open a rift in space! Swish! The surrounding stems and leaves continued to extend into the torn space, stabilizing it firmly.
From the initial growth to the tearing of space, the entire process took only four to five seconds, causing the ground to tremble as if a giant dragon was awakening in the village center.
"What's happening? An earthquake?"
"Look at the center, at the entrance to the Illusory Dream. What is that thing?"
"..."
Everyone's gaze was fixed on the spectacle before them, leaving them speechless.
Only Yaostar, who had witnessed Lindsey's actions from start to finish, dared to speak the truth:
"Lindsey, did you... did you reopen the blocked passage to the Illusory Dream?"
Lindsey nodded slightly:
"Yes, I have no intention of staying here and playing along with this strange world's script."
Amidst the confusion and astonishment of the onlookers, Lindsey left only his back to this world and stepped forward.
His figure disappeared into the passage of the Illusory Dream.
The entrance to the Illusory Dream was torn open by the Winterberry Vines and stabilized.
Lindsey walked forward, and his feet instantly felt the firmness of stone slabs beneath them.
As his vision cleared from the spatial blur, he turned to survey his surroundings. Indeed, it was a stone fortress identical to the one before.
However, Lindsey's furrowed brow did not relax.
The fortress was devoid of tense guards or any signs of a rescue operation for the Illusory Dream.
At that moment, Yaostar followed closely behind him.
She shared Lindsey's confusion:
"There's no one here?"
Lindsey replied:
"The Art Association is indeed quick to act."
"The lack of any rescue attempts might be because some of their members were also drawn into the Illusory Dream, causing their organizational structure to collapse, rendering them incapable of mounting a rescue."
As they spoke, the Winterberry Vines, which had breached the spatial barrier, finished growing.
Just as described, the vines bore large bean pods on their stems, and the fruits within were enticingly verdant.
Lindsey proceeded to harvest them.
"Ingredient: Winter Jasmine Bean"
"Direct consumption enhances the user's spatial perception abilities, and it can also be used as an ingredient to create delicious dishes."
"A rare ingredient with a moderate value."
"..."
Lindsey pursed his lips.
If these beans were cultivated further in the garden, could they possibly replicate the ability to tear through space? A new idea popped into his mind.
But now was not the time for experiments.
Lindsey collected the beans and headed towards the only passage leading outside.
The entrance to the outside world.
It was sealed shut by thick stone slabs.
Lindsey took out his meteorite pickaxe without hesitation and shattered the blockade with just a few strikes.
"So, this is also a theater?"
To make full use of the space, a theater structure was built directly above the stone fortress.
Lindsey and Yaostar made their way to the front entrance and left the theater without hesitation.
A blue light shone upon them as they stepped out.
The transition from darkness to light was blinding.
Lindsey shielded his eyes with his hand and took a moment to adjust before he could see his surroundings.
The Illusionary Dream that had dragged them in was naturally located in the Blue Zone.
However, the city's air was filled with a sweet fragrance that intoxicated anyone who inhaled it, similar to the effects of a Color Dream Elixir.
At the same time, a powerful Essence enveloped and divided the city into zones, wrapping it up.
Lindsey had encountered all sorts of Awakened individuals in the past.
Based on his experience, he could tell that each of these Essences held power equivalent to a Seventh Stage or higher.
In other words, each of these powers could potentially belong to an Eighth Stage existence in the City of a Thousand Sails!
"..."
Lindsey glanced back.
The area where he stood was naturally shrouded in a power of its own.
"Essence Riot - The power flowing out of the Illusionary Dream has enveloped the entire city."
The good news—it wasn't the 'World Creator Gods' causing trouble.
The bad news—the world had gone berserk.
Each Illusionary Dream was directly created by an Eighth Stage Artist.
And now, these worlds were unleashing their power without restraint in the City of a Thousand Sails.
Fortunately, within this misfortune, it was still the City of a Thousand Sails.
The foundation laid by a Ninth Stage Artist allowed it to withstand any world.
That was why the city hadn't collapsed immediately; instead, it maintained a chaotic palette-like feeling.
Yaostar followed closely behind Lindsey as they exited the theater.
"This... City of a Thousand Sails."
The girl's voice trembled, almost unable to believe what she was seeing, even in the most absurd dream. She never imagined that the City of a Thousand Sails would face such a situation!
If there was a scriptwriter who dared to describe the City of a Thousand Sails like this in their script, no one would take their imaginative plot seriously!
"..."
Lindsey remained calm and opened the map to assess the situation.
The markers symbolizing the living residents were still visible in the city.
However, upon comparing them to his memories, he estimated that about one-fifth of the population was missing.
"One-fifth of the population has suddenly disappeared."
"No matter where it is, this is a dire situation, and it's no wonder the Art Association couldn't provide assistance."
After grasping the situation, Lindsey continued towards the city center.
Yaostar hurriedly followed:
"Lindsey, where are we going now?"
Lindsey responded calmly:
"First, we're heading to Fenburr Theatre. I need to check on Wah Wah Wah."
(End of Chapter)
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