Card Apprentice Daily Log Chapter 2249 Strongest Ruler Class

Chapter 2249 Strongest Ruler Cla.s.s

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Lil Red Storm Planet, Unspecified

Even the Field Marshal understood the grave consequences of attempting to mine resources from the Lil Red Storm realm, a desolate realm unfit for the survival of any form of sentient life. After all, at this moment, they were the invading aliens, not the helpless natives. This gave the Field Marshal, who had stepped out of the Card World for the first time, a fresh perspective. She was finally beginning to understand Wyatt's words to her: "Don't limit yourself to the concept of 'my world"; expand it to 'my myriad realms." This gave her the resolve to mine the Lil Red Storm realm, even at the risk of their lives.

Soon, the duo arranged the s.p.a.ce furnace barrier array formation, covering the deposit of LSG. They placed sufficient soul energy stones in the array's soul energy gathering section to kickstart the array formation, ensuring it would function flawlessly while sustaining itself by gathering soul energy from the atmosphere. Wyatt looked at the Field Marshal and initiated the array formation, saying, "Moment of truth."

The array formation started smoothly, without any hiccups, displaying maximum efficiency in all its functions-from mining to refining and storing the refined LSG. Meanwhile, the Field Marshal and Wyatt braced themselves for any reaction from the Lil Red Storm realm, having no idea how mild or severe it would be. However, to their astonishment, the array formation had mined almost 1 kg of LSG, yet there was no reaction from the realm's will. Everything appeared normal.

"It seems we were worried over nothing-"

"No, don't say it!"

Hearing the Field Marshal about to trigger a flag, Wyatt hurriedly tried to interrupt her, but it was too late. She had uttered the cursed words that, in any movie or TV show, would spell a series of disasters for the protagonist and his merry band of friends. As he waited for the consequences, nothing happened, leaving him amazed. "What's wrong?" the Field Marshal asked, confused by Wyatt's sudden outburst. Seeing how serious he seemed, she waited, but when nothing happened, she couldn't help but question his reaction.

"I don't know, something should have gone wrong by now. It's all happening too smoothly," Wyatt replied, surprising the Field Marshal. Skeptical, she asked, "Do you want things to go badly?"

"No, that's not what I meant. I just have a feeling that something isn't adding up. Hold

on, let me check something." With that, Wyatt suddenly went silent, focusing on the spiritual plane, using his spiritual body that existed simultaneously with his physical form in the physical plane.

In his spiritual form, Wyatt gazed deep into the womb of the Lil Red Storm realm, using his primordial soul pupils to search for its rule streams and, ultimately, the realm's will hidden behind them. However, to his shock, the womb of the Lil Red Storm realm was barren. There were no rule streams. Instead of the realm's will, he found a core-more accurately, a celestial array formation core.

As Wyatt a.n.a.lyzed the core further to understand what was happening, he was horrified to discover that the core was the will of the realm. Someone or something had refined the entire realm's will into a celestial array formation core. In other words, the Lil Red Storm realm was dead.

The realm's celestial array formation was not natural but an artificial one. This meant that someone or something had not only killed the realm's celestial will and refined it into a core but had also rearranged its multiple moons, suns, and planetary rings to create an artificial celestial array formation that would attracted meteors or asteroids pa.s.sing throught its range into the realm, extracted their resources, and buried them within the realm's crust.

Wyatt realized that all his previous a.s.sumptions about the realm were wrong. There were no sentient life forms living there because they had most likely been slaughtered by the same ent.i.ty that had killed the realm's will and refined it into a celestial array formation core.

The realm may not have been small to begin with; it could have lost most of its ma.s.s during the battle with the ent.i.ty that killed it. Or, the same ent.i.ty may have carved the realm to fit its artificial celestial array formation. Recalling that the multiple elliptical plantery rings of this realm were unusually too large for the realm of this size, Wyatt strongly believed that the realm was a lot bigger even before it was used as a ingredient in the creation of an artificial celestial array formation.

Now it made sense why the realm's will hadn't reacted to their arrival-it was long dead and had been refined into a celestial array formation core. That also explained why it hadn't responded when he arranged the s.p.a.ce furnace barrier array formation to mine the resources buried in the crust.

This meant that the celestial array formation wasn't collecting resources for the realm's will but for its killer-the creator of the celestial array formation. The function to hide from the myriad realms was designed to conceal the ent.i.ty's actions from thieves like them.

Wyatt's spiritual form s.h.i.+vered in fear as he realized this. Understanding that the ent.i.ty capable of such a feat must be a ruler cla.s.s being, and seeing how it used the entire realm's will to refine it into a celestial array formation, Wyatt knew it had to be one of the strongest among the ruler cla.s.s of the myriad realms. No wonder this realm wasn't registered with the devil merchant code.

Realizing that he was not only trespa.s.sing on such an powerful ent.i.ty's territory but also stealing from it, Wyatt knew things were about to get bad for him and his accomplish Field Marshal Heatsend.

"f.u.c.k, f.u.c.k, f.u.c.k!" Wyatt swore as he returned to his physical form. The Field Marshal frowned but, instead of scolding him for his language, waited for him to sort out his emotions and explain the situation.

"f.u.c.k! I've been duped, big time." Wyatt looked at the confused Field Marshal and informed. The latter was further confused not getting enough details and enquired, "What do you mean?"