Chapter 74: The Giant
The twelve levels of the Chosen One's original stone include four realms: inspiration, transformation, rebirth, and transcendence.

The inspiration stage is the growth and evolution of abilities, the transformation stage will turn to the fusion of soul and body, gradually removing the defects of mortal body, and at the rebirth level, after the soul, ability and body are completely combined, the chosen one can be called a fantasy creature that surpasses mortals.

Depending on the Supreme Good and the matrix, some people can bathe in fire and soak in magma without changing color, some can shrink and enlarge themselves at will to hide, some are like the elves in the legend, friendly to plants and trees and borrow their vitality at will, and some can simply turn into monsters.

The invisible rebirth and transformation is spiritualization!

Under the influence of the matrix, it even possesses the characteristics of Styx, completing a complete transformation between soul and spiritual essence, and any part of spiritual essence can be regarded as himself.

Relying on such transformation, he obtained the name of invisible, parasitic on countless people and omnipresent.

It was a pity that the skills that had worked in the past suddenly failed after entering the Rift Realm... Just like a certain Mr. Ji, who was severely taught a lesson by the local canned herrings.

There's shit!

It's all fucking shit!
Originally, this kind of soulless and unconscious puppet is the easiest to parasitize and control, but... now every one I encounter goes crazy, and even I almost get infected and fall into madness!
It is filled with so much chaotic and crazy spiritual essence. If someone were to swallow it all without knowing what's good for him, even if he was invisible, he would probably be transformed into a monster on the spot.

At the Dragon Festival, everyone just worships the power of the dragon, gets close to the essence of the dragon, and tries to use this doomsday power that is opposite to the origin of the saints. But it does not mean that everyone wants to become evil.

Well, this kind of neurosis still exists, but at least it is invisible!

I simply don't understand how a sage could turn his own Rift Realm into a cesspool... Even the Invisible, who eats spiritual essence and souls as delicacies, can only say that he can't eat them at all!
But the traces left by many saints undoubtedly confirmed his original guess.

This is the final burial place of mercury!

It's true that there's no problem hearing about that guy...

Deep underground, Invisible looked greedily at the huge rift before him - this time, maybe he could really find the body of a sage!
Just thinking about this made him feel hungry and thirsty.

Never before had there been such a deep temptation.

Ji Jue felt like he was going crazy with hunger.

In the makeshift workshop safe house where the Ghost Ball had finally recovered, Ji Jue was struggling to recover, making sure his abilities, body, and soul were in the best possible condition.

Drooling like crazy.

It wasn't because of An Ran and the little cow horse beside him, but because of the little bit of essence in his soul that was almost as close to his ability...

The ability is in a crazy state of restlessness.

Just like a mad dog tied by the neck, no, to be exact, Ji Jue felt that part of himself was going crazy, wanting to roll on the ground, feeling like ants were crawling all over his body, begging himself non-stop: "Give me a bite, brother, just one bite!"

Ji Jue could only use all his energy to restrain himself.

Tell yourself to be patient, patient, patient.

But before, when he was outside, he could still say that the place was not safe enough and there might be danger. But now that he was hiding in Ball's workshop, his willpower, which was already fragile, was gradually unable to withstand the hunger in his heart.

Until the hunger reached its peak, Ji Jue could no longer resist.

Damn your patience, I can’t stand it anymore!

The power in the shackles was released in an instant, and light burst out from the emblem of the ex machina, rushing towards the scattered essence remaining in the body, "Awooo," in a mouthful!
Show off completely.

After that, there is no more.

Ji Jue’s eyes went dark.

It was as if, all of a sudden, someone hit me hard on the forehead with a sledgehammer. There was a buzzing sound and my soul was floating around.

It seemed like there was a sound ringing in my ears, but I couldn't hear it clearly until I finally realized that it was the sound of my brain boiling.

He completely lost consciousness.

Endless feelings, memories and insights poured into his soul like a waterfall, instantly shutting down Ji Jue's thinking ability. It was full, but it didn't stop.

Still pouring in violently!
It goes on and on!

It was only a blink of an eye, but it seemed as if thousands of years had passed. There were too many, too many chaotic scenes and memories, but even more were smelting and forging!
The records and history engraved in the furnace come alive before our eyes!
No, it was so real that it seemed like something that happened inside my own body. I am just recalling it now, so it is so clear.

Sometimes he burned for nine days and nights to melt unknown materials, and repeatedly suppressed the resistance of living creatures with flames. Sometimes he processed large amounts of steel and blood in batches like an assembly line, and created one mechanical heart after another that turned into flesh and blood.

More often than not, he was participating in a part of some huge project, devoting all his energy to purifying the iron light in the furnace over and over again, in the hope of getting endlessly close to the limits of material properties.

It seemed to be a broken sword blade.

No matter how I call or touch, the only response I get is silence.

Occasionally, the sword blade would seem to awaken from a long sleep, and with a slight tremor, a clanging sword sound would emerge that echoed throughout the entire Rift World.

Its name is [Change].

It uses the flame of the dragon of the end as its fire and the bones of the sages of the beginning as its source. It has no shape yet, but when the sharp blade is sharpened and polished, it will turn into a brilliant light that completely cuts off the eternal era!
Ji Jue was immersed in it.

Forgot everything.

He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the process of sharpening the sword as if using his own soul as a whetstone, until that day, when the blade was sharpened again and the first rust fell off the sword.

He seemed to hear the sound of the world collapsing.

And so far away.

It was not until a long, long time later that he seemed to wake up from a deep sleep and heard strange words.

Inside that bell tower, there was a ruin outside the window.

The Tianyuan Tower has disappeared.

But in the ruined bell tower, the conversation continues.

"This idea is indeed ingenious, but it is a bit exaggerated." The skinny man sighed, "Besides, the history that Shangshan has established is already part of the tapestry. What you do is mostly in vain."

“If you don’t do it, who will know?”

Mercury still stood in front of the window, staring at the ruins outside, "Is Juzi here to stop me?"

"Modu is gone, so forget about that messy title. Besides, even when I was Juzi, I never forced you to do anything, right?" The man called Juzi sighed and waved his hand: "You must know the consequences of doing this. I'm just curious... Shuiyin, will you regret the choice you made?"

Quicksilver answered flatly, "Never."

"In the future," said Juzi.

"We'll talk about the future later." Shuiyin finally turned around and told him, "Juzi, it's time for you to go."

But Juzi still sat there, not moving, just looking at her for a long time.

“…I regretted it.”

He said: "I have regretted many things I have done, more than once. But by the time I regretted, it was too late. No matter how much I repented, it would be useless."

Juzi sighed and pleaded earnestly: "Don't make the same mistake I made."

Mercury said nothing more.

Look at him in silence.

After a long while, he withdrew his gaze and said goodbye: "Juzi, it's time for you to go."

The giant said nothing more, sighed silently, and stood up to leave.

Since then, no one has visited.

Inside the workshop, there was only silence.

Apart from occasional alchemical work, Mercury spent more and more time standing in front of the window, staring at everything outside.

Just watch.

It's like waiting, waiting, and waiting again.

When she was alone, she would occasionally sing, and her lonely voice echoed in the silent workshop.

"I miss my hometown, I miss my hometown, my hometown is so lovely... The sky is clear, the wind is cool, and I feel homesick... How are the people in my hometown now? I always miss them..."

As the song played, everything outside the window transformed from ruins into towns, and then from towns into ruins.

Repeating again and again, an endless cycle.

But my hometown and old friends are nowhere to be seen.

Until one day, the figure who had been standing in front of the window from beginning to end disappeared without a trace.

Since then, for the past four hundred years, the sounds outside the window were no longer false laughter and joy, but real... wailing and crying!
This is the end of the long dream.

In the workshop, Ji Jue opened his eyes with sweat all over his body and gasped heavily.

An Ran handed over the water.

"How long have I slept?" Ji Jue felt his throat was about to split from thirst.

"Three hours, a little more." Xiao An replied.

It had only been three hours, but it felt like hundreds of years.

The records and imprints left in the furnace were so deep that Ji Jue almost lost himself. But when he tried to recall at this moment, he found that everything quickly became blurred, and the coherent memories became fragmented and quickly dissipated.

Even trying to summarize and describe it becomes difficult to know where to start.

The only thing that still remains in my memory is the scene I saw in my dream, the conversation between the man called Ju Zi and Mercury.

If Ji Jue's brain had not been burned, then the giant he saw should be the leader of the Eternal Empire's resistance organization [Mo].

When he woke up from the dream, he couldn't even remember the man's face, and even the characteristics of his voice had been completely forgotten.

But the one thing he could never forget, even if he was burned to ashes, was the emblem worn on the other person's chest.

So familiar.

He raised his wrist dully and looked at his watch.

On the dial, the logo, like the silhouette of a hinge, shines silently.

The two are exactly the same!
"Sky Track?"

Ji Jue murmured incoherently.

According to the Universal Knowledge, T5 had already appeared in the Eternal Empire period, and the Sky Track should have occupied a crucial position at that time, and it continued for more than a hundred years after the beginning of the Cataclysm Era.

However, Ju Zi is wearing an emblem related to Tiangui. What is the relationship between the two?
He was lost in thought.

And then... naturally I couldn't think of anything.

There are simply too many missing clues and too many gaps in between. All Ji Jue knows are some historical tracings of the past, and even some fleeting fragments brought by the essence.

If he could really rely on this to deduce the mystery of the Eternal Empire's destruction, then why would he be a craftsman? Wouldn't it be more reliable for him to just sit on the throne of the Supreme Good of Ether and be a prophet?

I just can’t understand it.

But there is no need to think about things that you can’t figure out. What’s more important is to focus on the present.

For example,

Ji Jue looked down at his hands.

——The harvest from the essence!
　Sorry, I have a day off tomorrow.

　　I have been away from home recently and there have been a lot of things going on back home. My wife has a high fever due to overwork, so I really don't have time to write.

　　I have to take a leave, I'm very sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)