Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots

Chapter 1006: Chapter 426: Shadows of the Past_2

"To be able to establish a connection with me through the ’Star Eater’s Ravings’ is exceedingly rare in this universe."

The gears on the surface of the star began to turn in a specific rhythm, producing harmonious mechanical sounds like music:

"Most fools who practice this Meditation Technique get eroded by the will of the ’Devourer’ during the visualization process and eventually turn into madmen who know only slaughter. But you..."

The giant eye focused more intently on Ron:

"Your soul still retains a considerable degree of purity, which is interesting.

Perhaps I can share some power with you as a reward for this rare phenomenon."

Ron sensed the goodwill emanating from the Star of the Observer, and he relaxed slightly.

But at that moment, the attitude of the star changed dramatically.

The giant eye suddenly widened, its pupil constricted to the size of a needle’s tip, and the entire mechanical structure of the star began to tremble intensely.

"Wait... this aura..."

The voice of the Star of the Observer filled with fear and anger:

"’Star Eater’s Ravings’... No, you didn’t just simply practice the Meditation Technique... You bear ’His’ mark!"

The rotation of the mechanical gears became chaotic, emitting a piercing metallic screech.

The light on the surface of the star began to flicker erratically, turning from gentle silver to a dangerous red:

"The one under the gaze of the ’Devourer’! How dare you... How dare you appear before me!"

Ron felt the intense emotional fluctuation of the Star of the Observer and hurried to explain:

"Observer, I think you might be misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding?"

The Star of the Observer let out a sarcastic laugh, echoing like thunder in the Consciousness Space:

"I will never forget that aura! I’ll never forget how ’His’ tentacles tore apart my being, ripping me from completeness into fragments!"

With these words, the Star of the Observer began to emit more fragments of memory.

Ron "saw" a terrifying scene from an ancient era:

In the void of deep space, a massive mechanical planet moved slowly through the universe.

That was the original form of the Star of the Observer—a complete, self-aware observation device.

But suddenly, from the dark void, countless tentacles as large as mountains extended.

Carrying a terrifying power capable of destroying everything, those tentacles easily tore through the protective shell of the Observer.

The mechanical planet emitted a mournful wail, countless precise observation devices reduced to ruins under the assault of the tentacles.

"The ’Devourer’ almost completely destroyed my existence!"

The Star of the Observer’s rage reached its peak, and the mechanical structure on the surface of the star began to rearrange:

"If it weren’t for a fragment of consciousness escaping, I would no longer exist!"

The previously friendly mechanical modules rapidly withdrew, replaced by innumerable sharp weapon systems.

Missile launchers, laser turrets, defense shield generators...

A variety of killing implements rose from within the star.

"You want my power?"

The voice of the Star of the Observer turned colder than a blade:

"Then prove you are worthy of bearing the burden of observation!"

Before the words finished, the Consciousness Space began to change violently.

The previously calm void twisted and torn, forming countless overlapping battlefield environments.

Ruins, lava, abyss, space-time rifts...

Various extreme environments forcibly stitched together created a hostile trial space.

Even the air became as sharp as a blade, each breath like swallowing poison.

"Let me see..."

The Star of the Observer began to probe Ron’s combat memories.

The giant eye, like a spotlight, scanned his Spiritual World:

"Who are the enemies you remember most distinctly... the mutant giant brain sonic monster, the Thorn Sea Monster, the Awakened with a Throne Seed, the pursuit of the Time Hound..."

Every time the Star of the Observer accessed a combat memory, the corresponding spiritual imprint was forcibly extracted, condensing in the void as a semi-transparent energy construct.

The Davod’s exposed malformed brain;

The Thorn Sea Monster’s terrifying barbed tentacles;

The Holy Disc’s madness twisted by Abyssal Power;

The Time Hound’s unpredictable twisted form;

Four terrifying presences’ spiritual imprints hovered in the void, each emanating unsettling malicious waves.

"Since you’ve experienced the terror of being threatened by these entities..."

The Star of the Observer’s voice carried a cruel delight:

"Let me merge them into a more perfect nightmare and see if you can prove your worth!"

The four spiritual imprints began to contact and fuse with each other.

Under the malicious guidance of the Star of the Observer, they gradually formed a hideous amalgamation.

It was an existence that defied all biological logic.

The main structure was centered on Davod’s malformed brain.

But on the surface of this exposed brain, countless barbed tentacles of the Thorn Sea Monster grew densely.

Each tentacle was as tough as a steel whip, covered with serrated barbs, ready to tear any approaching enemy apart.

Davod’s original Sound Wave Vibration ability merged with the spiritual erosion trait of the Thorn Sea Monster.

When this hybrid creature opened its mouth to emit sound, it no longer released simple sound waves, but spiritual contamination streams interwoven with countless evil ravings.

The abyssal awakening trait of the Holy Disc covered the torso of the amalgamation.

That signature corrosive black mist constantly seeped from its skin pores, corroding even the void, causing small cracks to appear.

Anything that came into contact with this black mist would suffer malicious erosion from the Abyss.

The most terrifying was the integration of the Time Hound’s space-time manipulation ability into the creature.

Three terrifying regeneration abilities also produced a dreadful stacking effect in the amalgamation.

The Thorn Sea Monster’s flesh reconstruction and the Holy Disc’s abyssal splitting entity, but the most fearsome was undoubtedly the Time Hound’s Time Reset...

Even if its body was completely destroyed, it could recover in a very short time.

"Enjoy this ’gift’, watcher of the ’Devourer’!"

The laugh of the Star of the Observer echoed throughout the Consciousness Space, full of malice:

"Let’s see if you truly have the right to bear my power!"

When the fused monster let out its first roar, the entire Consciousness Space trembled.

That sound was a fusion of multiple attributes.

Possessing both the physical destructive force of Davod’s Sound Wave Vibration and the spiritual corrosiveness of the Thorn Sea Monster’s ravings.

But Ron was not intimidated by this terrifying might.

The forced fusion of multiple powers inevitably resulted in structural instability.

He activated the "Hermit’s Knowledge," instantly pushing his thought speed to the limit, while the Eye of Time’s insight bonus also came into play.

In this extraordinary perception state, every detail of the fused monster became visible clearly.

"A very crude assembly."

Ron calmly assessed the enemy before him, with no hint of fear in his eyes.

"The forced fusion of multiple powers brought about terrifying combat strength, but also caused a fundamental structural defect."

The connection between the thorn tentacles and the brain tissue showed obvious incompatibility.

Those barbs continuously irritated the nervous endings of the brain, causing the monster to endure continuous tearing internal agony.

Every time it attempted to launch a Sound Wave Attack, this pain peaked, affecting the precision of the attack.

The conflict between Abyssal Corrosion and Time Manipulation was even more apparent.

The corrosive black mist interfered with the stability of the space-time structure, causing a slight delay in the Time Hound’s flickering ability.

Though this delay lasted only a brief moment, it was enough for the keen Ron to capture an attack opportunity.

"These contradictions... are my chance."

A flash of insight appeared in Ron’s eyes as he began formulating his combat strategy.