Chapter 330 Eternal Furnace

If we use relatively concise language to describe the current state of Carl and Claw Dream Spirit, it is probably: their memories constitute their flesh and blood, and their personalities constitute their bones.

Although both of them now have the appearance of creatures, in fact, this is just the external form given by Carl's consciousness.

The struggle between the two is essentially the mutual devouring and influence of the two consciousnesses.

And the behavior of Claw Dream Spirit attacking his own bones can be regarded as a self-attack of his own consciousness.

This may involve some theories on the spiritual level, which Carl does not understand, but this does not prevent him from using it.

Approaching the body of Claw Dream Spirit again, Carl slid and came directly to the opponent's abdomen.

A dozen eyes looked at Carl in unison, but no claw attacked him.

'Sure enough, he deliberately let this guy's eyes go so easily before. Obtaining a large amount of the opponent's memory in a short period of time will also affect the personality. He should have intended to use this method to influence me at the beginning. '

The thought flashed through Carl's mind, and Carl raised the power armor arm armor in his hand.

"Bang! Bang!"

Lightnings spurted out one after another, and eyes exploded on the spot.

The claw dream spirit let out a miserable howl again, and then staggered and rolled to the side.

Countless points of light swarmed around Carl. They were the countless memories carried by the claw dream spirit, which were enough to easily break through the cognition of any ordinary person and make it assimilated by the nightmare spirit.

But just when the claw dream spirit was expecting Carl to be assimilated by the memory, these memories did not drill into Carl's body, but instead flowed into the arm armor, and the power armor on Carl's body surface grew rapidly.

"Impossible! How can you use my personality to create mental defense! This is a skill that only dream spirits can do! This part of my memory is not missing, where did you get it from!"

Finally, the nightmare spirit who had always pretended to be an unintelligent monster spoke.

At the same time, the carapace on his body began to quickly cover those eyes and arms, and then the whole spirit turned into a big blue-black crab.

Obviously, after Carl mastered some skills that made him afraid, he adjusted his strategy and no longer tried to interfere with Carl with his extra memories, but prepared to forcibly devour Carl with real swords and guns.

"Humph! You ask me and I have to answer?"

With a cold snort, Carl pulled away and fired two more pulse cannons at the claw dream spirit.

But the defense of the big crab, which had re-condensed its shell, suddenly became strong. After two attacks, there was no trace on the opponent's surface.

'This won't work! We must find a way to mobilize the power of this dream. I remember that at the beginning...'

Unlike the dream world of the first and second layers, the third layer of dream where Carl is now located cannot directly materialize what he imagines.

For quite a long time, Carl felt that this was the embodiment of his own spiritual camp, the machine represented order, and the deformed flesh and blood represented chaos.

But now the situation has changed. The memory and personality of the claw dream spirit have been reshaped by Carl into power armor, so Carl feels that this dream may still hide a power that he does not understand.

With a thought in his mind, Carl suddenly temporarily released his control over his psychic energy.

This was something he would never do before, because in the third-level dream world, such behavior meant that the dream was going wild.

Sure enough, as soon as he let go of control, the world around him suddenly changed.

The mechanical land suddenly expanded, and the clock dial like a cloth spread its wings and flew like a bird.

Everything became bizarre.

"Are you crazy! Without psychic energy! The self-dream world will become distorted, and you will become a lunatic!"

In the distance, the voice of the claw dream spirit sounded intermittently. Carl looked at it intently and found that this guy was like a duckweed at this time, unable to control himself, and could only barely hang on something to support himself.

Carl closed his eyes and thought, and then suddenly he had an epiphany.

'I am the master of this dream. I don't use psychic energy, and this guy can't use it either. Without psychic energy, he is just a group of foreign memories and personality.

If his body can continue to infiltrate power into this place, I will give up resistance without using psychic power, but he is now in my territory and must follow my rules! ’

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense to Carl.

As his mood fluctuated, the rotating hour hand, dial and bizarre scenery began to expand and merge.

At a certain moment, Carl suddenly felt that a strange power was born in his body.

This power was very consistent with his life on Earth, but it was also very close to the power of psychic power.

The illusory clock shadow slowly emerged from behind him, and the sound of gears turning and the roaring bells echoed throughout the dream.

The psychic power started again, and Carl, whose body was distorted, turned back into a humanoid covered with power armor.

The surrounding land changed accordingly, and mechanical structures such as clocks, gears, and pointers pulsated like living things. The bizarre dream of machinery and distorted flesh and blood had completely merged.

And just in front of Carl, the previous claw dream spirit was gradually disintegrating.

His flesh and blood turned into light spots, and his bones barely supported him.

Raising his hand, Carl fired another pulse cannon.

The bones shattered, and then, along with the light spots turned into flesh and blood, they were thrown into Carl's power armor.

In an instant, the power armor began to grow crazily.

When they first started, they were still proliferating wantonly, as if they, like the surrounding scenery, had become a fusion of machinery and flesh and blood.

But when they proliferate to a certain extent, they begin to change towards Carl's Optimus Prime mecha.

Carl felt as if he and the mecha were integrated.

He is not just a pilot who sits inside the mecha and is responsible for providing energy and operations, but has completely become the core and thinking center of the entire mecha.

He could even feel the touch of the mecha, as if the mecha had become a part of his body.

It is said that the Sword Immortals can combine man and sword into one, but Karl feels that he is similar to the Sword Immortals, and seems to have reached the state of man and machine becoming one.

The shadow of the clock behind him has now become golden, and is as high as his current body of Optimus Prime.

If the special effect of the metal watch band rotating around is added, Carl even feels that he can go to the Kamen Rider Studio to make a guest appearance as the King of Demons.

At this moment, Karl felt that his spiritual energy began to extend toward the surroundings.

He saw Hope, Mitris and everything around him again, and he could even see Nia and Shadow flying over anxiously in the distance.

However, because the flow of time between the dream world and the outside world is different, their movements seem to be slowed down hundreds of times.

Closing his eyes, Karl tried to wake up, but suddenly lost consciousness, and his whole body was shrouded in darkness.

…

I don’t know how much time passed before Carl woke up leisurely.

He was expecting that his girlfriends would pounce on him en masse, greet him with greetings, and make promises that they had firmly refused before.

But just when he wanted to move, he found that he was already tied to the mast of the bronze wooden warship, and was guarded by Hope, Mitris, Nia and Shadow.

"What's going on with you? Murdering your husband?"

Blinking, Karl felt that his body had been healed and was a little confused for a moment.

At this moment, he saw Nia walking over with a serious face.

"You must prove that you are Karl now! We have already contacted Elise. She said that the psionic warlock committed suicide by using his own life to release the incubus spirit into reality to possess the enemy. We have no way to confirm you. Is it Carl or the Incubus, or...is it Carl who was contaminated by the Incubus?"

Hearing Nia's analysis, Karl felt relieved but also felt aggrieved.

Naturally, they were happy because Nia and the others would be in chaos if they didn't care, and they could still try to control the situation.

What was frustrating was that he really couldn't prove what the other party said. After all, no matter how he explained it, he couldn't rule out his own suspicion.

It's better to return to Storm Bay and have Elise check it out.

Thinking of Storm Bay, Carl's face suddenly froze.

It was probably this keyword that triggered the memory of the incubus, and a series of memories were now emerging in his mind.

These include part of the plans of the Riedro spies in Storm Bay, information about the steward who betrayed the Lynland family, and... and their true goals!

"Uh-huh!"

The tight rope was broken free by Karl using his spiritual power. He covered his forehead and said to Mitrice, who was trying to subdue him: "We will talk about it after confirming the authenticity of my personality. Now I tell you to remember!"

Seeing that he didn't look like he wanted to escape, Nia nodded, and then called the dwarf to record Karl's words.

The dwarfs of the Sivis family are all excellent scribes and transcribers. Although Karl's speech speed is not slow, this dwarf has the help of another dragon-marked magic weapon, the transcription pen, and he can remember quickly and accurately.

When I heard Karl say: "The real target of Ruiyi Drow is the ruins of the Giant King that are suspected to have been opened, the eternal furnace on the other side of the Eye of the Storm in the Lonely Mountain," this man has a certain status within the Sivis family. The dwarf was stunned for a moment.

"Wait a minute! What did you just say? The Forge of Eternity? Xen'drik also has a Forge of Eternity?!"

Because he was so surprised, the dwarf even forgot to control the dragon-marked magic weapon, causing the quill to fall directly on the notebook, leaving a large ink mark.

"You know the Forge of Eternity? What is that? Sounds like an energy core."

Even Karl, the artificer of Arkanix, had never heard of the so-called eternal furnace, and the incubus only had such a term in his memory, without any more specific description.

It was hard for Karl to believe that the dwarf in front of him who was afraid of death actually knew such a thing.

Seeing that Karl didn't seem to believe it, the dwarf took a deep breath and then introduced.

"The Eternal Forge is an amazing thing. Why do you think Khorvaire's technology has developed so fast? It is said that the ancestors of mankind found the remains of an Eternal Forge, so they launched the Eternal Forge on the continent of Khorvaire. Home.”