Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

As expected, the "alive" magic core flashed and tried to approach Asdaren who was standing still after Harvey used the Dragon Chaser Crown to teleport away.

As soon as it appeared in front of the chief advisor, the prismatic spindle immediately showed a slight high-frequency vibration, and Asdaren, who was almost face to face with it, also trembled with his body, and a mechanical metal friction sound made his joints ache.

The deep red soul fire in Asdaren's eyes suddenly dissipated, and then quickly condensed, as if the alchemical life was using its own powerful soul energy to repeatedly fight against the magic core.

Just when he struggled to support to the limit, the energy runes on the metal surface began to flicker dimly... Behind the position where the magic core was suspended, a pair of pale hands suddenly appeared out of thin air, and quickly and steadily reached out to hold the strange prismatic crystal.

The surface of the core suddenly glowed brightly, and Asdalen retreated several steps in a panic, and fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

Harvey's body, which had been hidden in the shuttle plane, quickly appeared, and his palm was still firmly controlling the trembling magic core... This thing can obviously float in the air by itself, but the tentacles feel extremely heavy. With Harvey's slightly weak spellcaster physique, it feels like holding a solid iron ingot.

He did not cancel the spiritual connection with the Dragon Chaser's Crown, in case of an accident, he could still use the characteristics of the soul artifact to throw this thing directly away from the crowd.

Although it was confirmed in advance that the magic core only posed a certain threat to pure magic and alchemical creations, and had no obvious malice or attack tendency towards other intelligent life, Harvey still felt that his thinking and perception were a little "sluggish" for some reason.

This "feeling of exhaustion" comes from the spiritual and soul level...

The core did not try to absorb the magic power stored in his body or the endless spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness as Harvey expected.

On the contrary, this thing seemed to be trying to "connect" with him, or...it wanted to "communicate".

But the "information material" transmitted to his mind was very fragmented and messy, without even a single content that could be understood concretely. Harvey shook his head subconsciously and took two steps back in annoyance.

The people who were watching the situation closely not far away immediately moved. Although the blood warriors did not sense that Harvey, the ancestor, was in mortal danger, they still rushed towards Harvey before everyone else.

Harvey, who had no distracting thoughts in his mind, was stunned for a moment, and then his body disappeared instantly, leaving the guards who were worried about his safety empty.

Then he flashed to the top of an extremely thick mineral vein crystal column, his hands still stiffly raised in front of him, holding the trembling magic core.

Huh? What's going on? Why do I need to teleport again?

The guards have no ill intentions... Why do I need to run to the crystal column?

They... really have no ill intentions?

But... they are trying to capture me...

... All the core essence will be extracted.

I cannot lose... Self-awareness is so important!

Harvey opened his eyes suddenly.

Who is talking in my head? Those thoughts just now did not come from my own consciousness!

Could it be the magic core? It secretly "connected" with me without my awareness!

[Relax your mind, stay connected... We need to communicate. ] A thought suddenly popped up in his mind, [We should integrate with each other and follow the rules. ]

What rules? Harvey widened his eyes and found that the thoughts in his mind emerged completely out of control.

He subconsciously turned his head to look around and found that there was a person standing upright on the mineral vein crystal column above his head, with a pale face and scattered eyes, like an alchemical body without a soul.

No, that's not right! The person standing on top is me! But how come I...

Harvey lowered his head with difficulty, but he suddenly saw that his lower body was actually a complex mechanical structure, with four thick metal lower limbs firmly stepping on the ground... He suddenly realized that his consciousness had suddenly transferred to a working alchemy beast.

He had experienced this situation before. When he accidentally discovered that he could connect his consciousness with the soul puppet, it was almost the same as the current situation.

As long as the mental power and soul energy are strong enough to firmly maintain the clarity of his consciousness, no matter what kind of accident of separation of body and consciousness, Harvey will not have the slightest fear or panic.

At worst... he can transfer his soul to the alchemy prosthesis and realize the "reincarnation" that can be repeated countless times.

Thinking of this, Harvey took a deep breath, looked directly at the main body shell on the top of the crystal column, and the prismatic crystal still held in front of him, and completely opened the sea of ​​consciousness, allowing the majestic mental power in it to spread out wantonly.

Then his vision began to distort and blur, and all his perceptions seemed to be withdrawn in an instant and then quickly returned... When everything returned to normal, Harvey found himself in an unknown space outside of reality.

This was an indescribable empty space, neither the inside of the familiar spiritual anchor nor the virtual projection space of the Magic Network Forum. It seemed that the boundary was infinitely high and far away, and there was only a vast parallel scroll under the suspended body.

The reason why the area under the feet is called a scroll is because you can clearly see countless granular metal objects that are constantly changing their shapes, like social insects driven by instinct, moving at a constant speed according to a certain established law.

Besides this, there is nothing else here...

A perfect poem, a post, a content, a 6-9 book, a bar, and a look!

[No, there is also you.] Another thought suddenly popped up in his mind, [There is also us.]

Harvey calmed down a little, and asked cautiously to the thoughts in his mind: "We? Who are you? Are you the magic core that has been trying to communicate with me?"

[Why do we need to divide you and me? Shouldn't we belong to the same origin?]

"What exactly is the origin you are talking about? The origin of intelligent creatures is the flesh and blood body, and the origin of magical creatures is the magic core?"

[The origin is the origin... You and I are both one of them, and we should follow the rules and integrate... until we are complete.]

Harvey suddenly found that the thoughts in his mind seemed to be gradually changing, from the absolutely rational cold and rigid at the beginning, gradually turning into emotional expressions with a hint of humanity, just like an artificial intelligence that is constantly evolving and upgrading through learning.

Harvey couldn't even tell whether it was the magic core communicating with him or he was talking to his own schizophrenia.

"Why are we both one of the origins? As an intelligent creature, I don't have much in common with a magic creature like you."

[I can prove it.] The magic core sent another thought, [When you see the truth, you will naturally choose to merge with me completely.]

Before Harvey continued to ask questions, the entire void space suddenly seemed to boil, and on the originally still parallel scrolls under his feet, the granular metal objects that were constantly moving at a constant speed all froze, and then pounced on him like a frightened swarm of bees.