Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Chapter 539: The Arrival of the Candle Girl (5K chapter, please subscribe and vote)

"All we can say is that we have had some business dealings with each other." Walter explained calmly, his face still calm, as if he was just talking about a daily trivial matter.

Watt's survival from the Second Age to the present is largely due to his dealings with the Candle Girl.

Originally, the Candle Girl was planning to make Watt into a candle, but Watt provided too many precious items.

In the end, the Candle Girl chose to give up the idea of ​​turning Watt into a candle, and even handed her token to Watt.

Walter spread out his palm, and a half-burned candle appeared in front of everyone.

Feeling the aura of the Candle Girl, the people in the VIP seats stepped back involuntarily.

The candle in Walter's hand seemed to be the eyes of the candle girl, staring coldly at everyone present.

Lord Rat glanced at the candle in Walter's hand, and specific information appeared in Lord Rat's eyes.

[Semi-melted fat wax]

Origin: Void Crack

quality:? ? ?
Category: Exotic items
Effect: Unusable!
WARNING: Judges must never use this item!
Introduction: Candle Girl is an alien being in the void, and her existence is accompanied by many mysteries. She wanders in the cracks of the void. Most of the alien beings in the void are unwilling to contact her. Only beings such as Maosheng's Madness and the Lord of the Old Ones are equally matched with Candle Girl.

The Candle Lady is the representative of weirdness. She can appear in any place where there are candles, flames, and burning residues. She has no entity and is almost indestructible. The Judge can trade/exchange with the Candle Lady in the Samsara Paradise with the "half-melted fat wax", and the object obtained is uncertain.

The Arbiter can also try to use 'semi-melted fat wax' to trade/exchange with the Candle Maiden in the mission world. Due to the many uncertainties of the Candle Maiden, this behavior will bring unknown risks and benefits.

Price: Can be sold, traded, and not destroyed.

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After seeing the message, the corners of Lord Rat's mouth twitched involuntarily and he took a few steps back unconsciously.

Walter calmly took out a match, lit it with a light strike, and then lit the candle in his hand.

The moment the candle was lit, Walter suddenly felt dazed, and his consciousness was pulled into a strange space by a mysterious force.

When Walter woke up, he found himself in an old room of about 30 square meters.

The room was empty and old, with walls and floor a grayish-yellow color as if burned by a fire, and felt dry and rough to the touch.

Walter looked up and saw that the ceiling was densely covered with candles. Each candle was tightly attached to the ceiling, and the flames burned downwards, swaying and shining.

Walter turned his head suddenly, and a pale female face came into view.

The red lips on that face were so bright that they were almost eerie, and the two eye sockets were pitch black and bottomless.

Her head of black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, adding a touch of eerie beauty.

She was wearing a gorgeous white gown with bloodshot eyes, like a ghost from hell.

This is the Candle Girl. Her appearance made Walter’s heart tighten.

When his eyes met the Candle Girl's, the scene in front of Walter's eyes suddenly changed.

He felt as if he was being dragged into a lake of corpse water by an invisible force.

Human heads were floating in the lake, and those close to him were like piranhas attracted by the smell of blood, gnawing at his body frantically.

Watt was horrified to find that while his body was being eaten, it was actually regenerating at an astonishing speed.

However, this rebirth is not a liberation, but an endless torture.

Because every time his body grew back, those heads would pounce on him like hungry wolves and continue to eat his new flesh.

This horrific cycle seemed to have no end, and every minute of pain seemed to be infinitely stretched.

Ten minutes, ten days, ten years...time loses its meaning here, leaving only endless pain and despair.

Every time of regeneration and being eaten, Water felt unprecedented pain and torture.

His soul seemed to be torn apart and his will was crumbling in endless pain.

Finally, the light returned to Walter's eyes.

Although he had regained consciousness, the pain that penetrated deep into his bones still lingered on his body like an indelible shadow.

Due to the intense pain in the illusion, cracks appeared on his body like fragile ceramics, and blood slowly seeped out from these tiny cracks, staining his clothes with shocking patches of crimson.

As the pain gradually subsided, Walter took a deep breath.

He knew that although everything he had just experienced was an illusion, the almost real pain was enough to destroy a person's will.

If he had been deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate himself, the continued torture would probably have caused him to suffer a mental breakdown or even death.

The candle girl in front began to approach him slowly, and her head full of black hair was like active tentacles, gradually extending towards Water.

Walter's heart sank, realizing that he almost died just by looking at the Candle Girl. If he was touched by her hair, the consequences would be disastrous.

"I brought good things this time." Walter calmed his breath and negotiated carefully with the candle girl in front of him.

After hearing what Walter said, the Candle Girl's originally violent movements gradually subsided.

She seemed to be attracted by Walter's words, hesitated for a moment, and finally retracted her long black hair that was about to touch Walter.

Walter suddenly felt relieved, and an indescribable sense of relief surged in his heart.

Every negotiation with Zhunu is like a brush with death. The opponent is more difficult and dangerous than one can imagine.

Although there have been many transactions in the past, every time Walter faced the Candle Girl, he felt like he was brushing shoulders with death.

"Do you need the soul of the caster?" Walter asked tentatively again, trying to guess the Candle Girl's preferences.

After hearing the words "the soul of the caster", Zhunu's expression softened significantly.

She nodded slightly, indicating her great interest in the proposal.

For the Candle Girl, the soul of the caster contains powerful soul power and unique elemental breath, and is a precious material for making high-quality candles.

And an aging elf like Walter is no longer of much value to her.

Even if Watt were made into a candle, the burning time of the candle would be greatly reduced due to the aging of his soul and the weakening of his energy.

"Give me your coordinates and a soul candle. I know you are also in the void now." Walter took the opportunity to put forward his request.

Upon hearing this, Zhunu hesitated slightly, but finally met Walter's request.

A soft black hair and a jade-white candle appeared in Walter's hands.

The black hair contains the coordinate information of Zhunu. As long as he leaves this consciousness space, Walter can find the specific location of Zhunu through this black hair.

And that white candle was the soul candle that Walter urgently needed.

This is a secret treasure unique to the Candle Girl, which can prolong the life of the soul and keep the soul vibrant and pure.

The value of such a small soul candle is comparable to that of a planet rich in life.

After getting what he needed, Walter didn't dare to stay for a moment. He knew the danger of this consciousness space and had to get out of it as soon as possible.

Just as he was about to step out of the edge of this virtual world, Walter suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis behind him.

The Candle Girl seemed to be on the verge of losing control again. Her black hair was dancing wildly in the air like crazy tentacles, and she could attack Water at any time.

Walter's heart tightened, but fortunately he had already got what he needed. The most important thing at the moment was to escape from this dangerous place.

As he thought about it, Walter instantly left the Candle Girl's consciousness space and returned to the real world.

The people in the VIP seats were keenly aware of the change in Walter's aura. He looked much weaker and pale, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of trauma in his previous experience.

"Take this thing. It contains the coordinates of the Candle Girl. It's enough to give Sefia a hard time." Watt wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

In fact, this time Walter was just trying to make an offering. He finally had a chance to trap Arcane Eternal with a legitimate reason, so of course he would not let it go.

This time, he used the soul of the spellcaster to get a soul candle from the candle girl, so he made a fortune.

Habakak Kairi took the black hair from Watt and immediately felt the unique aura of the Candle Girl contained in it.

"Well, it looks like our Mage Sage, Lady Sephiria, is going to be in trouble again."

Habakak Kairi shook his head, skillfully marked the coordinates of the Candle Girl on the mark with mana, and then crushed the mark.

Almost at the same time, Sephiria, who was far away on the Arcane Eternal Star, felt the movement of the mark.

She quickly took out the mark and examined it, her eyes seeing a series of coordinates on it.

"Tsk, do you think I won't be able to find you if you change place?" There was a gleam of unwillingness and madness in Sephiria's eyes.

The experience in the Void Arena was like an unforgettable nightmare to her. Not only did she lose face in that competition, but she also encountered many unnecessary troubles, which filled her heart with resentment and unwillingness.

Sephiria blamed all her misfortunes on Lin Yi and Su Xiao, and her hatred towards them had reached its peak.

She stared at the coordinates in her hand and soon locked onto the corresponding location in the vast void.

She discovered that this location was actually not far from the Void Arena, only one star zone away, and was located in a remote corner that was almost forgotten.

This undoubtedly facilitated her next actions, and Sephiria couldn't help but raise a cold smile at the corner of her mouth.

She decided that this time she must make Lin Yi and Su Xiao pay the price they deserved.

"Huggins, Mary."

Hearing Sephiria's voice, two ninth-level spellcasters walked into Sephiria's room.

They are die-hard members of the Offa faction and are completely loyal to it.

No matter when and where, as long as Sefia gives an order, the two will execute it unconditionally.

"You two will lead twelve eighth-level spellcasters to this coordinate and eliminate everyone there." Sefiriya's tone revealed cruelty and determination. "Remember, the action must be secret. Don't let anyone know what you are doing."

She gave the two the coordinates sent by Habakak Kairi.

Hawkins and Mary took the coordinates without asking any questions. It was enough for them to know that that was where Sephiria's enemies were.

For them, carrying out Sephiria's orders is the highest principle. No matter what kind of enemy they face, they will destroy it without mercy.

In this way, Hawkins and Mary led twelve eighth-level spellcasters and quietly left the influence of Arcane Eternal Star through the ultra-long-distance teleportation array of the neighboring planet.

Zephiria might have thought that her plan was flawless and no one knew about it, but in fact, her every move could not escape the close surveillance of the elemental faction.

On the planet Arcane Eternal, the struggle between the elementalists and the arcane mages has long been an undercurrent, and both sides are closely watching each other's movements.

The moment Hawkins and Mary left through the teleportation array, King Lingfeng, who was far away in the Void Arena, had already received the latest information.

In response to his subordinates' inquiries, King Lingfeng simply said, "Just wait and see."

Soon, the action team sent by Sephiria arrived at the location indicated by the coordinates.

The planet indicated by the coordinates once belonged to the demon clan. It was once prosperous and full of life and vitality.

However, the forces on the planet later rebelled and chose to submit to the Feather Clan.

This act of betrayal completely enraged the demons, and they quickly sent out their troops to carry out a bloodbath on the planet.

This cruel punishment is not only a sanction against the betrayers, but also a stern warning to other members who may have different intentions.

Today, the planet is deserted and there are few living creatures.

Apart from the occasional scavengers and space pirates, almost no one else sets foot here.

Harkins quickly glanced at the coordinates in his hand and determined that the target location was in the north of the planet.

Without any unnecessary communication, the team he led immediately took action and sped towards the North Pole.

In just over ten minutes, they arrived near the North Pole.

In this desolate land, they began to carefully search for possible hidden space tunnels.

During the search, an indescribable pressure suddenly enveloped them, as if some terrifying presence appeared around them.

A spellcaster inadvertently looked up and was surprised to see a few strands of thin black hair falling from the sky. The black hair seemed to be hanging from the endless sky, carrying an indescribable weirdness and horror.

The fear in his heart surged like a tide, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

He raised his head tremblingly, only to see a pale-faced woman floating above his head.

Her cascading black hair and the gorgeous white gown with bloodshot streaks formed a strange and creepy picture against the desolate Arctic background.

The spellcaster instantly recognized her identity from her distinctive features and shouted out in horror: "Zhu...Zhu Nu!"

The other spellcasters looked up one after another, and when they saw the woman with a pale face and hanging black hair, an indescribable fear surged in their hearts.

The appearance of Zhunu made them realize in an instant that the danger of this mission was far beyond their expectations.

As the leader of the team, Huggins showed his decisiveness at this moment.

He quickly gave instructions, asking Mary to lead the spellcaster team to evacuate immediately, while he would stay behind to cover their retreat and buy time for his teammates.

Mary did not hesitate at all. She immediately led the team to escape into the distance.

She knew that facing a being like the Candle Girl, any resistance would be futile, and the only way to have a chance of survival was to escape as quickly as possible.

But plans never keep up with changes.

Huggins originally thought that he could hold out for a while in front of the Candle Girl and buy precious time for Mary and others to escape.

But the reality was much crueler, and he soon found himself trapped in a huge lake.

In the lake, Higgins felt his strength being gradually deprived, and countless human heads appeared around him, tearing at his body.

He struggled desperately, trying to escape from this strange lake, but he had lost his strength and was unable to break free.

His cries echoed in the lake, but received no response.

In the end, Huggins' body was completely eaten up by those heads, and the lake returned to calm again.

In reality, Huggins' body suddenly fell straight to the ground, like a sculpture losing its support.

The candle girl floated over, she looked down at Huggins lying on the ground, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

To her, bodies and souls filled with elemental power are supreme delicacies that can be used to make unique candles.

She waved her hand gently, and Huggins' body was taken up by the candle girl.

The candles made from the body of the caster not only contain powerful elemental power, but also have a unique soul charm.

This is also the reason why the Candle Girl traded soul candles with Watt.

On the other side, Mary suddenly sensed that Hawkins's breath had completely dissipated, and an indescribable grief and fear surged in her heart.

She had fought side by side with Hawkins for many years and knew that the other party was among the best among the ninth-level spellcasters. Even when facing an extremely powerful one, they were confident that they could barely hold out two moves.

But now Hawkins fell in just one encounter, which made her feel unbelievable, and at the same time she realized how powerful and terrifying the enemy she was facing was.

But Mary had no time to mourn or panic, for danger was approaching rapidly.

The next second, her flying figure suddenly stopped in mid-air. An invisible force bound her and made her unable to move.

Looking up, they saw that the figure of the Candle Girl had appeared in front of them without them knowing when. Her pale face and waterfall-like black hair fluttered in the wind, making her look like the incarnation of death, with an indescribable weirdness and horror.

Behind Mary, the twelve eighth-level spellcasters also felt unprecedented fear at this moment.

They had originally just accepted a seemingly simple mission and followed Mary and Higgins here, but they did not expect to encounter such a terrifying existence as the Candle Girl.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, they felt like lambs to be slaughtered, unable to fight back.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with fear and regret.

If they had known they would face such an enemy, they would rather not come.

The Candle Lady did not give Mary and the spellcasters any chance to breathe.

In the moment when Mary was stunned, several strands of black hair pierced through the bodies of the thirteen spellcasters in front of her like fine needles and threads.

The twelve eighth-level spellcasters didn't have time to put up any resistance before they were forcibly dragged into the deep and strange consciousness space of the Candle Girl.

Although Mary was very strong, she only struggled a little, looked at the Candle Girl weakly, and then sank into the illusory lake.

Her experience was exactly the same as that of Hudgens before.

In this strange lake, countless people were crowded together, biting the bodies of the spellcasters madly, as if they wanted to devour them.

The spellcasters' souls quickly dissipated as they were torn apart by these horrific human heads, and the fire of life was extinguished in an instant.

The Candle Girl collected the corpses with satisfaction.

She planned to use the bodies of these spellcasters to make a set of elemental candles for her own use after returning.

For the Candle Girl, this is a form of elevation.

(End of this chapter)