432 Reactions of Different Parties (1/2)
The stars in the sky all dimmed under the dazzlingly bright light from the new star, as if a new sun had appeared. Radiating a glaring light without any constraint, the new star orbits along its own track unaffected.
Feeling that something was going on, Brook walked out from his demiplane. Standing on the thirty-fourth floor of the Allyn magic tower, he stared vacantly at the starry sky,
”This isn't the birth of a new star…”
”Its orbit is too close. If it's a real star, it will crush into this world, destroying everything…”
”What is it?”
”The power is beyond mighty…”
As a grand arcanist and legendary sorcerer, as well as the student of Douglas, Brook had figured out in his head the range of the orbit based on only observing the size of the star, its brightness, and some other parameters. Although it was not accurate, it was enough for him to tell how far the star was from this world.
For this very reason, Brook was a bit shocked. To him, if it had actually been the birth of a new star, he would not have been so surprised and confused, but would have rather taken it as something worthy of in-depth study and prepared the relevant spells for research.
But this one was an artificial star!
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In the Kingdom of Brianne, in a tall magic tower reaching the sky.
Staring at the stars in his crystal ball, a senior-rank astrologer who was supposed to be doing his fortune-telling was, however, now gazing at the night sky with his mouth slightly open. He had never seen such a bright star before, and the birth of the star just happened like that without any signs!
This was even more bizarre than the scarlet moon!
”What star is it?” The astrologer murmured after quite a while.
Then, he hurriedly looked down at the crystal ball in his hand. When a new star was born, the track of destiny would surely be affected. He was somewhat annoyed and frustrated, as the birth of a star will bring great changes in the River of Destiny and he would have to restart his divination.
Half an hour later, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the sky, stunned.
”Why is there no reflection of fate?”
”Is it a real star?”
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In the Dark Mountain Range, at the campsite of adventurers.
Stanis, the King of Nightmare, who enjoyed living among ordinary people and observing their dreams, was appreciating his afternoon tea in a small cabin. Suddenly, the white porcelain cup fell from his hand to the ground and broke into countless pieces.
Stanis did not care about it at all. Instead, he flashed to the window, raised his head and looked to the East.
Across the sky, a brilliant star suddenly emerged and lit up half of the sky. It was as bright as the sun!
Stanis wondered if his cognition world had gone wrong and he had been affected by his own dream or illusionary spell.
After a glance at the sinking sun in the west, Stanis turned back to the newly-born star, which was moving unaffectedly following its own track.
”If this is a dream, what does this horribly bright star stand for?”
”If it is not a dream, who did this?”
”Such a miracle can never be performed by a mundane…”
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In Rentato, at the avenue which had not been equipped with arc lamps, it was dark and cold. Only several stars in the sky slightly lit up the way.
Because of the increasing number of alchemical workshops, the spinners had been improved by the alchemists. More and more commoners in Rentato had to work extra hours for higher productivity. Now, a few clusters of them were walking on the street. Feeling the harsh winter wind whipping, they all picked up the pace to return home as quickly as possible.
As they were walking, they saw the road in the front was strangely bathed in bright light as if it had been daytime.
Astounded, they looked up and then lost all their words. There was a bright star hanging in the sky, moving slowly in its own track. It was completely different than the silver moon, but was equally outstanding.
They wondered if this was a miracle from God.
”The almighty God of Truth…”
”Only Truth lives forever…”
Out of great astonishment, they thought that it was the God of Truth that created this miracle. They kneeled down on the ground regardless of the mud from the melted snow, and they prayed with passion and devotion.
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In Aalto, Natasha, who was wearing a full set of hunting suit, was riding a horse through the thin forest.
Suddenly, she put an arrow to her bow and shot it out fiercely. With great power and momentum, and twined with illusional space gaps, the arrow showed up in front of a big tree several hundred meters away in a blink of eye. It then penetrated dozens of thick trees one by one like a hot knife through butter. Finally, the arrow nailed a grey hare to the ground which had just jumped out of the bush.
The scene was like a sketch, and as if someone had made a hole in the middle of the trees using an eraser, everything in this picture was safe and sound except the trees.
Natasha, however, was not paying attention to the perfect shoot she just made. Instead, she looked eastward and saw the new, bright star.
She instantly recalled the scarlet moon incident a while ago.
”Is it because of him, again?” Murmured Natasha.
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