Game World: I Can Share Talents

Chapter 176 - 174: An Emerging Chaotic Scene

Duke Qinghui, of course, was delighted to accept Hecate’s request to join them.

He had originally just planned on getting an Anti-Chaos System for free. But now, he had managed to raise his standing with the Miss Witch, prompting her to join his faction and even bring her own resources. This was undoubtedly a much better outcome.

After all, the Red-haired Witch represented, to some extent, the will of the Witch Council. If she became an ally, the process of incorporating the Ring of Clear Skies would undoubtedly be much simpler.

Hecate was a woman of her word. The day after making her promise to Westheid, she brought all her Apprentices to Purity Forest and began setting up the [Circle of Clear Skies].

To construct the defensive mechanism of the [Circle of Clear Skies], towers had to be built first to serve as nodes. With a grand wave of his hand, Westheid allocated resources and space specifically for the Ring of Clear Skies to construct them.

With this influx of resources, the first tower shot up from the ground in just a few short days. The silver-gray structure stood over two hundred meters tall, straight and imposing. At its very peak, a core maintained by numerous Techniques emitted colorful ripples that vanished into the sky, forming a translucent arc.

"After the tower is built and the ritual is complete, the sky within a large circular area, with the tower at its center, will be filled with diluted Demon Power. The difficulty lies in calibrating the distribution of this Demon Power to ensure the Domain within the area of effect is perfectly neutralized. After all, we are using the power of Demons. Even if it is a form of the Power of Order, it’s best if it isn’t overly concentrated."

At the foot of the tower, Liliana was explaining the principles behind the [Circle of Clear Skies] to Westheid.

This was at Westheid’s request. Whether honing his martial arts or acquiring new knowledge, he never slackened in his pursuit of self-improvement for even a single day.

With the grand ambition of achieving Ascension to godhood, Westheid would not allow himself the slightest bit of indolence... That said, he often found ways to enjoy himself while growing stronger.

Westheid stroked his chin and chuckled. "Because when it comes to its corrupting influence, the Power of Order is just as potent as Chaos, if not more so. Right?"

Liliana nodded. "Exactly. The permeation of a Celestial God’s Power of Order creates Law. A Divine Ancestor can naturally place unconditional trust in the subjects of their Realm of Order, but one must be extremely cautious when dealing with Demons."

"The tower... and the sky. Tsk, tsk. Chaos is completely and utterly countered by this," Westheid remarked with a sigh.

The coolly beautiful Witch Apprentice glanced at Westheid, a hint of surprise in her eyes, and said:

"Yes. The concept of the Sky is an absolute counter to Chaos, because the source of Chaos comes from the Earth. ’The pure ascends to become the heavens, while the turbid descends to become the earth.’ This is the most ancient principle concerning Chaos, passed down from the Celestial Vault Kingdom."

’The Celestial Vault Kingdom...’

The mention of this most powerful and ancient Realm of Order made Westheid inevitably think of the Divine Ancestor of the Celestial Vault People: the [Venerable Master of the Azure Heaven].

It wasn’t just the people of the Mortal World who knew very little about the [Venerable Master of the Azure Heaven]; even in the *Poem of Destiny*, there was scant information about this Celestial God. However, because of the [Master of Extinction], Westheid was deeply curious about the [Venerable Master of the Azure Heaven].

He was certain that the Great Demon who had granted him [Shadow-Born] was connected to the [Venerable Master of the Azure Heaven]. ’But what exactly is their relationship?’

Seeing Westheid suddenly fall silent, Liliana misunderstood his quietness and quickly said:

"Although we’ve done our best to mitigate the influence of the Demon Power, the area affected by the [Circle of Clear Skies] will still have a side effect: the weather will be perpetually locked in a state of clear skies... But please rest assured. According to our research and practical application, the side effects are limited to just that. There won’t be any further impact."

"Hah? And we’re just supposed to take your word for it? Heretics can’t be trusted!"

Before Westheid could speak, a huffy voice piped up.

Shamuel came stomping up the stairs, dressed in a gothic lolita dress. The steps were a bit too high for her, so the young girl with long, flaxen hair had to use both her hands and feet to climb.

Even so, she quickly arrived before Westheid and Liliana, trying her best to sound fierce.

"We of the [Branch of Prosperity] have battled Chaos for so long. We know full well that only the pure Holy Spirit Power is trustworthy! Who knows what consequences the techniques of you heretics will bring?"

Shamuel had been unhappy with the Witches ever since the first day of the tower’s construction.

While most people had their reservations about Demon Practitioners, the ones who were most displeased were undoubtedly the faction from the Shadow Flame Territory.

The defense against Chaos had previously been the responsibility of the Shadow Fire Technicians. Even though Westheid had explained his reasoning for replacing them time and again, the young girl was still sulking.

Shamuel wasn’t afraid of hardship or adversity. As a member of the Shadow Flame Clan, she would gladly endure any suffering or exhaustion as long as it was in the fight against Chaos. From the perspective of the Shadow Flame People, Westheid’s actions felt distant. ’Not working us to the bone is the same as looking down on us!’

Westheid completely understood this sentiment, so he sidestepped the issue. Shamuel must have sought him out for a reason. Thus, Duke Qinghui immediately changed the subject.

"Shamuel, what is it?"

At the mention of official business, Shamuel’s angry expression vanished. She snapped to attention and reported:

"The workshop for the large-scale constructs is complete. As per your requirements, the fabricated constructs are capable of traversing complex terrain and can be equipped with multiple weapons platforms and protective Techniques. They will be more than capable of handling the battles to come."

"Excellent! So efficient! That’s my people, all right."

Westheid said admiringly, patting Shamuel’s head and lavishing her with praise:

"I really don’t know what I’d do without you, Shamuel."

The young girl’s fiery eyes narrowed into slits, and she let out a contented purr like a kitten. Forgetting herself in her delight, she giggled.

"Ehehehe..."

Just when Westheid thought he had successfully placated Shamuel, Liliana took the initiative, linking her arm with Duke Qinghui’s. She raised her delicate face and gazed adoringly at the man’s handsome profile.

"Duke Qinghui, are you free later? There are some... subjects I was hoping to consult you about."

Westheid: "Subjects? Hmm... Is that all right with Hecate? Didn’t she forbid you from conducting further research with me?"

Liliana: "Teacher no longer objects... Although she didn’t say anything, I can tell she’s taken a liking to you as well, Duke Qinghui."

"Well, I don’t mind either way."

’Ugh... so she’s using seduction? How shameless!’

With Westheid’s attention stolen from her, the flames in Shamuel’s eyes blazed brighter, making it impossible to tell if they burned with jealousy or rage.

The young girl ground her teeth and clenched her fists.

’Ah, of course. If she’s using her looks to seduce him, Duke Qinghui will definitely fall for it. That explains it, that explains everything.’

Westheid: "..."

’Hey, could you not say the quiet part out loud? And what kind of image do you have of me, anyway?!’

Shamuel glanced down at her own flat chest, then noted her height barely reached Westheid’s sternum. On the verge of tears from frustration, she beat her chest and stamped her foot.

"Argh! It’s a pity, a shame, a crime! If only I were a few years older, would I let some hussy seduce Duke Qinghui?!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Shamuel also rushed forward and grabbed one of Westheid’s arms.

"Duke Qinghui! Duke Qinghui, you can’t be fooled by that wicked woman! Heretics can’t be trusted, can’t be trusted, can’t be trusted!"

The Witch Apprentice arched her fine brows and hugged the man’s arm even tighter.

"You’re being unreasonable! What do you know about the business Duke Qinghui and I have to attend to?!"

Just as Westheid was being pulled in two directions by Shamuel and Liliana, another expert ascended the steps.