Chapter 337 - Chapter 337: Chapter 319 The Prototype of the World (2/2)

Felix suddenly understood and nodded.

“So what exactly do I need to do after I join the Reforging Church?”

“You only need to ascend to a high position within the Reforging Church and collect as much intelligence as possible,” Lilian answered calmly.

Felix nodded again to show he would definitely remember Lilian’s instructions.

He soon felt ashamed, acknowledging he was quite incapable and not particularly intelligent. Yet, he was chosen by the great Lord of the Lost—it seemed somewhat unfair to the other members of the Fischer family.

Felix thought to himself that he must accomplish this task completely—collect enough intelligence and ascend to the upper echelons of the Reforging Church.

“Okay, I’ve got it all down, Aunt Lilian.”

“That’s good.”

After Aunt Lilian left the room, Felix sat on the bed, nervous and excited. He swallowed, let out a sigh of relief, and then started to ponder what to do next.

He had just relaxed for a moment, but thinking too much now made his mind tense again.

“So what exactly should I do? Could there be oversights and accidents? What’s the situation with the Reforging Church like, and how should I disguise myself?”

Having experienced too little, yet hoping to cover every base, his mind became a mess. He couldn’t help but stand up and pace back and forth, feeling the need to alleviate the anxiety deep within him.

To ease his anxiety, Felix couldn’t resist investigating the Reforging Church. He wanted to understand all there was to know about this rising power of the recent decades overnight.

Thus, he left his room and went to Morning Light University in Nasir City, quickly entering the library of Morning Light University. He pulled a religious studies book titled “Reforging: The Archetype of the World” from the shelf.

Under the moonlight, Felix leaned against the wall reading the book.

“For followers of the Reforging Church, the world was originally a giant black sphere. It was only with power borrowed from other gods by the God of Reforging that the world was crafted into its present shape.”

“The followers of the Reforging Church believe that the current world is far from perfect; it’s filled with countless flaws. One day, the God of Reforging will descend upon the world and use infinite might to reforge everything, transforming it into an absolutely perfect world.”

“So that’s what they think. I’ve never paid attention to the ideas of these heretics before…I never imagined there would be such legends.”

Felix rarely came into contact with the beliefs of followers of other deities. After reading, he just found it all very strange.

The more information he grasped about the Reforging Church, the more relaxed he felt.

After hastily supplementing his knowledge on the many mysteries of the Reforging Church, Felix finally returned home, by which time the sky was gradually brightening.

He told the servants he wasn’t feeling well and wouldn’t have breakfast, opting to sleep straight through to noon. Then he went to bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Dreams.

Felix once again encountered that bizarre dream.

Within the strange lucid dream were still many gears and conveyor belts, with even the sky filled with numerous gears and other assorted parts.

He took a deep breath and realized that the ground beneath his feet was still desolate, consisting of large amounts of hard, black steel and stone.

“What place is this?”

“And what can be done here…”

There were many questions, but no way or possibility for answers.

Felix stood there for a long time, looking at the familiar gears, springs, conveyor belts, and many parts. He subconsciously wanted to assemble them.

In the next moment, those parts in the sky started to move and assemble together according to his will.

Huh?

Felix was stunned for a moment, suddenly realizing that he had grasped a bit of the Power of Consecution. He immediately became ecstatic!

What was happening?

In his excitement, he immediately recalled Uncle Chris’s experiences and took a deep breath.

“Wait a minute, I get it now. Could this place be a special area similar to ‘White Bones Canyon’?”

At the same time, Felix found that his energy in this place was incredibly abundant, almost as if he couldn’t get tired. He didn’t dare waste a single moment, afraid of waking up from his dream. He immediately began assembling the numerous parts floating in the sky.

The Power of Consecution was rapidly coming under his control.