Chapter 1057 (1/2)

Chapter 1057: 329. Correct > Wrong

The Assassin Angel chased him to the Inner Cosmos and happened to appear on Nicolette, who was free of Mind Shackles.

The Assassin Angel knew the origins of the Dusk Giants, knew about the Supreme Star Palace, and was aware of the Fire of St. Dillan, yet did not belong to the Supreme Star Palace.

Omar Goddard was originally a simpleton, but now he’s getting smarter and smarter…

Transcendent Wizards are detached from the destiny woven by the White Ancestral Dragons, they have mastered a Sub-Dimensional Plane, and now they are drawn by the Essence of corpses, coming here to devour the red light orb of a former Binder of Blood.

All sorts of clues converged in Noland Lee’s mind, knitting into a tight net.

At the very center of this net was the existence known as the Fire of St. Dillan.

All the Extraordinary beings and Deities that Noland Lee had encountered were revolving around this thing.

But here’s the problem.

What exactly is the situation with the so-called “unable to grow without bathing in the Fire of St. Dillan”?

Is it that without the Fire of St. Dillan’s illumination, you can’t remember things, can’t absorb food through eating, or is it simply unable to gather Mana, this kind of Extraordinary Power?

Noland Lee checked his Panel Information carefully.

He confirmed repeatedly that none of his categories had the words “currently bathing in the Fire of St. Dillan.”

Not only that, but he found no similar phrases on any of his Deconstruction targets.

So to him, the Fire of St. Dillan is like something that others speak of authoritatively but that he has never felt the existence of—it’s an illusory thing.

It really is incomprehensible how such a thing could attract so many forces from the Extraterrestrial Void…

Noland Lee pondered deeply.

Nabby furrowed his brows, lost in thought.

With their own concerns, time flew by swiftly.

No one knows how much time passed; all the while, no third party entered this unique space.

After thinking it over and over, Nabby finally sighed lightly and pulled out an incomplete soul contract book from his Magic Pouch.

He and Noland Lee exchanged a few words verbally, then used [Mage’s Hand] to pass the contract to the other party.

Noland Lee glanced at the sheepskin parchment in front of him, cast Deconstruction, and understood Nabby’s intention.

This contract book contained only half of the content.

Noland Lee was the one selling knowledge to Nabby; all he had to do was impart knowledge with no other obligations.

Nabby, as the buyer of knowledge, couldn’t decide on the price of acquiring it for the time being.

He left a blank under “Obligations” for Noland Lee to fill in himself.

Whatever Noland Lee wrote, Nabby would give, without complaints or regrets, all in pursuit of knowledge.

Of course, he wouldn’t agree to just anything.

Demands like “immediately committing suicide” or “willing to become a slave” had already been vetoed by other clauses in the contract.

Noland Lee could only write normal requests in the blank space, asking Nabby to hand over something or perform a certain task.

Without a doubt, this was a soul contract with substantial concessions made by Nabby.

He had already written his own name on it.

He was just waiting for Noland Lee to fill in the blank, inscribe his own name, and the contract would be established.

Noland Lee held the contract in his hand with [Mage’s Hand], pondered for a long time, then silently rolled it up and put it into his Magic Pouch.

He hadn’t yet decided what payment he wanted from Nabby, and for now, he didn’t wish for the other party to know his name…

So, it could wait until later.

With this contract in hand, Noland Lee wasn’t afraid that after sharing knowledge now, there would be a chance of Nabby reneging on the deal later.

Nabby watched Noland Lee stow the contract, showing a momentary blank expression, and it took him two seconds to understand the other’s intention.

Joy flickered in his eyes as he looked at Noland Lee with an eager longing.

Noland Lee didn’t dawdle and promptly fulfilled his promise.