Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections

"We can only say that we have had some transactions." Walter explained calmly, his face still calm, as if he was talking about a daily trivial matter.

Walter's ability to survive from the Second Age to the present is largely due to his transactions with the Candle Girl.

Originally, the Candle Girl was also planning to make Walter into a candle, but Walter provided too many precious items.

In the end, the Candle Girl chose to give up the idea of ​​turning Walter into a candle, and even handed her token to Walter.

Walter spread his palm, and a half-burned candle appeared in front of everyone.

Feeling the breath of the Candle Girl, the people in the VIP seats involuntarily stepped back.

The candle in Walter's hand seemed to be the eyes of the Candle Girl, staring coldly at everyone present.

Lord Rat glanced at the candle in Walter's hand, and the specific information appeared in Lord Rat's eyes.

[Half-melted fat wax]

Origin: Void Crack

Quality: ? ? ?

Category: Foreign Item

Effect: Unusable!

Warning: The Judge must not use this item!

Introduction: The Candle Girl is a void existence, and her existence is accompanied by many mysteries. She wanders in the cracks of the void. Most void existences are unwilling to contact her. Only the Madness of Growing and the Lord of the Old Days are equally matched with the Candle Girl.

The Candle Girl is a representative of weirdness. She can appear in any place with candlelight, flames, and burning debris. She has no entity and is almost indestructible. The judge can trade/exchange with the Candle Girl in the reincarnation paradise with the "half-melted fat wax", and the obtained object is uncertain.

The judge can also try to use the "half-melted fat wax" in the mission world to trade/exchange with the Candle Girl. Due to the many uncertainties of the Candle Girl, this behavior will bring unknown risks and benefits.

Price: Sellable, tradable, and cannot be destroyed.

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After seeing the information, the corners of Mr. Rat's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he stepped back unconsciously.

Walter calmly took out a match, lightly struck it and lit it, and then ignited the candle in his hand.

The moment the candle was lit, Walter suddenly felt dazed, and his consciousness was pulled into a strange space by a mysterious force.

When Walter woke up, he found himself in an old room of about 30 square meters.

The room was empty and old, and the walls and the floor were grayish yellow after being burned by the fire, and they felt dry and rough.

Walter looked up and saw that the ceiling was densely covered with candles. Each candle was tightly attached to it, and the flames burned downwards, swaying and shining.

Walter turned his head suddenly, and a pale female face suddenly came into view.

The red lips on that face were so bright that they were almost weird, and the two eye sockets were dark and bottomless.

The black hair on her head fell like a waterfall, adding a bit of weird beauty.

She was wearing a gorgeous white long dress with bloodshot, like a ghost walking out of hell.

This was the candle girl, and her appearance made Walter's heart tighten.

When his eyes met with the candle girl's, the scene in front of Walter suddenly changed.

He felt as if he was dragged into a lake of corpse water by an invisible force.

There were human heads floating in the lake, and those close to him were like piranhas attracted by the smell of blood, gnawing at his body frantically.

Walter was horrified to find that his body was regenerating at an astonishing speed while being gnawed.

However, this regeneration was not a relief, but an endless torture.

Because every time his body grew again, those heads would pounce on him like hungry wolves and continue to gnaw on his new flesh.

This horrible cycle seemed endless, and every minute of pain seemed to be infinitely stretched.

Ten minutes, ten days, ten years... Time lost its meaning here, leaving only endless pain and despair.

Every time he regenerated and was gnawed, Walter felt unprecedented pain and torture.

His soul seemed to be torn apart, and his will was crumbling in endless pain.

Finally, Walter's eyes regained their spirit.

Although consciousness has returned, the pain that penetrates deep into his bones still lingers on his body like an indelible shadow.

Due to the severe pain in the illusion, his body cracked like fragile ceramics, and blood slowly seeped out from these tiny cracks, staining his clothes with a shocking scarlet.

When the severe pain gradually subsided, Walter took a deep breath.

He knew that although everything he had just experienced was an illusion, the almost real pain was enough to destroy a person's will.

If he was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself at that time, the continuous torture would probably cause him to have a mental breakdown or even die.

The candle girl in front of him began to slowly approach him, and her black hair gradually stretched out towards Walter like active tentacles.

Walter's heart trembled, realizing that he almost died just by looking at the candle girl. If he was touched by her hair, the consequences would be disastrous.

"I brought good things this time." Walter calmed his breath and negotiated with the candle girl in front of him carefully.

After hearing Walter's words, the Candle Girl's violent movements gradually calmed down.

She seemed to be attracted by Walter's words, hesitated for a moment, and finally retracted the black hair that was about to touch Walter.

Walter suddenly felt relieved, and an indescribable sense of relief surged in his heart.

Every negotiation with the candle girl is like a brush with death. The other party is more difficult and dangerous than imagined.

Although there have been many transactions in the past, Walter feels like he is brushing against death every time he faces the Candle Girl.

"Do you need the caster's soul?" Walter asked tentatively again, trying to figure out the candle girl's preferences.

After hearing "The Soul of the Spellcaster", the Zhu Nu's face softened significantly.

She nodded slightly, expressing great interest in the proposal.

For the candle girl, the soul of the caster contains powerful soul power and unique elemental atmosphere, and is a precious material for making high-quality candles.

And an aging elf like Walter no longer has much value to her.

Even if Watt is made into a candle, the burning time of the candle will be greatly reduced due to the aging of his soul and the weakening of energy.

"Give me your coordinates and a soul candle. I know you are in the void now." Walter took the opportunity to make his request.

Hearing this, the candle girl hesitated slightly, but finally complied with Walter's request.

A piece of soft black hair and a candle as white as jade appeared in Walter's hand.

The black hair contains the coordinate information of the Candle Girl. As long as he leaves this consciousness space, Walter can find the specific location of the Candle Girl through this black hair.

And that white fire candle is the soul candle that Walter urgently needs.

This is the unique secret treasure of the Candle Girl, which can extend the life of the soul and maintain the vitality and purity of the soul.

The value of such a small soul candle is comparable to that of a resource-rich life planet.

After getting what he needed, Walter didn't dare to stay for a moment. He knew the danger of this conscious space and must leave as soon as possible.

Just when he was about to step out of the edge of this illusory world, Walter suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis behind him.

The candle girl seemed to be on the verge of losing control again. Her black hair was dancing wildly in the air like crazy tentacles, and she might attack Walter at any time.

Walter's heart tightened, but fortunately he had gotten what he needed. The most important thing at the moment was to escape from this dangerous place.

With a thought, Walter instantly left the candle girl's consciousness space and returned to the real world.

Everyone at the VIP table was keenly aware of the change in Walter's aura. They looked a lot sluggish and pale. It was obvious that they had suffered a lot of trauma in the experience just now.

"Here you are holding this thing. It contains the coordinates of the Candle Girl, which is enough for Sefilia to drink a pot." Walter wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

In fact, this time Walt was just borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. Finally, he had a legitimate opportunity to trick the Arcane Eternal Star, and of course Walt would not let it go.

This time he used the caster's soul to get a soul candle from the candle girl's hand, which can be said to have made a lot of money.

Habakak Carey took the black hair from Walter's hand and immediately felt the unique aura of the Candle Girl contained in it.

"Well, it seems that our mage sage Sefilia is going to be unlucky again."

Habakak Kaili shook his head, skillfully marked the candle girl's coordinates on the mark with mana, and then crushed the mark.

Almost at the same moment, Sefilia, who was far away in the Arcane Eternal Star, felt the strange movement of the mark.

She quickly took out the mark and checked it, and saw a series of coordinates on it.

"Tsk, do you think I can't find you if I change the place?" Sefilia's eyes flashed with unwillingness and madness.

The experience of the Void Arena was like a lingering nightmare to her. Not only was she disgraced in that competition, but she also caused a lot of unnecessary trouble, which filled her heart with resentment and unwillingness.

Sefilia blamed Lin Yi and Su Xiao for all her misfortunes, and her resentment towards them had reached its peak.

She stared closely at the coordinates in her hand and quickly locked the corresponding position in the vast void.

She discovered that this location was not far from the Void Arena, only one star sector away, and it was located in a corner that was so remote that it was almost forgotten.

This undoubtedly facilitated her next actions, and Sefilia couldn't help but raise a cruel smile.

She decided that this time she must make Lin Yi and Su Xiao pay the price they deserve.

"Hudgens, Mary."

Hearing Sefilia's voice, two ninth-level spellcasters walked into Sefilia's room.

They are die-hard loyalists of the Austrian Law Faction and are loyal to the Austrian Law Faction.

No matter when and where, as long as Sefilia gives an order, the two of them will carry out the order unconditionally.

"The two of you will lead twelve eighth-level spellcasters to this coordinate and eliminate everyone there." Sefilia's tone revealed ruthlessness and determination, "Remember, the action must be secretive and must not let anyone Your ways are known."

She handed the coordinates sent by Habakak Carey to the two of them.

Huggins and Mary took the coordinates without asking any more questions. They just needed to know that Sefilia's enemies were there.

For them, executing Sephilia's orders is the highest criterion, and no matter what kind of enemy they face, they will destroy them without mercy.

In this way, Huggins and Mary led twelve eighth-level spellcasters through the ultra-long-distance teleportation array on the neighboring planet and quietly left the sphere of influence of the Arcane Eternal Star.

Sefiriya may think that her plan is perfect and no one knows about it, but in fact, her every move has not escaped the close surveillance of the elemental faction.

On the Arcane Eternal Star, the struggle between the elemental faction and the arcane faction has long been undercurrent, and both sides are closely watching each other's movements.

When Huggins and Mary left through the teleportation array, King Lingfeng, who was far away in the Void Arena, had already received the latest intelligence.

In response to the inquiry of his subordinates, King Lingfeng just said calmly: "Wait and see."

Soon, the action team sent by Sefiriya had arrived at the location indicated by the coordinates.

The planet indicated by the coordinates once belonged to the demon clan, and was once prosperous and full of life and vitality.

However, the forces on the planet later rebelled and chose to submit to the Feather Clan.

This betrayal completely angered the demon clan, and they quickly sent out troops to bloodbath the planet.

This cruel punishment is not only a sanction for the betrayer, but also a severe warning to other members who may have different intentions.

Today, the planet is deserted and there are few living creatures.

Except for the occasional scavengers and interstellar pirates, almost no one else has set foot here.

Huggins quickly glanced at the coordinates in his hand and determined that the target location was located in the north of the planet.

Without any extra communication, the team he led immediately took action and sped towards the North Pole.

In just over ten minutes, they arrived near the North Pole.

In this desolate land, they began to carefully search for possible hidden space tunnels.

During the search, an indescribable pressure suddenly enveloped them, as if some terrifying existence appeared around them.

A spellcaster looked up inadvertently, but was surprised to see a few thin black hairs falling from the sky, as if they were hanging from the endless sky, with an indescribable weirdness and horror.

The fear in his heart surged like a tide, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

He raised his head tremblingly, only to see a pale-faced woman floating above his head.

Her black hair falling like a waterfall and her gorgeous white dress with bloodshot eyes formed a strange and creepy picture against the desolate Arctic background.

The spellcaster instantly recognized her identity from her distinctive features and shouted in horror: "Zhu...Zhu Nu!"

The other spellcasters looked up one after another. When they saw the woman with a pale face and black hair, they felt an indescribable fear in their hearts.

The appearance of Zhu Nu made them realize that the danger of this mission was far beyond their expectations.

As the leader of the team, Huggins showed his decisiveness at this moment.

He quickly gave instructions to let Mary lead the spellcaster team to evacuate immediately, while he stayed behind to buy time for his teammates to retreat.

Mary did not hesitate at all, and she immediately led the team to flee far away.

She knew that facing the existence of Zhu Nu, any resistance was futile, and only by escaping as soon as possible could there be a glimmer of hope.

But plans always cannot keep up with changes.

Huggins originally thought that he could hold out for a while in front of the Candle Girl, buying precious time for Mary and others to escape.

But the reality was much more cruel. He found himself trapped in a huge lake in a blink of an eye.

In the lake, Huggins felt that his whole body's strength was gradually deprived, and countless human heads appeared around him, tearing his body.

He struggled desperately, trying to escape from this strange lake, but he couldn't break free from the restraints without strength.

His shouts echoed in the lake, but there was no response.

In the end, Huggins' body was completely devoured by those heads, and the lake returned to calm again.

In reality, Huggins' body suddenly fell straight to the ground, like a sculpture without support.

The Candle Girl floated over, she looked down at Huggins lying on the ground, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

For her, the body and soul full of elemental power are supreme delicacies, which can be used to make unique candles.

She waved her hand gently, and Huggins' body was collected by the Candle Girl.

The candles made from the body of the spellcaster not only contain powerful elemental power, but also have a unique soul charm.

This is why the candle girl traded with Walter using soul candles.

On the other side, Mary suddenly sensed that Hawkins's breath had completely dissipated, and an indescribable grief and fear surged in her heart.

She had fought side by side with Hawkins for many years, and knew that the other party's strength was also among the best among the ninth-level spellcasters. Even when facing the strongest, they were confident that they could barely survive two moves.

Now Hawkins fell in one encounter, which made her feel unbelievable, and at the same time she realized how powerful and terrifying the enemy she was facing was.

However, Mary had no time to indulge in mourning or panic, because danger was approaching rapidly.

The next second, her flying figure suddenly stopped in mid-air, and an invisible force bound her, making her unable to move.

Looking up, the figure of the Candle Girl had appeared in front of them without them noticing. Her pale face and long black hair fluttered in the wind, like the incarnation of the god of death, with an indescribable weirdness and horror.

Behind Mary, the twelve eighth-level spellcasters also felt unprecedented fear at this moment.

They had just accepted a seemingly simple mission and followed Mary and Huggins here, but they didn't expect to encounter such a terrifying existence as the Candle Girl.

Facing such a powerful enemy, they felt like lambs to be slaughtered, without any ability to fight back.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with fear and regret.

If they had known that they would face such an enemy, they would rather choose not to come.

The Candle Girl did not give Mary and the spellcasters a chance to breathe.

At the moment when Mary was stunned, several black hairs quickly penetrated the bodies of the thirteen spellcasters in front of her like fine needles and threads.

The twelve eighth-level spellcasters had no time to make any resistance and were forcibly dragged into the deep and strange consciousness space of the Candle Girl.

Although Mary was strong, she only struggled a little, looked at the Candle Girl weakly, and then sank into the fantasy-like lake.

Her experience was exactly the same as Huggins's before.

In this strange lake, countless heads were swarming, biting the bodies of the spellcasters frantically, as if they wanted to devour them.

The souls of the spellcasters quickly dissipated under the tearing of these terrifying heads, and the fire of life was extinguished in an instant.

The Candle Girl collected these corpses with satisfaction.

She planned to use the bodies of these spellcasters to make a set of elemental candles for her own enjoyment after returning.

For the Candle Girl, this was a way to improve.