Chapter 787: Chapter 470: A Complete Transformation (4.8k)_2
As for not utilizing the Magic Land, directly constructing the Transmission Array, the process would become several times more cumbersome, requiring more time and having a greater possibility of exposure, and could only be considered a backup plan.
Mill had barely finished speaking.
"Yes!" The wizards immediately nodded, started to retrieve the precious materials required for constructing the Transmission Array Pillar from the Storage Rings they carried.
Mithril, Jade Gold Wire, Flying Stone... One after another, precious materials were taken out, and the expressions of the wizards also turned solemn.
"Be cautious when connecting to the magic energy sites on the island, and try to minimize fluctuations."
Mill also took out a large number of precious materials from his Storage Ring, while instructing them.
Colin nodded slightly, and his movements in constructing the pillar became even more careful.
The World Concealing Orb was strong, but it was not omnipotent.
When they contacted the outer world, like now with the construction of the pillar, the outside world would naturally undergo corresponding changes.
If someone were observing at that moment, although they couldn’t see them, if their perception was strong, they could still feel the slight fluctuations underground caused by the construction of the pillars.
"Tap tap tap—"
Just as Colin was thinking this, faint footsteps suddenly came from the side.
The wizards all lifted their heads in unison and immediately ceased their movements.
Moments later, three golden-robed patrol followers emerged from the darkness, carrying lanterns.
"The wizards are attacking Parra Tri-Island again..." the middle one, with dark skin and a somewhat ugly face, yawned at this moment and looked at the distant faint light.
His slightly shorter and stocky follower snorted coldly and said in a deep voice.
"However feeble... feeble..."
Even wearing luxurious golden robes didn’t add a bit of knowledge to his brain, this follower, originally just a local ruffian, suddenly stumbled in his speech.
"Mote shakes the tree." The furthest left follower reluctantly completed the phrase.
Compared to his two companions, his facial features were at least proportionate, and he did not wear the golden robe awkwardly.
In fact, if mentioning origin, he came from the best background among them, from a small merchant family.
But now on this island, worrying about such origins had no meaning.
What distinguished the hierarchies on this island was only devotion to the divine and certain innate talents.
Even a universally despised ruffian could transform overnight into a privileged class.
"Right!" the stout follower nodded, "Those wizards are but motes trying to shake the tree, they will eventually be utterly defeated by our mighty divine!"
"It is inevitable." the well-proportioned follower concurred.
Although he always disliked this companion, who was originally a local thug just like him, they both similarly revered the divine and stood united on issues regarding the divine!
The three followers continued talking, passing by Colin and his group, gradually moving away, without noticing those hidden fluctuations underground.
"Okay, let’s continue, they’re just some ordinary followers." Mill breathed a sigh of relief.
But just then, Colin heard the footsteps of those three followers suddenly pause, followed by a simultaneous shout, "Pope, Your Eminence!"
...
Mar exuded a fresh and energetic aura as he walked out from a civilian’s house, followed by an attractive woman and a tall man with a bowed head who was hard to read.
He looked at the followers greeting him in front of him, calmly nodding without a hint of embarrassment; he placed his hand on the Divine Emblem over his chest and declared loudly.
"Thanks to our Lord for bestowing upon us authority and glory—you all must patrol well!"
"Yes!"
"Thank you to our Lord!"
The three patrolling followers quickly responded, the shorter, plump follower couldn’t help but raise his head to glance at the familiar Mar in front.
He knew Mar, this Pope, who used to be just a local thug like him on Lanshengxi Island, except Mar was lascivious and he was a gambler.
But now, he had transformed into an unapproachable Pope, changing abodes every night, living from pleasure to pleasure!
"Proceed with your patrol." Mar waved his hand and continued walking forward.
...
From a distance, Colin’s complexion suddenly changed, and he whispered lowly, "The three patrolling followers have just encountered a Pope not far ahead!"
Upon hearing this, Mill’s heart sank; she also heard the loud greeting from those followers.
Could it be that they had just started constructing the Transmission Array and already faced such a crisis?
Those lower-powered patrolling followers could not detect the fluctuations caused by their current construction of the Transmission Array Pillar, but Popes generally possessed Fourth Rank powers...
Renlai City was just a minor town; why would a Pope be stationed here?!
If it were farther from the pillar, it might be okay, with the earth’s covering, the minor connected fluctuations of the Magic Land were extremely hard to detect.
But near the pillar... Mill’s thoughts raced, she decisively said:
"Cease the construction for now, wait until the Pope leaves."
Although temporarily stopping the construction of the pillar wouldn’t completely eradicate the already occurred fluctuations, at least it wouldn’t create new ones.
However, moments later, the faces of the wizards turned visibly distressed.
Those steps of Mar were clearly getting closer.
Mill furrowed her brows and quietly pulled out a purple, ring-shaped Witch Tool, preparing for the worst.
Mar leisurely strolled across Renlai Square, enjoying the gentle night breeze, comfortably squinting his eyes.
"Thank you, my Lord!" He couldn’t remember how many times he had prayed devoutly like this in his heart.