Chapter 648: The Puppet Master Family, the Southwest Wang Family
After several tests, Lin Moyu confirmed that as long as he did not enter the range of ten thousand meters, there would be no danger. Ten thousand meters was the critical point.
The vortex connected to the other seas in all directions.
Lin Moyu was very sure that there were monsters living in the other seas.
But near the vortex, there were no monsters at all.
Even the starlight from the Starlight Sea disappeared; there was no starlight here.
The vortex seemed to have become a forbidden zone, and no monster dared to approach it.
But if you can’t get close, you can’t explore it.
Detection spells also couldn’t reach beyond ten thousand meters.
"Let’s try using the undead army!"
Lin Moyu summoned ten Headless Horsemen and had them charge towards the vortex from different directions.
He wanted to use the Headless Horsemen’s vision to see what was inside the vortex.
After all, the Headless Horsemen wouldn’t die; even if they suffered a fatal attack, they would be reborn in his summoning space.
The Headless Horsemen activated their Charge skill, rushing forward at a speed of 3000 meters per second.
Ten Headless Horsemen charged from different directions and angles.
Just as they entered the ten thousand meter range of the vortex, they advanced less than a hundred meters, taking less than 0.1 seconds.
They all collapsed silently.
Without any commotion, the Headless Horsemen died instantly and then reappeared in the summoning space.
They died simultaneously, with almost no difference in timing.
Through the Headless Horsemen’s vision, Lin Moyu felt the attack on their souls.
There was almost no difference in timing.
Lin Moyu’s eyes sparkled, "Let’s try again."
Ten Headless Horsemen were too few, so this time he released ten thousand Headless Horsemen.
The Headless Horsemen surrounded the vortex, covering all directions, both in the sky and underwater.
With Lin Moyu’s command, the Headless Horsemen collectively activated their Charge skill and rushed forward again.
Lin Moyu’s soul force surged, connecting to tens of thousands of visions.
Then, a shocking scene occurred.
He saw a flash of blue light, followed by a giant face.
The face seemed human, but it was filled with various kinds of monsters.
The human face was composed of soul force, immensely powerful yet chaotically conscious.
It appeared like a beast above the vortex, letting out a roar.
The soul force spread out for ten thousand meters, and all the Headless Horsemen collapsed simultaneously.
Lin Moyu also trembled violently, his face pale.
Because his soul was connected to the Headless Horsemen, the roar affected his soul as well.
The Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal continuously emitted soul force, healing Lin Moyu.
The soul injury was light, just a shock, and it healed in an instant.
Lin Moyu had some guesses about the vortex.
That human face explained many things.
The face was just a form; the essence was still a soul attack.
More fundamentally, it was the chaotic consciousness within, indicating that the soul energy was composed of countless souls.
Their souls combined, but their consciousness did not unify.
Where did these souls come from? They were likely monsters attracted by the water flow.
They were sucked into the vortex, their souls trapped, becoming the vortex’s power.
Their consciousness was not destroyed but trapped together.
Lin Moyu suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
If the consciousness existed and could still think, then the vortex was an eternal prison of torment?
"What exactly is inside the vortex?"
"Trapping souls is not something ordinary people can do."
Lin Moyu prepared to try again, to draw out the face and observe it.
Although the observation time was only about 0.1 seconds, he thought that with more attempts, he might discover something.
Just as he was about to summon the Headless Horsemen again, Lin Moyu suddenly stopped.
He turned his head and saw two professionals flying towards him from a distance.
A man and a woman, holding hands, looking like a couple.
The man appeared to be around 40 years old.
The woman seemed about the same age but looked much younger due to some beauty techniques.
The two flew to Lin Moyu’s side, and the man cupped his fists towards Lin Moyu, "Brother, are you also here to admire the central vortex?"
The central vortex was the name of this vortex.
Lin Moyu nodded.
The man continued, "In a moment, it will be time for the vortex to reverse flow. This is a rare spectacle that happens only once a year."
Lin Moyu asked, "What is the vortex reverse flow?"
He had not seen any records of the vortex reverse flow, nor had he heard anyone mention it.
The man laughed, "It’s just a name I gave to the spectacle. I read in an ancient book that the central vortex erupts once a year, causing the seawater to spray upwards. It’s said to be very spectacular."
Lin Moyu was shocked, "Seawater spraying upwards, what will happen?"
The man shook his head, "It’s just as it sounds. I haven’t seen it myself, but it’s said to be very spectacular."
The woman suggested, "Let’s get closer to see."
The man agreed, and they flew closer.
Lin Moyu shouted, "Come back."
The man paused, "What’s the matter, little brother?"
Lin Moyu said, "Don’t get within ten thousand meters; it’s dangerous and could be fatal."
The man was slightly taken aback but did not completely believe Lin Moyu.
However, Lin Moyu did not seem to be joking.
Suddenly, the man took out a metal bead.
The metal bead was only the size of a fist. The man threw it into the air and then cast a skill.
With a bang, the metal bead exploded, transforming into a half-human-sized sword-wielding puppet.
Lin Moyu looked at the man, "A puppet master?"
Puppet masters were rare, and this profession had a bloodline inheritance. In the Shenxia Empire, there was only one puppet master family.
The man should be from that puppet master family.
The man proudly said, "That’s right, the Southwest Wang Family! Wang Feng."
The Southwest Wang Family, a puppet master family, was an ancient family in the Shenxia Empire.
Their history was even older than the Shenxia Empire, existing before the founding of the nation.
Their ancestors made indelible contributions to the Shenxia Empire and the entire human race.
They were recorded in the history books of the Shenxia Empire.
However, in the past century, the Southwest Wang Family had not produced any god-level experts and had somewhat declined.
But within the empire, no one dared to underestimate them.
Even families with god-level experts did not dare to provoke them.
Firstly, because the Wang Family was full of honor.
Secondly, because the family possessed god-level puppets.
Wang Feng, as a descendant of the Southwest Wang Family, had already reached level 83 and had a high chance of becoming a new generation god-level puppet master, so he had every reason to be proud.
Lin Moyu’s mind flashed with a lot of information about the Southwest Wang Family. "The Wang Family is a great family," Lin Moyu said with a hint of respect. The Wang Family indeed made great contributions to the Shenxia Empire and the entire human race.
Wang Feng’s expression became even more proud. He pointed forward, and the sword-wielding puppet immediately charged forward.
The puppet’s aura was not apparent, but judging by its speed, it should have the combat power of around level 80.
Moreover, Lin Moyu could sense a soul fluctuation within the puppet, forming a special connection with Wang Feng.
Lin Moyu judged that Wang Feng was likely controlling the puppet with his own soul.
This suggested that puppet masters had some research on souls.
At least among other professionals, below god-level, Lin Moyu rarely saw anyone with research on souls.
The puppet quickly crossed the ten thousand meter boundary and suddenly stopped, falling from the sky.
Wang Feng simultaneously let out a cry and instantly became listless.
His face turned pale, and his expression showed a hint of fear, as if he had seen something terrifying.
Lin Moyu knew that his soul had suffered some damage. After all, he was controlling the puppet with his soul, and when the puppet was destroyed, his soul was also affected.
However, the damage was not severe, and he would recover in a few days even without treatment.
"Brother Feng, are you okay?"
Wang Feng shook his head, indicating he was fine.
Then he asked Lin Moyu, "What exactly is going on here?"
Wang Feng’s tone was still polite; he did not blame Lin Moyu.
Lin Moyu had kindly warned him. If he had gone himself, it might not have been just the puppet that died.
Losing a puppet was not a big deal. Even if it was difficult to make, it was better than losing his life.
The soul attack just now was extremely terrifying. He knew that if he had gone, he would not have survived.
In this sense, Lin Moyu’s warning had saved his life.
Lin Moyu said, "I haven’t figured it out yet, but it should be a soul attack."
Wang Feng said, "There is very little information about the central vortex. I only found a few words in an ancestor’s notebook, mentioning that the central vortex erupts once every few years, causing the seawater to spray upwards."
"After some calculations, I deduced the specific time of the seawater spray."
Wang Feng’s family was old enough to know some things that outsiders did not, which was not surprising.
But what exactly was the seawater spray? He did not know.
Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from the vortex.
The seawater, which had been continuously flowing in, suddenly became violent!
The center of the vortex seemed to boil, with water columns rising, and seawater began to reverse flow, forming water columns.
Lin Moyu’s face changed slightly, and he immediately shouted, "Retreat!"