The sorcerers had stolen the power of God, yet they remained devout believers. It was a deeply contradictory profession.
Bai Yi felt a wave of emotion and stood up to leave.
As he stepped out the door, the guard brigade, who had just secured a chance to trade with God, returned.
"Your Excellency," he bowed slightly, "there's information from the Sun Federation. Please bear with me; I need a little more time."
Bai Yi paused, surprised. "Alright, take your time."
The guard brigade followed Bai Yi back into the reception room, retrieving a small magic scroll to begin his work.
Players often sought to document their experiences from forums or chat software, relying on two methods: copying or using this magic scroll. Though it was only a bronze-grade item, it could capture images and record observations, acting as a low-level AI.
Many mage players profited from this knowledge.
With a surge of magic, the guard began to review the scattered information. Soon, a series of images appeared, floating before him.
As the scroll turned to ash, over a hundred images cascaded down.
Before the guard brigade could finish, he took out another scroll—the kind players sold for ten gold coins—and continued to print the information.
When the images reached about 300, the brigade halted the magic and smiled at Bai Yi. "That's all for now."
Bai Yi's mental energy flared, arranging the images in the order they appeared. He casually examined them.
Most of the knowledge pertained to sorcerers, yet it differed significantly from those in the Dawn and Star Federations.
While sorcerers in the Star and Dawn Federations were the primary profession due to their recent communication with God, they had ample information at their disposal and held hope for divine intervention.
Otherwise, sorcerers wouldn't have become a main profession in those federations, nor would they have established a dedicated floor in the Hall of Knowledge.
The information in Bai Yi's hands seemed to bridge the gaps left by Dawn.
As he reviewed the details, Bai Yi was taken aback, and clarity dawned on him.
Rather than diving deeper into the study, he looked up at the guard brigade. "Mr. Guard Brigade, what other rewards do you seek?"
The guard brigade was forthright, stating, "I need some discount permissions to purchase certain knowledge. The Hall of Knowledge prohibits the purchase of sensitive information."
Bai Yi regarded him calmly and smiled. "Mr. Guard Brigade, the knowledge restricted by the Hall is not particularly favorable. While I trust you won't misuse it, if other players were to acquire this knowledge, it could disrupt order, especially now that the Federation is in its early reform stages."
"I won't tell anyone. Please trust me, Lord. I haven't violated any federal laws, as you know." The guard's tone was firm.
Polluted explosives, evil transformations, contaminated pharmacies—these were not permitted for players to purchase.
Except for the transformation of evil thoughts, other items were not restricted for players in the Dawn Federation.
Such items were often only accessible to those who had developed chaotic attributes.
Even now, in the inner city of Dongwu City, there were extraordinary individuals passing through daily, with their possessions often pilfered by players.
Their disorder seemed ingrained, and the game served as an outlet for relaxation. For players, a thrilling theft could be an exhilarating adventure.
Bai Yi contemplated for a moment and nodded, "Alright, but only this once. I don't want other players to know about this knowledge."
"Of course, don't worry."
The guard's eyes sparkled with excitement. He understood that Bai Yi's high favorability was more valuable than many legendary items.
Unless he decided to quit this game, he would never tarnish that goodwill.
Bai Yi instructed Zero to grant permission to the guard brigade, then resumed examining the images in his hands. The brigade, brimming with enthusiasm, got up and exited, unable to conceal their excitement.
They clicked on the recharge channel, beginning their investments.
Bai Yi felt a sense of relief. He was confident the guard brigade wouldn't leak information to other players, including Demacia.
Otherwise, such knowledge could lead to chaos. Allowing dangerous information to fall into players' hands was a real threat.
Bai Yi's expression turned serious as he reviewed the information. Those elements that wouldn't disturb the order were not so critical.
However, those deliberately disruptive elements, especially enhanced with magical engravings, were invaluable.
This knowledge represented the core of the current sorcerer, containing rare insights.
Currently, Bai Yi had only two high-level pieces of knowledge available. If he were to utilize the means described, it could significantly aid his alchemy and pharmacy.
This knowledge explained how to extract divine power from faith.
Divine power belonged solely to demigods and gods.
In addition to this advanced knowledge, he discovered detailed instructions for creating a type of sun warrior.
This process involved absorbing solar energy to transform a body, ultimately producing a powerful sun warrior.
Such warriors possessed incredible strength, enhanced destruction, and defense, making them formidable against gold-level opponents.
This concept appeared to be central to the Sun Federation, with divine power unique to the elite legends.
Combining these elements could potentially create high-level warriors capable of hunting legends.
Given that these warriors thrived in sunlight, they received considerable bonuses as long as they stood in its presence. Even in the absence of sunlight, a bond existed among these warriors.
Moreover, their strength was derived from golden power. When one warrior fell, the rest would absorb their energy.
With enough warriors, they could temporarily achieve legendary-level strength in battle.
The primary limitation was the consumption of vast amounts of faith and an almost staggering quantity of materials.
In gold coin terms, each warrior would cost more than ten times what it would take to produce an ordinary one. Manufacturing them in bulk would severely impact Dongwu City's resources.
Knowledge was undeniably powerful, but there was a further limitation on this knowledge for the Dawn Federation.
The faith within the federation was weak—almost nonexistent.
Only the scorching sun warrior transformation could be realized. However, utilizing the power of the Sun God still required a foundation of faith.
Bai Yi's mind raced with these thoughts. He felt overwhelmed, recognizing that these issues should be left to the Federation to manage. All he needed were the means to obtain solar power and the technology to extract divine energy.
As he contemplated, Bai Yi exited the room, his mental energy fluctuating.
The bone dragon, which had been dormant for so long, materialized instantly outside the city lord's mansion, hovering before the forbidden air magic array.
Bai Yi didn't grant it permission to open the airways; instead, he retrieved a package from the demon dimension, wrapped the photos carefully, and tossed them out. "Deliver this to Metheus Tifeng."
The bone dragon opened its mouth, taking the information inside before nodding and soaring toward the transmission tower.
Bai Yi glanced at the images saved by Zero, then sent a directive to Metheus, instructing him to interpret the knowledge. He then made his way to the Hall of Knowledge.
Technology must come first, followed by pharmacy.
Once both were mastered, the transformation of evil could commence, but it would take time.
Outside Dongwu City, hundreds of thousands of kilometers to the southeast.
This marked the edge of the expansive map of Breaking Dawn. Before him lay an endless sea, stretching far beyond sight.
Pusheng appeared with the cat in his arms, Han Buna following closely behind.
Half a month had passed since the news was sent to Bai Yi. During this time, players buzzed with excitement over the impending end of the Sun Federation.
Yet Pusheng had not received the message he sought—the silence from Bai Yi.
Frustrated, he knew that some things could not be calculated. Given Bai Yi's current combat prowess, Pusheng had expected him to show interest in Han Buna.
A fourth-tier legend posed a significant threat to the border city of the federation, making her an ideal candidate for the divine advent.
There was no logical reason for Bai Yi to remain absent.
But now, the reality was that he had not arrived, forcing Pusheng to adjust his plan and first help the legend solve some issues.
Then, they could collaborate to reap more benefits. Though it was somewhat troublesome, it was still feasible.
"How much farther do we have to go? Are we unable to reach other continents?"
"We're almost there."
Pusheng gently petted the cat, which raised its eyes slightly. An extraordinary force field materialized, isolating them from the outside world.
"I can only temporarily sever your connection to the Scarlet Lord's power. During this time, the Scarlet Lord's influence will fully revert to you."
Pusheng's tone softened. "However, if you don't rid yourself of a portion of divine power within 50 years, you'll still become a Scarlet vessel. Do you understand?"
"Understood," Han Buna replied, though a hint of confusion lingered in her eyes. "Is there truly no price for this?"
"Of course, according to cause and effect, the white epidemic, the abyss, and I from Tobu City will owe you a favor once this matter is resolved." Pusheng smiled. "So, no need for concern."
Han Buna fell silent. "That's not what I meant."
"You simply need to assist me, and during this time, I will do my utmost to help you. These tasks are fraught with danger, and we might not emerge unscathed in the coming decades."
Pusheng's smile widened. "If all goes well, our work can be completed within ten years, before the Scarlet Lord regains his strength. After all, we've signed a contract, and I cannot go back on my word, can I?"
Han Buna contemplated for a moment before nodding. "What must I do?"
Pusheng grinned. "Just let Scarlet invade this ocean, probably."
He playfully patted the cat's bottom.
"Meow~"
A disgruntled cat's cry echoed as the sky darkened, and chaos enveloped the area.
"It needs to be larger. I'll treat you to seafood that you've never tasted before."
"Meow~"
The cat meowed again in annoyance. Suddenly, the field expanded wildly, covering dozens of kilometers of sea.
After completing this, he turned to Han Buna with a smile. "This is the area. Let's allow the water to turn crimson. Infuse as much divine power as you can, and we'll begin the sacrificial rites."
Han Buna nodded, kneeling on the ground and facing the sea. She began to pray earnestly, "Great Scarlet Lord, your most humble believer."
Pusheng's gaze lingered on the countless corpses that littered the sea, as he stroked the cat, his eyes filled with the abyssal power.
There was no formal prayer, yet a voice resonated in his heart: "Great Abyssal Consciousness, this is my grand sacrifice to you, meant to alleviate your troubles. I require dominion over the Abyss of God, the essence of disaster—the embrace of pain!"