Chapter 290 The Son of the World

"Player Super Justice ()"

...Why is there a fetus floating here?

Annan was taken aback for a moment.

It looks like it hasn't even been born yet.

Being wrapped in the light chrysalis composed of mantra energy is like developing safely in amniotic fluid.

After realizing that there was an immature fetus hidden in the light chrysalis, Annan subconsciously thought of the "umbilical cord" when he saw the primitive mantra energy that was continuously pumped out directly below and flowed into the abdomen of the fetus in the light chrysalis.

But if this is the "umbilical cord", then the "mother" connected to the other end is undoubtedly the world itself.

Annan would feel unreasonably irritable and melancholy just by looking at it... The curse of informationization was enough to be transmitted to his brain only through visual information. The reaction of others seems to be much more serious than that of Annan.

The players were chatting and laughing at first, but after entering the room, they gradually became silent. They stared at the ball of light, all of them lost their minds... They couldn't even look away.

The one who reflected the most was Zhuo Ya. Her eyes were red and her breathing became heavy. It wasn't that she wanted to cry—her whole body was full of mania and killing intent at the moment, and she had already opened up her carrying object, suppressing the approaching madness and despair through the icy will attached to the spell.

She is not completely out of control now, it is entirely because the curse she accepted when she took office as the Hand of Winter has frozen most of their feelings.

This was originally a plan to fight against the interference of the Soul Seizing Spell and to better capture wizards... At the same time, it was also a "special treatment" to castrate their unnecessary compassion and make them cruel.

But now, it has instead become a life-saving "safety rope."

"That fetus...what the hell is it?"

This is what confuses Annan the most.

It obviously couldn't be an elf or a centaur.

It is even less likely to be the Yaselan people - they do not have this level of great power.

This fetus, at a glance, is the core of the mantra energy extraction device. It extracts mantra energy from the depths of the world through the invisible "umbilical cord" and refines it. And what emanates from its skin is the inert mantra energy that has been refined into light.

"Is it...【Children of the World】?"

Jacob murmured.

Hearing this, Annan suddenly reacted—this seemed to be a ritual in itself.

Through the concept of "the fetus draws the most nutritious blood essence from the mother's body", the "child of the world in conception" is used to draw the blood of the world.

So in the beginning, the elves who were still in the living desert and lacked resources could extract the spell energy... They didn't open up the whole world, let alone use the adjacent world as a sharp blade to cut the skin of the world The cellar is embedded in the body as a needle to draw the blood of the world.

They are still extracting spell energy through ritual means.

——This is the truth of the so-called "curse cellar".

Annan suddenly understood a lot.

He had been wondering why the person in charge of extracting the curse energy would not be cursed... Instead, the person who used the curse energy would be cursed.

Because it is not the doctor holding the needle that really extracts the mantra energy from the body of the world, but the "son of the world" that is being conceived. What they snatched was the spell energy that originally belonged to the "Children of the World" for self-development.

...how did it feel like it suddenly became crumbly.

It's like pumping egg whites with a syringe.

Or gnawing the pulp outside the fruit, and throwing the core in the soil... But thinking about it this way, it seems to be normal again?

Annan finally understood that the reason why the Black Rock Curse Vault was buried deep underground was not because it was closer to the core of the world. Just like the Silverstone Curse Vault is built in a building with a tall chimney, all they need is "isolation".

Because the original mantra energy that has not been purified by the "Children of the World" may pollute the minds of others just by looking at it.

"The reason why this curse cell feels like a blood vessel is not because it draws the blood of the world from the depths of the world... but because it continuously extracts the transformed 'nutrition' from the fetus through the curse cell.

"

Annan said slowly.

Hearing Annan's words, the players quickly reacted.

"I see……"

Citalopram murmured.

He also remembered that the scale of the Silverstone Curse Vault was larger than that of the Black Rock Vault.

There are many "vessels" in their building... which means that there is more than one "fetus" underground. As a curse cell that supplies energy to the entire city, there may be multiple such "children of the world" in their place, and the power drawn will be even greater.

The staff of the curse cellar are probably responsible for temporarily draining a certain baby and switching the suction tube to the target. There is no technical difficulty, just like monitoring a semi-automatic machine.

"If this is the case, then in terms of design, they should take out the light energy to suppress its development. For example, the eggs you eat don't need to be able to hatch chickens..."

Citalopram immediately realized something: "But if you think about it this way—"

"Then it's not quite right for him to develop to this extent."

Annan went on to say: "If you compare it to a human fetus, it has grown to about eight months. If it were an egg... it would probably be able to eat meat."

"This may be because the light energy accumulated around it provided it with abundant nutrition. It developed to the point where it was close to "birth"."

Citalopram analyzed.

"This is called inert spell energy."

Si Anke on the side leaned over and couldn't help complaining: "The light energy is not bad... Are you a Gardeen too?"

"I have always been. It's just that the computer broke down a while ago. When I run a large game, the screen goes black... I think it may be that the graphics card is broken."

"Then how did you fix it?"

Si Anke was a little surprised: "I didn't see that you asked me to come and help?"

"I disassembled the case, and stared at the graphics card in silence for five minutes. I didn't know what to do... Then when I made up my mind to turn it on and buy a new graphics card, the computer suddenly became fine."

Citalopram said in a deep voice: "I think the machine soul may have sensed my killing intent. This is probably a kind of magic."

"...you should call me next time, or you can call me sister," Si Anke showed hesitation, "otherwise I think next time your machine soul may decide to die with you..."

In fact, this is not necessarily the case.

Annan thought silently in his heart.

These players come from the world on the other side of the dream world, and the spell energy, gray fog, curse, and magical systems are all specialties from the fog world. When they return to their original world, of course they will not have any extraordinary abilities.

But...their world is also adjacent to the dream world. This means that if players play more nightmares, get some dream powers, or simply get the essence of dreams, maybe it will be different...

However, the words of citalopram reminded Annan.

...this "son of the world" of unknown race, unknown identity, gender... at least looks like Jill.

It is about to be born, maybe it already has wisdom.

If you kill it directly, the curse cellar should be shut down. But I don't know how to deal with these inert mantra energy... Will it explode, pollute the area, turn into fog or flow back?

It might even resist.

That being the case.

—Can you frighten the child?