My health recovery is incredibly fast.

So here's the question...

Why use "tentacles" to describe spiritual materials?

Aren't shaman masters human beings?

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Chapter 59 The Shrine of Divantana

At dawn, Xia Zuo took Anruer to the Energy Research Institute. As soon as he arrived at the laboratory in the Bo Xing Building, he received a document and a secret message.

The document relates to a change of work location.

Starting today, he will be a researcher seconded to the Lumington Marine Laboratory, receiving his regular salary from the Poseidon Emergency Response Department, as well as an allowance from the Lumington Emergency Response Department.

Given the restrictions on researchers from other states traveling to Tambours, it is truly remarkable that Hillenburg was able to secure such a stipend.

For Xia Zuo, this was even more significant, as he could use underwater operations as a pretext to further train his body until he could no longer gain any attribute points from them.

This kind of thing, where you can not only get something for free but also receive a subsidy, is so great! We want more of it!

As Shazo tidied up his alchemy room with a smile, Hillenburg's communication ring stirred.

This secret message, originating hundreds of kilometers east of Poseidon, means that the sender sent it at least two hours earlier, around 6 a.m. Federal Time.

Meetings between academic schools of thought are very time-consuming.

But spells that alter the flow of time are the cure for all things that involve dawdling.

Hillenburg sent a confidential message this morning to some members of his marine biology research group.

The secret message mentioned that the meeting last night between the Tower Scholars, the Demon Hunter School, the Alchemist School, and the Shamanic Society had yielded results, and that Xia Zuo should go directly to the second basement floor of the Sea Castle before going to work today.

Hillenburg didn't say what to do after the meeting, but Xia Zuo could intuitively guess that they would definitely have to work overtime today.

...

It is about three kilometers east of Lumington.

The sea castle floats steadily on the sea with a majestic posture. The brilliant sunlight reflects off the wet walls, making the castle look like a radiant sea monster, inspiring awe.

However, if you look at the castle from above with the vast ocean as your canvas, you will find the Mediterranean Sea, which is born of nature, to be even more magnificent, and the man-made castle on the sea to be incredibly small in the face of nature's creation.

When Xia Zuo flew over the sea, he deliberately slowed down to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

With deep emotion, he landed on the corner tower platform and followed the path he had taken the day before to the second basement level.

The overall layout of the sea castle is somewhat similar to the emergency response headquarters buildings in various cities.

Vehicles are parked on the first basement level.

The third basement level is a highly confidential laboratory where experimental samples carry some risks; Hillenburg's marine observation room is just one of them.

The second basement level houses the offices of the heads of each research group.

Xia Zuo entered the team leader's office and waited for a short while before everyone arrived.

Besides him and Hillenburg, the other two are the bald Rexor and the cold-faced Ceretus.

"Long time no see, Master Serites." Xia Zuo bowed to the cold-faced man he hadn't seen for dozens of days.

“Hmm…” Serites looked the other person up and down, nodded in response, and still had that cold look on his face.

Hillenburg walked up to Shazo and said:

"Today's operation will be led by the two Demon Hunters, with the two of us assisting them as support personnel."

"Okay, team leader."

Hillenburg then asked, "How's your understanding of the concept of dimensions coming along?"

“I’ve memorized it all.” Xia Zuo pointed to his head, took the book out of his alchemy pouch, and returned it.

Plane science is a basic subject that is easy to learn but difficult to master.

The book on planar geometry that Hillenburg shared mainly introduced the basic knowledge of this discipline, without going into difficult topics such as planar structure, formation reasons, and planar evolution.

Therefore, Xia Zuo only spent one night to add the knowledge of the different planes to his [Knowledge Reserve].

“Very good.” Hillenburg smiled with satisfaction, affirming Xia Zuo’s memory. “We may have to go to the Thunder Sea Plane. Few members have the opportunity to go there within just two or three days of joining. This is a very rare experience.”

Today's mission is to cross dimensions? ... Xia Zuo blinked, somewhat looking forward to seeing the lightning and thunder of the Thunder Sea Dimension with his own eyes.

Hillenburg nodded to Rexol, handing over the leadership of the team.

“Let’s talk as we walk,” Rexor said, leading the group towards the first basement level. “During last night’s meeting, the chairman of the Shamanic Society’s permanent headquarters in the outer sanctuary revealed something: their Elder Nerxath wasn’t actually completely dead…”

Rexor sighed helplessly, "Well, the reality is a complete mess."

Serites scoffed twice, “Hmph... Everyone has selfish desires. Don’t be fooled by those guys who keep spouting nonsense like ‘death is an integral part of balance, and embracing balance means accepting death.’ When they’re about to die, they’ll still try to prolong their lives, even if it means crossing their own bottom line.”

Rexol shook his head and said:

"If only he were truly corrupt, we could just find him and wipe him out. The most troublesome situation is the one we're in now..."

Rexor stepped into the corridor, waved his hand to create a soundproof barrier to prevent the conversation from being leaked, and continued to speak to Shazo and Hillenburg beside him:

"Fifteen years ago, Nerxat knew through spirit magic that his lifespan was coming to an end."

"As an old guy who has lived from the previous era to the present, he knew that he would eventually face this day. He usually tells people that he has taken death lightly and will accept it calmly."

“When death truly came to greet him, his inner anxiety and unease quickly became apparent.”

"According to the chairman of the Shamanic Society, before his death, Nyoksat's father gave Nyoksat a spiritual item called the 'Divantana Shrine'."

"This tool allows the user to create a magical clone with a spirit body using parts of their own body as material."

"The clone has its own lifespan, can survive independently of the main body, and carries the main body's consciousness. After the main body decays, the clone will become the main body's second body."

"Doing this is equivalent to having two lives."

Upon hearing this, Hillenburg asked at the opportune moment:

"Why didn't Nexat's father use this item to indirectly prolong his life?"

Rexor scratched his forehead, a hint of gravity on his face. "He used it, Hellenberg. Information about Nerxat's father was sealed by the Temple because he was not a righteous figure. If you are fortunate enough to read the history of the Fourth Age, you will know about his hatred for some of the alchemists."

“These things happened too long ago, let’s not talk about them for now,” Rexol said, waving his hand.

"The magical clone created by Nexus using that item fell into the hands of the Church of the Otherworldly Demons."

"The worst part is that before this, Nyxat's main body had already died, and his consciousness was completely carried by the magical clone, which is equivalent to him joining the Church of the Otherworldly Demons."

"As for why the Church of the Otherworldly Demons gained control over magical clones... I won't go into details, it's a complete mess."

"More than just a tangled mess, hmph." Serites said sarcastically from the side:

"The whole incident is a classic scene from an aristocratic ethical drama."

"Nyoxat didn't tell his son that he possessed the [Divantana Shrine], but his son had an affair with his mistress and found out about it from her."

"And then, well, you can probably guess, the son and his father's mistress conspired to kill his own father, but failed to obtain the Divantana shrine and ended up being imprisoned by the Shaman Society."

"Neoxat, on the other hand, was pushed into the abyss of depravity by his own son and was forced to become a prisoner of the church."

Serites looked at the speechless Shazo and Hillenburg and muttered:

"If you ask me, people shouldn't be too comfortable, and they shouldn't eat too much."

"After the Shamans joined the Temple, they lived too comfortably, with nothing to do all day long. While we were out fighting the demons, they were comfortably holed up in the rear, enjoying their freedom."

"You alchemists are much better. We're both stationed at headquarters, but you can do experiments and help out. The shamans just know how to enjoy themselves. They're a bunch of useless trash."

When Xia Zuo heard the other party's long string of words, he almost burst out laughing. Given Serites' personality, the fact that he could criticize the Shaman Society like this meant that he must have been harboring resentment for a long time. Now that he had a chance to vent his frustrations, how could he not let it all out?

Rexor, who is usually cautious in his words and actions, did not stop his companion, which suggests that he had been unhappy with the Shamanic Society's actions for a long time.

Hillenburg glanced at Xia Zuo, who had a strange expression and was trying hard to suppress a laugh, and asked:

"What exactly is it that left those strange eggs around the base? Why is the base attacked every time those eggs appear?"

"Ha!" Serites chuckled maliciously. "Who else could it be? It's that old bastard Ner'xath, of course..."

"Ahem..." Rexor coughed a few times, interrupting his companion's words.

"Alright, we'll discuss the specifics once we're in the diving room; it's still just our speculation." Serites straightened his face, reverting to his usual indifferent demeanor. "In any case, if our journey today goes smoothly, we'll be able to resolve this mess."

Rexor reached out and pressed his hand against the glass wall of a diving chamber, channeling energy into it to activate the magic circle within the wall, thus gaining control of the diving chamber.

The four entered the diving room. Shazo and Hillenberg put on alchemical diving suits, while Rexor and the other activated their elemental bodies.

The two Witcher Masters look somewhat similar, both using black dragon scales of some kind of dragon as the elemental armor plates of their bodies, and using soft yet tough dragon skin and dragon tendon stitching as the joints.

The helmet is distinctly Fourth Age style, made of hard enchanted metal wrapped in dragon skin, covering the head and neck completely, leaving only a straight observation hole for the eyes, and breathing holes for the cheeks and mouth.

They distinguished themselves by the armbands on their arms.

Rexor's armband is purple, while Ceretus's is red. The armbands are made of a special material that emits a bright light in the dark seawater, serving as a form of illumination.

The four-person diving chamber has an underwater camouflage function. As Rexor presses a few buttons on the control panel, invisible magical energy flows within the glass walls, covering the diving chamber with a light gray shell that blends perfectly with the dark environment.

Avoiding the researchers working on the field, Xia Zuo's diving chamber descended to the depths of the dark zone. The surroundings were completely silent, with only the clicking of the pressure gauge reminding the four of their current depth.

“Shazo, come here, hold this, and then activate the poison sensor.” Rexol beckoned the other to his side and pointed to the metal grip in front of him, saying, “This is an alchemical tool that can greatly enhance the detection range. You can use it to increase your detection range to 2 kilometers.”

Xia Zuo gripped the handle, his eyes gleaming with a bright green light. Just as the bald man had said, his field of vision instantly increased several times over. Although it was still dark, he could barely see all the places within 2 kilometers in the dark. Except for those places that were blocked by obstacles or located in caves, he could see all the other places clearly.

"Hilenburg, your task is to operate the diving room, guide Shazo, and use the orb to help him detect traces of the toxin."

Rexol gave up his console position to make room for the future master of marine alchemy. "You know this area very well, so you'll be in charge of this job. Make sure to search every location within 20 kilometers of the dimensional rift. Serites and I will be responsible for detecting any possible dimensional rifts."

"Master, could you describe the characteristics of the target you are searching for?" Hillenburg adjusted his glasses.

“Keep this confidential.” Rexol held up one finger, his gaze shifting back and forth between Shazo and Hillenburg, and said:

"What we're looking for might be an adult deep-sea turtle."

"It is about the size of an adult, and appears bright red under a searchlight. There may be toxins in its jaw and tail."