Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 822 - 705: The Fallen Crows and the Drowning Fish
In the central northern region of the New Continent, the largest river on this land, the Itasca River, flows quietly under the moonlight.
This river stretches over 6,300 kilometers, with tributaries crisscrossing like a large tree. Its total watershed area accounts for about one-eighth of the entire northern New Continent, making it worthy of being called the mother river of the northern continent.
The whole western region rich in minerals, with this river’s main path as the central line, once belonged to the Hilus Empire and was part of the New Hilus Vice-Kingdom.
Whoosh—
A group of emerald light-quality butterflies slowly dissipated, and a team of five, fully armed, quietly appeared on the eastern bank of the main stream.
"Aiven, is this the ’Spiritual Origin Overflow’ of the New Continent? It’s so beautiful!"
Temporarily donning a black, fitted "Venom" battle armor, which highlighted the graceful figure of the Great Knight, but without time to change her party hairstyle, Liweina exclaimed as she looked at the Itasca River gradually turning into a light river in front of her.
At the welcome banquet scene, from discovering the "Spiritual Overflow" to completing combat preparations to launching the [Dream Cruise] and arriving here, it only took Aiven and his team, with "global flash strike" capability, a mere minute.
To avoid appearing neglectful to Liweina, Aiven decided to bring along the strongly requesting Her Majesty the Queen, in addition to his sister, Olivia, and Angie.
After integrating the [Creator’s Blood], Aiven’s strength greatly increased, and his confidence surged. Even if the two high-rank Totem Gods who ruled the northern continent came together, he was confident to retreat with everyone safely.
"That’s right, but it seems like this time the Spiritual Overflow is somewhat peculiar..."
Although the anomaly in the sky just looked impressive, it clearly did not reach the level of the "Gem" grade Spiritual Overflow at Lake Huron back then, which indicated the formation of a separate secret realm. This suggests that this "Spiritual Overflow" should not be of high level.
Since the end of the Sea Origin Calendar 186, the "Spirit Tide" and "Spiritual Origin Overflow" events have been gradually appearing, and have lasted for a full three years now. The intelligence department managed by Bess has recorded information on various levels of Spiritual Overflow.
"Continental Spiritual Origin" presents in forms like cloud masses, gemstones, fruits, light qi, etc.
The overflow levels and qualities correspond to these external manifestations. The faint light qi is the lowest level, occurring most frequently and was mainly collected by Olivia and Angie’s multiple sorties previously.
After advancing to Senior Official Wizard level, although it is not completely ineffective, it can only be a dessert to relieve cravings.
Cloud masses are the highest level, just below the destined "Spiritual Origin" for the continent’s Main God position, but have yet to appear.
As for the currently most effective for Aiven, and enough to make high-rank Totem Gods personally contend for, the "Gem Grade" is already a treasure that can be sought but not requested.
In three years, Aiven personally encountered it only once at Lake Huron, and the second appearance directly led to Hilus retreating a thousand kilometers, at which time he happened to be in Ilya for the rebellion suppression war.
"Teacher, it seems that the Trees of Rest we planted are quite effective."
Watching the scattered ghosts and natural spirits gradually gather towards the riverside, Angie casually summoned the magic book "Silver Ring," covered in fine silver dragon scales with a sacred aura.
Bang—
A form of a Feather Dragon slowly emerged above Angie’s head, then, with her body as the center, quickly dispersed waves of sacred ripples, mercilessly crushing nearby spirit bodies into shattered light particles.
[Witchcraft: White Dragon Riding]
The riverbed in the middle reaches is steep, with rapids and dangerous shoals everywhere, and numerous creatures met their end here, but the density of ghosts and natural spirits is obviously lower than usual.
Since incorporating the Hurons in spring this year, large-scale grid planting of the [Trees of Rest] has turned their strategic defense during the "Spirit Tide" into strategic offense, and this year the attack intensity of the "Spirit Tide" against Phaletis has significantly reduced.
And from the eastern bank of the Itasca River to the Abayachi Mountains, in this vast area.
Most Atrean tribes formed a coalition earlier this year to attack the Six Great Lakes ruled by the Iroquois, happily moved to their new homes, and have yet to realize the living environment in this no-man’s land is gradually improving.
"At this rate, it will take at most three years for this vast and fertile land to fall under the Marquisate’s control, and then we just need to..."
Standing beside Aiven, Olivia, wearing a dazzling Gemstone Armament, realized halfway through her speech that she had misspoken, glanced at the contemplative Liweina, and stuck her tongue out apologetically at Aiven.
"Gosh, look quickly, the Spiritual Origin is already overflowing, so fast!"
With Anita, who had been watching the light river, exclaiming, the group simultaneously looked toward the center of the river.
In a barely audible bell chime in the void.
In the surging center of the Itasca River, it seemed a large spotlight shone from the water’s depths to the surface. With their sight, they could clearly see beneath the water, where a white, peach-like luminous body was gradually forming.
From the appearance of the anomaly to the condensation of the Spiritual Origin, it didn’t even take ten minutes. Without [Dream Cruise], by the time they arrived, even the salad would have gone cold.
And a burst of vibrant vitality overflowed, causing various trees on the riverbank, which were gradually shedding leaves in deep autumn, to start budding anew. A few Trees of Rest even blossomed white flowers.
Aiven waved away a group of flying spirit bodies from the sky, ready to madly plunge into the water.
"Just a ’Fruit-grade’ Spiritual Origin? While still nice, it’s a bit disappointing. Hmm? Bold move!"
At this moment, a giant demonized catfish, native to the Itasca River, its body black and grey, with two whiskers at its lips and over two meters long, lunged from the silt, leaping fiercely towards the white peach.
The spiritual origin possesses an uncontainable nature; things without a soul cannot touch it. To obtain it, one must act directly; once touched, it integrates into the spirituality. But...
Aiven had already waved his hand to take out the [Bronze Talisman].
The Kuma civilization existed for over three thousand years, and before its demise, it was known as the oldest human civilization. As the main deity, the Feathered Serpent God Kukulkan had controlled the spiritual origin of the New Continent for more than three thousand years as well.
Its attraction to the spiritual origin is unparalleled.
A ring of azure light overflowed, and the underwater spiritual origin, like a most loyal dog, abandoned the nearby demonized catfish and dashed out of the water fiercely.
"Hesi!"
Hearing Aiven’s call, Olivia unhesitatingly shielded him, and the spiritual origin, having no time to dodge, penetrated directly into the girl’s body.
"Oh~"
Bright light shone through her body, her soul feeling as refreshed as if it had drunk a large glass of ice water during a hot summer, even her hair seemed to lift from ecstasy.
An extraordinary crimson spiritual light flickered from her hand, severely suppressing the [Bronze Talisman] which was extremely dissatisfied. Aiven, however, was somewhat puzzled: "Something’s not right, why is there only one fruit-level spiritual origin with such a scale of phenomenon?"
Suddenly receiving a reminder from Bess through the [Mind Network], who had already projected all her focus here, his eyes lit up in surprise: "There are more, let’s go!"
Snap—!
With a snap of his fingers, Aiven activated [King’s Rook Castle] and led everyone to leap twenty kilometers upstream of the river.
After waiting again for a while, they unexpectedly obtained another fruit-level "spiritual origin", this time allocated to Angie, who was also already a senior official wizard and most likely to advance in a short period.
"This might not be enough to form a ’gem level’ origin overflow, but the energy is indeed much stronger than a mere fruit level, resulting in multiple fruit-level origins, not bad, not bad."
Although this level of spiritual origin was of little worth to Aiven, he was not at all reluctant to use it on Olivia and the others.
The ubiquitous [Mind Network] and ever-present [Dream Cruise] had given them a significant advantage.
However, half an hour later, upon leaping fifty kilometers north along the river, before checking the situation here, they first encountered the first group of opponents head-on.
Kaw kaw kaw...
A massive swarm of black ravens occupied the sky to the northeast.
Swish swish swish...
Rushing along the river from the due north was a group of swordfish that should normally reside in the sea.
After such a long time, the shaman groups of "Mother of Water," Melro, and "Lady Crow," Ye He’er, finally swarmed in.
Seeing someone had arrived first, before they could clearly see who they were, the leading two Tier 3 Great Shamans had their foreheads illuminated with crow and fish-shaped badges, and without further ado, they initiated divine art attacks with surging magic spiritual light beginning to flicker.
Rumble—!
In their conception, the New Continent that Death God Wuhao had already withdrawn from was entirely their domain.
"Heh, such an unusual greeting."
In the shaman system, the core of Tier 3 is the [Soul Badge]. In the holy professional system, it’s the [Holy Seal]; in the wizard system, it’s the [True Name].
The first two serve as credentials of subordinate relationships with gods, but the latter [True Name] directly communicates with the world root source, considered at least a level higher.
The platinum [True Name] mark on his forehead also lit up, and Aiven, with a gentle wave of his hand towards both forces, already activated [Witchcraft: Enemy of the World].
Under the amplification of [Creator’s Blood] and [True Name],
The 魔素, earth, plants, air, water...even dust around the shaman wizards turned against them.
While breathing, the air could burn their alveoli; while moving, the forces of wind and water were hindering them; the moisture in their bodies was continuously escaping; some types of magic elements were extremely active, while others turned as hard as stones.
The brewing divine arts directly collapsed.
Bang! Bang! Bang!...
The ravens, abandoned by the wind, plummeted from the sky one by one, and the swordfish, nearly drowning, leaped ashore, transforming into human shapes, looking at Aiven, who stood with arms behind his back, with uncertainty:
"You are..."
