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Part Two, The Blue Storm, The Sixteenth Sura, The Forsaken

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    The center of Endpoint City is a tall tower left over from ancient civilization. It towers into the clouds and is built of unknown metal. There is no gap from top to bottom.  Its builders have disappeared for at least tens of thousands of generations. When the Athas arrived, even the native Kawana people did not know what these relics left by ancient generations were.

    When Mohadi saw it, he was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses.

    Isn¡¯t this a rocket?

    The towering tip is its fairing, below which is the carrier chamber, then the third pole, second stage and first stage thrusters.  The bottom place was supposed to be where the nozzle was, but a ring of masonry buildings was built around it, making it difficult to distinguish.

    As we walked closer, the huge size and pressure of this rocket became even more astonishing.  The largest launch vehicle on earth is only two to three hundred feet tall, and the height of this rocket's first-stage thruster alone is three times that number.  It¡¯s hard to imagine what kind of object such a huge engineering marvel was built to transport to the stars.  It is also difficult to imagine how amazing the roar that resounded throughout the land and the tremors of the earth would be when it started.

    The blasphemer mage who led the way took Muhadi and the smuggler captain into the castle built around the bottom of the rocket.  This castle was built with red boulders. It was majestic and grand in scale. It was originally an amazing architectural miracle, but it seemed so small in front of the huge rocket.  It looks like a primitive thatched house next to a skyscraper.

    As soon as he entered the castle, the psychic was stunned again.

    Forty huge metal furnaces are located in the center of the castle hall. The upper-body workers are sweating profusely and busy around the furnaces.  Directly above each metal furnace is a nozzle at the bottom of a rocket.  Each of the forty nozzles is as big as a stadium, and the corresponding furnace is naturally astonishing in size.

    ¡°Where did you get this rocket?¡± Mohadi couldn¡¯t help but ask.

    "Rocket?" The blasphemer mage was confused and didn't know what the psychic was talking about.  But the way he looked at Mohadi became obviously more respectful.  "We call this thing the Forger's Tower. It was discovered by adventurers and antiquities hunters in the Lost Basin. It is one of the specialties of Kavana World. It is not common, but it is not rare either. Originally, there was no such thing.  It was so useful. Later, people discovered that not only could people live on the top, but it could also spit fire from the bottom. It can be seen that it was a machine used by the ancient people of Kavanagh to smelt metal. So the old pasha spent 100,000 gold coins to invite the Witch King Malik  Move this thing to Endpoint City. This will become our casting center."

    ¡°It¡¯s a good thing that Witch King Malik loves money as much as his life. As long as he is given money, he will do anything.¡± The smuggler captain Simon commented.  "Otherwise this thing is so big, most people would have no way to handle it."

    The psychic warlock snorted and said nothing.  This rocket is naturally not used for blacksmithing, but unfortunately no one knows its true use.  As for the Witch King Malik, he definitely does not love money as much as his life.  Those round metal sheets have little monetary value to a legendary mage like him.  The original reason Malik collected gold coins was that he needed various rare metals in the currency to build his super magic ship.  But now that the Athas have conquered so many planets, metal is no longer scarce?  Even if there were scarce metals, and there were so many planets with prosperous life, if you drained the vitality of one or two of them, you could almost use magic to create them out of thin air.  The Witch King is still running around for money. Is it just a habit?

    While walking, the psychic asked casually.  "Lost Basin? What kind of place is that? There are many such ruins there?"

    ¡°That¡¯s a major excavation site, often visited by adventurers and antiquities hunters.¡± The blasphemer mage who led the way explained.  "The magical attainments of the indigenous people in Kavanagh are very low, and they are still in the elementary stage of magic. But the ancient civilizations in this world have good technical attainments. Many strange and strange instruments have been unearthed, some are damaged, and some are still usable. Witches  Wang Malik said that many of the materials used by the ancient Kavanagh civilization to make instruments were non-conductive, which is related to their technology, but they are also easily degraded and decayed."

    ?Maybe it refers to electrical appliances or semiconductors, wires and the like?  thought the psion.  If it is made of plastic or rubber, it really cannot withstand long-term wind and rain.

    "What kind of equipment are they?" Muhadi asked again.  "Can't magic scrolls or psychic crystals be substituted?"

    "It can be replaced, but magic and psychic energy are also easy to detect and counter. The ancient relics produced here are different." The blasphemer mage explained again. They left the hall of the castle and walked up a spiral staircase.  "For example, there is an image blocker that can make people disappear, but it is not magic or psionic at all. Isn't it amazing?"

    ¡°It does sound interesting,¡± Mohadi admitted.  "?So there are many adventurers who have made a fortune here?  "

    The Blasphemer Mage shook his head.  "No, there are many valuable antiquities here, and there are also many dangers. Moreover, the climate is mysterious and changeable, and the terrain is complex. In addition, to get to the Lost Basin, you have to pass through the Iron Snake Cave, where there are many monsters of all kinds."

    ¡°Iron snake?¡± Simon walked behind and suddenly interjected.  However, his mind was not really focused on the conversation. He looked around as if determining an escape route.  The smuggler captain just hoped that the blasphemer mage leading the way would talk for a while and stop staring at him.

    "It is also a relic left by the ancient Kawana natives. There are many man-made caves in and around the Lost Basin. There are two long metal bars at the bottom of each cave. Scholars don't know what they are for.  They are called iron snakes. Witch King Malik speculated that the ancient Kavanagh natives worshiped the twin snakes of order, so they built this kind of building for sacrifice. The two metal rods in those holes extend infinitely, but never  The intersection is the symbol of the twin snakes of order.¡±

    The psychic muttered and made no further comment.  In his opinion, this thing was more likely to be a railway system, with all the sleepers rotted away, leaving only two tracks.  For those who have never seen it before, it is difficult to guess what its original purpose was.

    Seeing that the psychic did not believe what he said, the blasphemer mage asked smoothly.  "Sir, it seems that you have researched Kavanagh's ancient civilization?"

    "No, but it's my educated guess," Mohadi said with a shrug.  "That should be the wreckage of some kind of rail vehicle."

    Now it was the turn of the blasphemer mage to lead the way, and he was stunned for a moment, "Track what is it? What is that thing?"

    "Some kind of mechanical device that can quickly transport people from one place to another." The psychic explained, thoughtfully.

    "Ah, it's like a portal?"

    "No." Muhadi shook his head.  "Much slower than that, but capable of transporting an entire legion at a time."

    "Sounds like a useful technology." The blasphemer mage commented.

    "It is indeed true," Muhadi admitted.  "Before I came to this planet, I never thought that the indigenous people here could have such technical attainments. This makes me wonder why the ancient civilizations in this world mysteriously disappear every time they rise from the ruins.  No trace."

    It was as if there was some powerful force cleaning up the world on a regular basis, Muhadi thought, but did not say it out loud.

    Bang bang bang, the sound of clapping came from above.  The psychic was a little surprised because he didn't notice the visitor's thoughts in advance.

    The blasphemer mage leading the way saluted respectfully, while behind Muhadi, the smuggler captain Simon Havarian took a breath of air and was so scared that his legs weakened.

    The four people strolled down the spiral staircase, applauding slowly in their hands.  Then, a voice sounded.  "That's good. If the local boat worshipers listen to it, they will definitely regard you as a prophet."

    Muhadi noticed that there were not four people coming, but one.  She is a middle-aged woman with a cunning face, long weird pink hair, wearing a traditional Athas robe made of pink fabric, but she is not veiled.  There is a string of psychic crystals around her waist, which reflects colorful light.  The middle-aged woman held a staff in her left hand that was taller than a person. The black wood was coiled and twisted. The head of the staff was an arcane eye. It stared straight at the psychic in an unfriendly way.

    Next to the visitor, there are three colorful shadows, which are a bit like the effect caused by the mage's mirror shadow technique, but different.  The mirror image created by the mirror shadow technique will only imitate the movements of the main body. Although these three phantoms are exactly the same as the middle-aged woman, their movements are different.  One was clapping in a different rhythm, another was arranging his hair, and a third was eyeing the psion curiously.

    ??Looking more carefully, these three shadows actually have their own projections, and the projections of the projections have projections, getting lighter and lighter until they are completely invisible.

    This person is obviously a psychic and part-time mage. Muhadi did not take the risk to read her deep memory, but from the other party's shallow thinking, he noticed that the other party was very, very interested.

    ¡°I almost forgot, our guests came to this world for the first time, and they don¡¯t know what boat worshipers are.¡± The visitor smiled and then explained.  "They are the main religion of the aborigines of this world, worshiping various relics left over from ancient times. They believe that their ancestors will one day return in huge spaceships and bring them a paradise like paradise."

    "During the Great Conquest, the Ship Worshipers mistook the Athas as their saviors and helped a lot. It is also for this reason that they were not exterminated." The middle-aged woman said as she walked to Muhadir  in front of?¡°You look very different from what I imagined.¡±

    She glanced at Simon again, "I never thought you would bring this scumbag with you."

    "Who are you?" The psychic warlock felt an inexplicable hostility rising from the depths of his heart, and he couldn't help but raise his guard.

    "The collection of Carly Jeans, psions and mages, you can call me the collection, or Carly Jeans. These'shadows' are my sisters - my projections in different parallel universes." Carly  Jean said, then watched the psion intently, observing his reaction when he heard the following words.

    "I am one of your abandoned ones."

    After she said this, she stared at Muhadir intently.

    The psychic warlock said nothing, and the situation was horribly awkward.  Simon looked back and forth between the two of them nervously, and then whispered to Mohadi, "I think you should get back together with Carly Jean. There is no need to suffer the immediate loss, right?"

    Carly Jean laughed loudly, without chanting a spell, and instantly cast a malicious teleportation spell, throwing Simon directly above a furnace in the hall.  The latter screamed and was about to die on the spot, but disappeared with a pop.

    "Abandoned? What does this mean?" Mohadi asked, ignoring Simon's fate.

    "You really don't know, or you're just pretending." Carly Jean raised the corners of her mouth and asked.

    "If I lie, if you ask me again, will I tell the truth?" the psychic replied.

    "This sounds exactly like what the Prime Warlock would say." Carly Jean commented, "You really are him."

    Another guy who believes that he is a sorcerer from the beginning, Muhadi thought, he deliberately tried to conceal his whereabouts, but he didn't expect to be exposed here. Is she a member of the Witch King?

    "You haven't answered my question yet." The psychic warlock was ready for a battle. If the opponent was indeed the Witch King's man, then a big battle would be inevitable.

    ¡°Stand back,¡± Kalijian ordered the blasphemer mage who was leading the way. The latter bowed respectfully and left through the portal.  "Let's go to a quieter place to talk."

    Muhadi was doubtful and followed the other party up another flight of stairs to a platform in mid-air.  Once here, the noisy background noise in the surrounding environment instantly disappeared.  This place is undoubtedly heavily covered with anti-detection magic.

    "Now we can have a good talk. There is still some time before Ellern sees you. What do you want to know?"

    "Ellen is the owner here? Did he invite me?"

    "He invited you, but Ellen is not the owner here. This is Kavanagh, a lawless land, and there is no owner here." Carly Jean laughed, as if she was amused.

    "What is an abandoned person? Why do you say you are my abandoned person?" Muhadi asked again.

    "It seems like you really have lost your memory, so I will briefly recall it for you, Rajat." She called the psychic warlock by the name of the primordial warlock.  "In the Age of Green, there was no magic in Atas. At that time, you walked around the world as a mortal and even traveled to all worlds. After that, it took you another two hundred years to develop the first spell. You  Have you ever consideredthis experience far exceeds the lifespan of mortal things, and how did you do it yourself."

    "I'm not Rajat." Psion firmly denied, "But I also know that Rajat himself is a powerful psychic. He can use spiritual energy to extend his life. What's so strange about this?"

    "That was an era thousands of years ago, and the psychic powers at that time were not as perfect as they are today. Without the improvement and research of generations of great psychics over thousands of years, the psychic powers at that time were rough and unreliable.  "Carly Jean smiled again.  "And the ability to extend life span has not been invented yet."

    Muhadi hesitated, he really hadn¡¯t considered how the Taichu Warlock broke through the limit of lifespan back then.  Just before he was about to speak again, Carly Jean gave the answer herself.

    "True soul exchange. This is how Rajat extends his lifespan. In fact, this ability was originally invented by the Prime Warlock himself." Carly Jean said.  "When he needs it, he will create a new blank body for himself. Some are to venture to different dimensions, and some are to escape aging. No matter what the purpose is, Rajat is always able to  These bodies are built to perfection, after all, he intends to use them himself. When the new body is built, he will exchange his true mind for supernatural powers to enter it."

    "But what happened to the old body? Rajat didn't care, he just threw them aside casually." Carly Jean licked her lips.  "So he doesn't?Knowing that a new self was actually born in those bodies that he thought were unconscious.  "

    "These beings born from the old bodies abandoned by the Prime Warlocks are the abandoned ones, and I am one of them." Carly Jean laughed again.  "Thanks to you for going all out and perfecting each body when building it. Each of us outcasts has amazing talents and nearly immortal bodies, so we can always lurk in Atas. And thanks to your later inventions  Only with magic can we survive till now!¡±

    Mohadi was inexplicably shocked. There was such a group of people on Atas, but he didn't even know about it.  How many unknown mysteries are hidden on that desert planet?  This astonishing discovery made him almost unsteady on his feet, and even the cancerous remains of his body that had been exposed to the Coral Witch's radiation no longer felt the severe pain that could crush an ordinary person's will.

    The psychic didn't know what to say for a moment. After a long time, he spoke again: "The Ellen you mentioned earlier is also an abandoned person? Is he as weird as you?"

    "Of course he isyou think I'm weird?" Carly Jean smiled and shook her head.  "Then you haven't seen the final abandoned person. And the original abandoned person, the first body you abandoned, your original true body - oh, of course he died of old age, but he later became an undead and was resurrected.  , don¡¯t you know?¡±
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