"Sure! We'll trade in the Morning Star
Leilin thought for a moment, nodded, and ended the call.
The so-called Morning Star Space was actually the Morning Star Warlock trading channel that Heber had given Leilin before—a small plane that could be conveniently connected through the Astral Gate.
It was a Morning Star Warlock trading hub and base of operations jointly built by several Radiant Moon Warlocks, and Leilin was quite interested in it.
Although his
Thinking idly about this, Leilin made his way directly to the massive honeycomb building of the Technical Department.
There, an Astral Gate was still available for preliminary testing.
"Grand Duke!" Sart, accompanied by a group of people in white coats resembling future researchers, bowed to Leilin.
"Mm! I need to use the Astral Gate here. You may all leave!" Leilin waved his hand casually, dismissing Sart and the others.
With his current status, Sart didn't dare say another word and immediately led his subordinates out, leaving the entire spacious laboratory to Leilin.
"The Astral Gate!" Leilin looked at the massive stone gate at the center, surrounded by a magical formation.
At this moment, a great mass of blue flames encircled the stone gate, forming a massive sphere of light that enveloped the entire area. If Leilin hadn't been of Morning Star rank, he might not have been able to perceive the true body of the gate, forged from genuine Astral Stone.
The stone gate was ancient and imposing, with spatial runes occasionally drifting and flowing across its surface, emanating a unique radiance.
"The Astral Plane... how vast and boundless it must be. I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to explore its limits in this lifetime..."
Leilin sighed, a vague premonition stirring within him—perhaps... the moment he fully unraveled the mysteries of the Astral Plane would also be the moment he achieved his goal and obtained immortality!
*Ding!* The Astral Gate has been activated. Please confirm coordinates!" The Chip's mechanical voice rang out.
Within the blue starlight, the massive stone gate rumbled, and what seemed like an enormous black vortex split open in its center, revealing infinite silver spatial radiance and the vast, mysterious aura of the Astral Plane.
"Go!" Leilin's hand moved, and a tiny point of light, resembling a star, descended upon the gate.
This was the Morning Star Space coordinate that
The coordinates of planes and other worlds were naturally very different from the two-dimensional coordinates of Leilin's previous life. They didn't even belong to the three-dimensional realm, but rather a continuously twisting and jumping arc, seemingly formed as a specific frequency with a certain location in the Astral Plane as its reference point.
Even with the Chip's formidable computing power, it still couldn't fully simulate this calculation process. It could only be used proficiently, not truly understood.
But the moment that star-like point of light landed upon the stone gate, a remarkable transformation immediately occurred.
*Hum! Hum!* The Astral Gate trembled, and the multitude of drifting runes simultaneously erupted with astonishing radiance. The two stone doors swung open with a thunderous boom, revealing a spatial corridor that looked like a river of stars.
"As expected! The energy consumption is extremely small! Based on the Astral Stone reserves alone, it should be able to sustain operation for at least three days!"
Leilin didn't rush to enter. Instead, he observed the data recorded by the Chip and nodded with satisfaction.
The operational principles of the Astral Gate still had to adhere to the most fundamental laws of physics—the farther the destination world, the greater the energy required. Since Morning Star Space was at the very edge of the Wizard World, the consumption was naturally minimal, virtually negligible. It was also very convenient for transporting personnel and resources.
"Hmm? Wait! This Morning Star Space is clearly a stronghold and strategic staging ground for high-ranking Warlocks!"
Leilin was suddenly struck by this realization.
With Morning Star Space serving as a central liaison point, any faction that possessed a Morning Star Warlock and an Astral Gate could, upon encountering danger, receive massive reinforcements through the Astral Gate from Morning Star Space—even having the main alliance's warlocks cross over directly to assist!
One could say that Morning Star Space, combined with the Astral Gates, formed a massive teleportation network connecting all the bloodline warlock organizations!
"What an impressive scheme! With this convenient support system and its mobile forces, it's no wonder that even though bloodline warlock organizations are spread across the entire Central Continent, their connections remain so tightly knit, with no risk of being divided and defeated..."
The more Leilin thought about it, the clearer it became, and he couldn't help but feel immense admiration for those Radiant Moon Warlocks who had first conceived and executed this plan.
Of course, the entry requirements for this teleportation network were quite high—at minimum, one needed a warlock of at least Morning Star rank and had to construct an Astral Gate.
Last time, with the Ouroboros Circle, as long as any Grand Duke had been present, they could have called for reinforcements through the Astral Gate to Morning Star Space, immediately annihilating those invaders, rather than having Leilin go up alone and risk everything.
Thinking of this, Leilin couldn't help but feel a bit rueful.
If he had obtained the Morning Star Space coordinates earlier, he wouldn't have had to fight so desperately last time, gambling everything on a stroke of luck.
But it wasn't too late now. At least the connection between the entire Ouroboros Circle and Morning Star Space had been re-established, and he could receive reinforcements at any time without having to be so cautious as before.
Leilin smiled, and a wisp of dark soul force emerged from between his brows, shooting directly into the corridor.
For his first contact with Morning Star Space, he certainly wouldn't take the risk of going in person. Besides, the energy consumption between physical travel and soul force travel was worlds apart, so naturally he needed to be frugal.
It had to be said—at times like these, Leilin was quite the stingy wizard.
This spatial traversal was swift, and the aftereffects were minimal. Leilin immersed his consciousness into the wisp of soul force he had just sent and immediately felt it pass through the Astral Gate to connect with another small alien plane.
"Outsider! This is a gathering place for Bloodline Warlocks. State your name and identity!"
The moment his soul force reached the outer perimeter of the alien plane, Leilin sensed a powerful wave of fluctuation sweeping toward him—the unmistakable bloodline aura of a fifth-level Radiant Moon Warlock, scanning his soul force without any restraint.
"A fifth-level Radiant Moon Warlock! And in their physical body! This must be the guardian stationed in Morning Star Space!" Leilin thought to himself, and his soul force immediately emitted a stream of information.
"I am Leilin Farell of the Ouroboros Circle!" At the same time, a layer of crimson light flared up on the dark soul force, carrying the faint aura of the Komoin bloodline.
A warlock's unique bloodline power, along with the distinctive presence of the Komoin Giant Serpent, were markers of his identity—labels that outsiders could never forge.
"Mm! Heber has told me about you! The bloodline power checks out! Welcome home, young one!"
The vast will immediately softened, offering Leilin a few words of encouragement before withdrawing back into the alien plane.
Leilin's soul force hesitated no longer and followed it in.
"So this is the Morning Star Space?"
A dark ray of light emerged, then coalesced into a black humanoid figure. Leilin looked around with curiosity.
He was now standing in an enormous plaza. Looking up, he could see a fractured sky, with nebulae and massive satellites visible through the enormous spatial rifts.
Some satellites were even encircled by enormous rings, larger than the sun itself, as though they might come crashing down at any moment.
Across the plaza, numerous high-ranking warlocks could be seen walking about. Compared to the small gathering from last time, Leilin now saw far more Morning Star Warlocks—some of whose bloodline origins he couldn't perceive at all.
This was the gathering place for all the high-ranking bloodline warlocks of the entire Central Continent, naturally incomparable to the last meeting.
Leilin began to observe carefully. The warlocks here were all of Morning Star rank or above, each possessing a highly distinctive aura. Some looked completely different from ordinary humans in their very appearance.
These Morning Star Warlocks were clearly not here for the first time and paid no attention to Leilin in the plaza, each attending to their own affairs.
Some had come in their physical bodies, while others, like Leilin, were merely wisps of soul force that had taken on forms of flames, orbs of light, or various other shapes.
"Paul! I've arrived!" Leilin's soul force transformed into a rune and transmitted a message through the imprint.
Almost instantly, he received a reply: "Welcome, welcome! Are you at the plaza? I'll come get you!"
A few minutes later, a massive steel puppet strode into the plaza. Its sapphire eyes shot out beams of light and immediately located Leilin's position.
Soul force identification was the primary method of recognition among Morning Star Warlocks, with very few errors.
"Haha... my friend! Since it's your first time here, I'll gift you a steel puppet afterward. Having no physical form here is a bit inconvenient, after all!"
Seeing Leilin studying his puppet, Paul laughed heartily.
Morning Star Warlocks were extremely frugal with their Astral Stone. Unless absolutely necessary, they wouldn't attempt physical travel, opting instead for soul force projection. As long as one had prepared a puppet or clone here, there was no issue at all.
"This works well enough. Aren't you going to show me around?"
The dark shadow formed by Leilin's soul force projection smiled and said.
"Of course!" The massive steel puppet immediately took the lead, each of its steps triggering localized tremors that drew the attention of numerous warlocks.
"This is Morning Star Space—the sacred ground of Bloodline Warlocks, and where our final reserves of vitality and hope reside!"
As they walked, Paul introduced the place to Leilin.
"You should already understand its functions beyond trading, right?"
"Yes. A teleportation network spanning the entire Central Continent. Truly a grand plan!" Leilin took a deep breath.