Chapter 335 - Chapter 335: Chapter 317: The Dream of Reforging (2/2)

“The situation isn’t bad.”

Currently, the 2nd and 3rd railways are under construction, both originating from Nasir City. One leads to the towns in the Sunrise Lake area, while the other, much longer, extends directly to Phelps Port in the Southern East Coast Province.

If both railways could be completed, the development speed of the East Coast Province would ascend to a new level. At present, other provinces in Cyart are still in the initial stages of railway construction, and the railway from Fein City to Nasir City remains the only line in Cyart.

It was at this moment that Byrne and company saw Theo coming to greet them.

The elderly butler, still sprightly, walked up calmly and produced a letter.

“His Excellency Byrne, you have a letter.”

“Who is it from?”

The butler nodded and said, “It’s a letter from Mr. Kano.”

Byrne was momentarily taken aback, then nodded lightly and said, “I understand.”

Upon opening the envelope and reading its contents, his brow furrowed immediately. What Kano had written was indeed too horrifying.

“What on earth is this about…”

Byrne was well aware of Kano’s character. Although unsuitable for any group, his judgment and the extraordinary power he possessed were beyond question.

“From where does the danger come?”

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Inside the Fischer family estate, Felix, Byrne’s grandson and Darren’s eldest son, was sitting upright in his seat, seriously assembling a new mechanical clock.

“Whew… Done.”

He had mastered a little more of the Power of Consecution of the 2nd Rank and felt that in no more than two years, he could attempt the ascension ceremony to the 3rd Rank of the Path of Reforging.

Cold sweat had broken out on his forehead. He reached up subconsciously to touch it and found it strange at heart. For some reason, these past few days, he’d been restless deep inside, and he kept having strange dreams.

In those dreams, Felix often saw many springs and treads, as well as an abundance of gears spread across the sky.

Underneath his feet was a desolate earth, full of steel and stone.

Those springs, treads, and gears made Felix’s breathing oppressive. He always felt as if he could merge with them at any moment.

He didn’t understand what these dreams meant.

What did they mean, exactly?

However, after each dream, Felix would wake up feeling spiritually weak and physically exhausted, as if he had been through a battle.

He knew something was very wrong but didn’t know the exact reason.

“What’s happening to me? Why do I keep having these dreams?”

He raised his hand calmly, and suddenly noticed something very strange, even hair-raising.

A golden gear mark with a metallic texture was slowly emerging on the palm of his hand, seemingly a symbolic mark of the new True God, the Master of Reforging.

What shocked Felix the most, however, was that, inexplicably, it coexisted with the hidden mark of the Lord of the Lost without any rejection!

“Great Lord of the Lost, what on earth is happening?”

Meanwhile, Karl also sensed something unusual.

A certain special existence had imparted a sort of… power into Felix’s soul.