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Leyton paused slightly, then continued in a deeper tone:
"These two systems don't conflict; in fact, they can positively influence each other and bring about improvements."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes, quickly entered a meditative state, outlined the brass-colored ring in his mind, and rhythmically vibrated his spirituality.
With a wave of light blue, water-like radiance, a somewhat incomplete ring appeared behind him. In the middle of the ring, a pattern of an open book, outlined by several distorted lines, seemed to rapidly turn its pages as if it were real.
"As long as they master the corresponding knowledge, a Spirit World Sorcerer can draw upon the power of the Spirit World through their connection to it, completing the corresponding spellcasting."
After a brief explanation, Leyton murmured in Dragonese: "Ice!"
A brilliant, crystal-clear blue light instantly burst from beneath his feet, and a thin layer of white frost immediately condensed on the ground, rapidly spreading outwards. In a moment, the entire area, which Botis had made hidden, turned silvery white.
Before the surrounding people could react to the sudden drop in temperature, Leyton had already softly chanted the second Dragonese word: "Sun!"
As he spread his hands, a magnificent, pure, and blazing sunlight descended from the sky, enveloping the surroundings. The newly formed frost instantly melted, and the temperature, which had dropped, rapidly rose. In just a moment, it felt like the heat of summer.
The suddenly appearing blazing sunlight lasted for about ten seconds before gradually fading away. After demonstrating the abilities of a Spirit World Sorcerer, Leyton turned and walked towards Botis, nodding slightly to him.
Botis slowly nodded, then slowly raised his right hand and pulled it. The surrounding darkness suddenly vanished, and the sunlight, which had been distorted by shadows, became bright again. A chilling wind suddenly blew, bringing the people, who had been engrossed in the wonders of Beyonders, back to their senses.
After doing all this, Botis turned his gaze back to Leyton and asked with some curiosity:
"The Spirit World Sorcerer system, centered on knowledge, must have a considerable entry requirement. How do you plan to spread this new system?"
Hearing Botis's question, the workers who were preparing to return to the factory for their afternoon shift also unconsciously slowed their steps, lowered their voices, and all leaned in to listen to Leyton's answer.
Leyton saw all this and then deliberately raised his voice as he replied:
"I plan to establish a relatively loose school where anyone interested in Spirit World Sorcerers can come to learn. Once the Paz River Valley area stabilizes, this plan will begin to be promoted."
"Before that, I will explain some knowledge to those who come to listen after each sermon."
"It seems I also need to frequently come and listen to your sermons..." Botis said with a light chuckle.
After receiving their answer, the surrounding workers also quickened their steps. There was still some time before the afternoon work, and they could rest for a while in the workshop before starting.
Only after all the workers around him had left did Botis speak again:
"That City just now, have you seen it?"
"In a sense, I have, but it doesn't truly exist, at least not yet."
Leyton mused as he replied. He couldn't help but want to laugh at Botis's 'just as I thought' expression.
Although he didn't know what Botis was thinking, he definitely overthought it. It was just a 3D rendered cyberpunk City image from the internet.
The scene was silent for a moment before Botis sighed and whispered:
"As a Secrets Sorcerer, I Pride myself on having visited countless places and witnessed various local customs, but upon seeing that City, I still found it incredible. It was a scene beyond my imagination."
"Even though I am already a Demigod, I still have some expectations for the future you speak of."
"The future will inevitably arrive, propelled by everyone and everything, but what kind of future it will be is determined by our efforts..." Leyton mused with emotion.
Botis nodded noncommittally and quickly moved past the topic. Compared to the future, he was now more curious about the Beyonder system that was independent of potions.
In the evening, Leyton returned to the inn on the opposite bank of the Paz River Valley. He was sitting by the fireplace, enjoying the dinner delivered by the inn's waiter: a fried rice mixed with roasted meat, and a glass of fresh fruit juice mixed with alcohol.
As he was savoring his dinner, his spiritual perception was suddenly triggered. A crimson, hazy moonlight streamed in through the window and rapidly reassembled in front of it, revealing two figures dressed in long black tailcoats.
Leyton chewed on the roasted meat in his mouth while curiously sizing up the two unexpected intruders.
The one leading was a good-looking mixed-race individual, estimated to be over 1.8 meters tall, with long, dark golden hair falling to his shoulders. His eyes were blood-red, and his lips curved slightly, but a slight tilt of his chin made him appear somewhat cold and aloof.
He wore a long black tailcoat with a dark red lining, and his posture and demeanor exuded a hint of pride.
Beside him, slightly behind, was another gentleman also dressed in a long black tailcoat. His clothes and hair were meticulously groomed, and faint crow's feet were visible around his eyes. He appeared to be in his late thirties, approaching forty, and his casual gestures were elegant and refined.
He had a sturdy build, looking like a robust and healthy middle-aged gentleman, and held a black cane inlaid with a dark green gem.
Both the moonlit transformation ability they had just displayed and their two pairs of blood-red eyes indicated their identity: Sanguine! And Sanguine of no low Sequence!
Swallowing the food in his mouth, Leyton picked up a napkin from beside him and wiped his lips. Only then did he rise from his seat, looked at the two Sanguine who were observing him, and said:
"Good evening, gentlemen. How should I address you?"
"Bears..." the young man at the front replied curtly, with a rather arrogant expression.
"Matthew Quince..." the middle-aged gentleman, standing slightly behind Bears, replied with a smile.
Leyton nodded slightly, not expressing any opinion on their attitude. After all, the Sanguine had Pride ingrained in their bones.
He recalled the information he had obtained from the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom in his mind, and indeed, there was information about these two Sanguine:
Bears, a Sanguine Count around 100 years old, known as 'Scarlet Eye', is very skilled in Dark and bizarre spells. He can cast curses on any creature he sees, and his fighting style is very bloody.
Matthew Quince, a Sanguine who has lived for over two hundred years. He seemed to have been a Viscount a long time ago but has never been able to advance to Count. He has a deep study of the Moon and seems to have a close relationship with the Church of the Earth Mother.
Leyton quickly reined in his thoughts and said in a deep voice to the two Sanguine before him:
"Are the Sanguine only planning to send the two of you? That Primordial Moon's Blessed is preparing for a Sequence 3 advancement ritual."
"Scarlet Eye" Bears snorted, his tone disdainful as he said:
"Of course not. We are merely here to negotiate the subsequent cooperation plan with you, as well as the final division of spoils."
"That Primordial Moon's minion is merely a Classical Alchemist not yet at Sequence 3. The 'Round Moon' Duke will personally oversee the battlefield. Under Her gaze, no accidents can happen."
Leyton nodded slightly, not intending to argue with the other party. He directly stated:
"The spoils from individual battles belong to the individual. Items obtained through cooperation and subsequent seized gains will be uniformly distributed by the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom after everything is concluded."
To his surprise, this Sanguine Count, who appeared quite arrogant, did not object when he said that the spoils would be uniformly distributed by the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Instead, he waited calmly for his next words.
Indeed, although he looked young, this guy was actually an old man who had lived for over a hundred years. He was no longer as impulsive as Emlyn.
He then collected his thoughts and continued:
"The Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom doesn't have a particular demand for these characteristics. The Moon Pathway characteristics can be prioritized for your Sanguine to choose. Similarly, the Planter characteristics will be prioritized for the Church of the Earth Mother. Surely none of you Sanguine would want to switch Pathways to advance, right?"
"Of course not. That would be a betrayal of the Moon. Any Sanguine who switches Pathways will no longer be Sanguine!"
Bears frowned slightly, his tone much lower, as if expressing his displeasure.
Leyton acted as if he hadn't seen his expression and continued on his own:
"The approximate time of action is within the next few days. To prevent any possible accidents, we still need to make some preparations."
"You Sanguine can also use this time to make more arrangements, but it's best to keep them sufficiently hidden and not expose yourselves. That Primordial Moon's Blessed has many puppets in the Paz River Valley area. It would be bad if he detected a problem beforehand."
"Puppets? That Lunatic really developed such a technique!" Matthew Quince frowned slightly and mused.
Leyton looked at him with some curiosity. This Sanguine Viscount seemed very familiar with that Primordial Moon's Blessed.
Before he could ask, Matthew Quince explained on his own, his tone like he was telling a story:
"That was more than twenty years ago. It happened to be the night of the Blood Moon, and I accidentally stumbled upon a few fools who were performing a ritual to the Primordial Moon, seeking blessings. They were already corrupted at the time, so I dealt with them. He was born then, under the Blood Moon, crawling out of his Mother's already mutated body."
"He attracted the Primordial Moon's gaze as soon as he was born, or perhaps, it was precisely because of the Primordial Moon's influence that he crawled out of his Mother's womb at that time."
"I originally intended to deal with him directly, but the people from the Church of the Earth Mother arrived too quickly. I figured they would handle the aftermath, so I left directly."
He paused here, his tone becoming solemn:
"But events clearly unfolded beyond my imagination. In less than a year, the bishop responsible for local affairs in the Church of the Earth Mother defected. The Church didn't provide a specific explanation, only publicly announcing his dismissal from his position and clergy status. Heh… But the True story is obvious, isn't it?"
"It wasn't until two years ago, in Littport, that I met a Primordial Moon Believer who called himself Sorik. My spiritual intuition and that special scent on him both told me that he was the baby I had seen back then."
"At that time, he was just a Druid, seeking an opportunity to advance to Classical Alchemist. I had brief contact with him. He always gave me a very dangerous feeling, and coupled with the fact that he was not a Beyonder of the Moon Pathway, I gave up on the idea of hunting him."
Bears' expression gradually turned astonished and solemn as Matthew narrated. He looked at Matthew in surprise and said:
"Why didn't I hear you mention this before?"
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