The U-shaped wire was whole again. Wilbur had seen the memory metal before but witnessing it at work still left him in shock. Fawkes chuckled. "Yes, that's what the memory metal can do. It's changed what used to hold robots back forever. In the past, the slightest blow to the robot's motherboard would cause it to lose all functions at once. However, with memory metal, robots can now overcome moderate damage without being affected at all. That alone should make it worth its price." "Yes, I agree. Well, the Satan Robot costs a hundred million dollars per unit. How much would the memory metal go for, then?" Fawkes' expression darkened. "I think it's important to know your boundaries, Mister Penn. The memory metal is the core of the Satan Robot. It's not for sale on its own. I thought we could have a nice chat, but there's no point in talking if you're not going to purchase the robot." "Oh, I'm here to buy the Satan Robot for sure. How soon can I get the ten units?" "Three days."
"You forced me to do this, young explorer! Don't blame me for what happens next!" The figure pounced, melding into Wilbur's body in an attempt to take control. Just then, however, the Dark Lord's voice rang in Wilbur's mind with excitement, 'This is brilliantly pure dark energy! Wonderful, wonderful…' "What? Hey, you—" The dark figure was devoured by the Dark Lord before it could relent. The Night Demon was converted into the Dark Lord's energy within seconds, and Wilbur landed on the beach to the sight of Frank bawling his eyes out kneeling on the ground. "It's over now, Mister Sonner! The Night Demon is dead. You don't have to cry now." "No, I don't care anymore." Frank shook his head vigorously, tears pouring down his face as he continued to sob. Just then, a series of footsteps could be heard behind him. Wilbur turned around and realized that a hundred or so villagers had gathered there. They seemed devoid of any empathy for Frank, their gazes filled with hatred as if h
"Argh!" "Help!" … A deafening roar cut through the air, and then the cave fell silent as the vortex of black miasma disappeared as well. Wilbur looked around him. Everyone else had run into a building as they stared at the cave in terror. "My brother!" "No, my sister…" "Dad!" … Upon recovering from the initial shock, the survivors fell to the ground and began to sob. Most of their family members had been sucked into the cave just now. Someone stood up then to say, "There's a beast in the cave, and the authorities must be informed so that it can be dealt with. Otherwise, none of us are going to live the next time it shows up." Tommy looked at the cave. Upon spotting Wilbur making his way towards it, he shouted, "Hey, don't go!" Tommy was about to yank Wilbur back, but the people around him held him down. "It's far too dangerous, Tommy. Don't go over there." "But…" Tears welled up in Tommy's eyes. He was a kind man, yet he could only sigh helplessly as he w
Without a doubt, the beast trapped within the formation was a dragon. Wilbur took a deep breath, then stepped into the formation. The view before him began to shift dramatically at once. Wilbur was now surrounded by gray skies and endless volcanoes. He was on a spot of land covered in lava that had cooled down. Boom! Two volcanoes erupted just then, spewing out red-hot lava. Wilbur could even sense the energy within the volcano lava. Everything here felt so real despite being an illusory realm. "Roar!" Just then, an explosive roar could be heard. Wilbur turned to see an enormous, winged dragon climbing out of one of the volcanoes. It towered over Wilbur like a giant, radiating a wave of dragon aura that made him dizzy. Had Wilbur not been a dragon clan cultivator, he would have been forced to his knees by the immense power coming from the dragon. The dragon let out another furious roar as it noticed Wilbur. It spread its wings, soaring into the sky before turning and swoo
Wilbur was suddenly reminded of his master's words. That unknown dimensional guardian, too, came from a lower dimension. Wilbur suddenly swelled up with confidence, filling him with energy. Wilbur got up from the ground, looking around him carefully. Upon taking a good look, he realized that this formation was far more complicated than he thought it to be. In other words, this was a formation with several layers. The outermost layer was its source of energy, but there were many other structures within as well. In fact, there could be well over a dozen layers stacked within this formation. That was fine, though. As long as Wilbur found a source, he would be able to turn things around for sure. Wilbur took a deep breath. His gaze landed on the innermost layer of the formation, and it was not long before he had located the source of the formation's energy. Right after that, Wilbur raised the thunder cleaver and cut the line of energy off. One of the layers of the formation turn
'What gives the lake its energy and motion is the energy source, and the difference between source and output lies in its special aura. That aura is similar to the mouth of a spring or fountain—slow, steady, and never-ending.' Wilbur's eyes flew open at once. "Slow, steady, and never-ending!" Wilbur understood then that the source of a formation was the part of it that had the most vigor. Despite there being multiple dimensions spinning in front of him, Wilbur could distinctly feel each of the golden auras. It was not long before Wilbur found the strongest stripes, and he leaped out. Fine golden lines appeared in front of him like threads of a web as Wilbur dodged them left and right, finally coming up to the aura he had chosen. The next second, Wilbur swung the thunder cleaver down. The golden aura shattered with a loud crack, disappearing into a cloud of shimmering dust as the view before Wilbur began to melt away. It was not long before he returned to Rindo Mine once more an
Wilbur ended the call, letting out a long breath. In his search for the fourth dragon cauldron fragment, Wilbur had encountered the Night Demons, the Satan Robot, and the formation at Rindo Mine. All of Wilbur's experiences here in Kosanto seemed to be far more severe than what he had encountered elsewhere, as well as being far more complicated. The formation at Rindo Mine even turned out to be a dimensional one. Thankfully, everything was over now. All Wilbur wanted to do right then was to get back to Diseya and figure out the difference between the two formations in Bangsai so he could locate the source of the golden formation's energy and cut it off. The golden formation would be drained with no energy source, and Wilbur would get the fourth dragon cauldron fragment. The pale blue formation could stay in Bangsai and continue providing the people there with a steady supply of water. It was dawn by the time Wilbur returned to Diseya, and the sun was well on its way into the sk
Wilbur fell silent at the thought. He thought that the Rindo Mine incident had nothing to do with these two formations, but it would be impossible to explain the shift in the pale blue formation's aura here otherwise. Besides, the formation in Rindo Mine was a dimensional one connected to the upper dimensions. It was definitely not a formation that a regular cultivator could make. It had to be the work of an upper dimension cultivator who was also somehow related to the dragon clan. Despite the questions Wilbur had, that was the truth of the matter. Either way, he now had the fourth dragon cauldron fragment and could finally draw an end to his time in Kosanto. Wilbur released his spirit sense into the cauldron fragment at once and was able to read the message on it in no time. He put the cauldron fragment away and came to the parking lot to say goodbye to Arsi. However, Arsi was nowhere to be found. Wilbur smiled and got into the car to drive out of Diseya. Wilbur returned to