Chapter 1039: 323. St. Dillan Fire_3

“You’re saying that the ‘Fire of St. Dillan’ is here?” Noland Lee asked.

“Yes, it’s right here, as if it’s somewhere very, very deep underground,” Omar Goddard said,

“Once I’ve mastered the sub-dimensional plane, I will go find it. Perhaps, I could meet my clansmen there.”

Noland Lee raised his hand to his head and asked a seemingly unrelated question:

“Wait, I have a doubt. You should know that only scenes from the natural world can be extracted for mana, right? So do you think your homestead can produce mana?”

Omar Goddard pondered for a moment:

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“I’ve considered this question, kindhearted wizard. Just as you surmised, ‘homestead’ and the sub-dimensional planes are the same thing, and neither can produce mana. Only the universe illuminated by the Fire of St. Dillan can become a source of mana extraction. In fact, when we giants practice our breathing methods, we must rely on the radiance of the Fire of St. Dillan. Even if we create a ‘sun’ in our homestead, we cannot use it to practice the breathing method.”

Case solved.

It must be the Fire of St. Dillan that Omar Goddard mentioned, which made the natural world a source of mana.

In the era of Omar Goddard, the giants created their homestead using the extraordinary power provided by the Fire of St. Dillan.

In the present era, the wizards repeated this operation, just without knowing about the existence of the Fire of St. Dillan.

Does that mean wherever the Fire of St. Dillan is present in a space, that space can produce mana? Is that the idea?

Well, doesn’t that mean only the space where the Fire of St. Dillan exists is the natural world, and the space without the Fire of St. Dillan is a sub-dimensional plane?

What if the Fire of St. Dillan were to leave the world that Noland Lee is in now, what would happen?

Noland Lee racked his brains but couldn’t foresee what kind of future that would be.

But then again, who could find and take away the Fire of St. Dillan?

Perhaps Omar Goddard could, he seemed quite familiar with the Fire of St. Dillan.

Noland Lee snapped back to reality and continued to listen to the other party’s words.

Omar Goddard said,

The ‘Patriarchal Giant’ divided the giant clans into five categories.

Dusk Giants govern the birth and death of flesh and blood, that is, they are responsible for reproduction and burying the giants who fall in battle.

Storm Giants govern the planet’s weather, cultivate plants, raise animals, and domesticate monsters.

Iron Giants are in charge of minerals, forge materials, make weapons and armor for the giant army, and build cosmic fortresses.

Dawn Giants are overseers, the personal guards of the ‘Patriarchal Giant’, responsible for supervising the other giants.

Scroll Giants are scholars, historians, and strategists, the scribes at the side of the ‘Patriarchal Giant’.

This straightforward classification method allowed all kinds of giants to coexist harmoniously until the day of the doomsday disaster that destroyed their clan and their inhabitable planet.

Omar Goddard was clueless about the disaster that devastated the giant clans and their livable planet.

All he remembered was being knocked unconscious by the explosion of the planet.

By the time he awoke, he was already drifting in space, severely injured.

After that, Noland Lee knew what had happened.

Omar Goddard, guided by the Fire of St. Dillan, approached the planet he is on now, only to be ambushed by Shubick hiding in the shadows, and together they fell into the Inner Cosmos.

There were no ‘Patriarchal Giants’ in the Inner Cosmos, nor any trace of the Storm, Iron, Dawn, Dusk, or Scroll Giants.

If it weren’t for still being able to sense the presence of the Fire of St. Dillan, Omar Goddard frankly said he would have fallen into complete despair and pessimism.

Seeing the Fire of St. Dillan had become the belief that sustained him.

“I have told you all the history I know, kindhearted wizard,” he said.

Omar Goddard said with anticipation,

“Let’s get rid of the Binder of Blood now. I can’t wait to possess a sub-dimensional plane.”

Noland Lee nodded,

“No problem. But first, we need to find the road to the core area of the Pollution Zone…”

“I know where the core area is.” Using the pendant, Omar Goddard pointed in a direction,

“It’s over there, about 300 kilometers away. I had wanted to guide the Earth Vein Wizards there before, but we were blocked by a sudden appearance of monsters.”

Noland Lee raised his eyebrows.

No wonder hundreds of Blood Rippers were chasing those ten Earth Vein Wizards, it turned out they were approaching the core area.

“Then we should not delay, let’s set off now.”

Noland Lee felt his right palm, planning to instantly eliminate “the source of the bloodstains” once they arrived, to prevent any changes if later became delayed.

“Please wait for me, I will go and inform the Earth Vein Wizards. Have them retreat from here first.”

Omar Goddard, using some method, got in touch with the Earth Vein Wizards staying in the next door passage.

The Earth Vein Wizards, led by Gretel Earthvein, approached.

First, they thanked Noland Lee and then began constructing the Disengagement Technique’s magic ceremony under his protection.

As for Omar Goddard’s pendant, Noland Lee took it and hung it around his own neck.

While the Earth Vein Wizards were setting up the ceremony, Noland Lee started a conversation with Gretel Earthvein,

“Has Morster joined your ‘Pillar of Ley Lines’?”

Morster was a Third Ring Metal Battle Mage, previously a member of the Hotams Metal Department, and also the Acting Commander of the Tatis Empire’s Division Intelligence Unit Two.

Before the Metal Department closed, Morster mentioned that he would join the ‘Pillar of Ley Lines’ nearby and become an Earth Vein Wizard. noveldrama

Gretel Earthvein knew who Morster was and his background.

Without asking how Noland Lee knew about this person, he simply responded to the question,

“Yes, Your Excellency Filero. With the help of the ‘Pillar of Ley Lines,’ he managed to forget his original meditation technique at a minimal cost, retaining most of his Spiritual Ocean. By now, he has already become a Third Ring Earth Vein Combat Wizard.”

The kid is lucky… Noland Lee thought privately, nodding to himself,

“Then do you know Sully?”

“Sully…” Gretel Earthvein pondered for a few seconds,

“Are you referring to the nurse recommended by Morster? Oh, sadly, she was too old and had no prior cultivation experience, so she couldn’t pass the ‘Pillar of Ley Lines’ Magic Enlightenment.”

Noland Lee sighed inwardly.

He had done his best, offering Sully the chance to pursue a different path in life.

Morster was also true to his word, recommending Sully to the ‘Pillar of Ley Lines’ as promised.

Noland Lee didn’t ask further, content to wait for the Earth Vein Wizards to leave.

Gretel Earthvein focused inward, doing nothing to pry into secrets.

Not only that, but he also planned to be nicer to Morster when he got back…

After all, these three formidable individuals, who seemed to be at the Saint Tier level, had asked about Morster. It was very likely they were acquaintances of Morster, or friends of his mentor.

Gretel Earthvein even fantasized a “little story between Sully and the mysterious boss Filero.”

Otherwise, how could an ordinary human woman come to be associated with such high-level figures…