I have a Synthesizer

【 Synthesizing, please wait 3600, 3599… 】

【 Prompt: Even after the countdown finishes, the results of this synthesis need to be extracted in the material world. 】

This was the first time Klein had seen such a slow synthesis. Even relatively complex biological syntheses like the Bottled Creature only took about 10 minutes.

This time, it took him a full hour. Logically, the synthesizer should be a very precise item. Unless the properties were very special, it shouldn't take this long.

“I’m actually looking forward to it! The Book of God-Slaying!”

Klein continued to wander on the platform of the will carriers. Given the current situation, physical combat professions might not have any good solutions.

Because even if their strength was similar to Klein's, they didn't have the means to truly threaten these so-called Eight Pillar Gods. Whether it was Battle Qi or martial force attacks, the effects on these consciousness carriers were minimal.

He and the Empress were actually very close in terms of quality. Perhaps there was still some difference, but not by much. The difference between the two was still in quantity, one being 1000 and the other 100,000, or something like that.

These gods' consciousness carriers were all very weak. In front of Klein at this moment, they were like chickens waiting to be slaughtered.

Klein walked up to one of the consciousness carriers and stopped, reaching out his hand.

A series of deafening laughter rang in Klein's ears.

“Hahahaha!”

This time, what appeared was a very tall man, strong and sturdy, that was the feeling he gave Klein.

“What are you laughing at?”

“It’s been many years since anyone has spoken to me. This is a pleasant thing, hahahaha!”

This person's laughter was somewhat demonic, making Klein unable to help but laugh a few times along with him.

“Heh heh, if I told you that I came to kill you, would you still continue to laugh?”

“I’m already dead, and I’ve long been devoured. Killing me here is nothing more than the dissipation of consciousness.”

Klein nodded:

“That makes sense. What’s your name?”

“My name is Osbert.”

… …

“Hey? Klein? Are you alright? Did something happen?”

Gahor muttered as he circled around Klein a few times. Klein had been in the inheritance state for more than an hour, which was far longer than the normal inheritance of will.

The inheritance process of the Fighter Registry was a stream of information of soul will. If it wasn't much, it could be completed within 1 minute.

Even Gahor himself, who had inherited multiple fighting techniques and skills, had only spent less than 20 minutes in total.

This was the first time he had seen Klein's situation of being inside for more than an hour. He felt that something was wrong.

“Could this guy have been crushed by Kumironi's will? It wouldn’t be that tragic, would it?”

Gahor stood beside Klein with some hesitation. Normally, this kind of inheritance shouldn't be disturbed, but he just couldn't stay idle. He had been nagging beside Klein for a long time.

“It wasn't easy to find such a good seedling. It would be a pity if he died. Okay, I'll wait another half an hour. If he doesn't come out by then, I'll wake him up.”

Gahor made a decision and sat back down to continue waiting for Klein's inheritance.

… …

In the consciousness space, Osbert seemed straightforward and like a rough man, but Klein understood that this guy was much more slippery than Isparud and Kumironi.

His words were always impeccable, and almost all of them were in line with what Klein said, making Klein feel inexplicably comfortable.

However, Klein wasn't the kind of person who would wave his hand after hearing a few nice words. He stared at Osbert and asked:

“You know that since I've come here, I won't easily let go. You at least have to let me get something.

For example, Kumironi let me obtain the power of inheritance, and Isparud had the remnant of the God's Heart. Otherwise, I'm not easy to talk to, and it wouldn't be good to harm the innocent.”

Klein was now skilled at doing this kind of threatening and extortion. Even if the other party was a former god, he didn't have any psychological burden when extorting them.

Osbert raised his eyebrows. Klein's greed and straightforwardness made him very uncomfortable. All the nice words he had said before were wasted. However, he also knew that the person in front of him wasn't so easily fooled.

“In the center of the Tiris Continent, there is a lake. My weapon is sleeping at the bottom of the central lake. If you go out, you can go and take it.”

“Tiris Continent?”

“That is the continent you are on now! It used to be called Tiris.”

Klein nodded slightly. He didn't question the truth of this matter, because he had other things to ask the other party.

“There is also one more thing. The humans of the previous era were so glorious, but how did they eventually perish?”

After Osbert was silent for a while, he slowly said:

“It was because of the Cradle.”

“Cradle?”

“The Cradle refers to the World Will that we once obtained, which was in the hands of our Eight Pillar Gods and had different uses. Before the humans launched a war against the gods, we had already placed the Cradle in the Land of Truce of the Gods.

In the end, the gods could not resist the slaughter of humans. The last three of us gods returned to the Land of Truce of the Gods and activated the Cradle.

The three of us were me, Osbert of Earth, Yakadikto of Wealth, and Ehkator of Luck.”

When Osbert said these things, Klein suddenly felt like he was about to leave this world. Was it because he knew some information that he shouldn't have known?

He knew that he didn't have much time left, so he immediately asked:

“The Cradle is the World Will? What is its specific function?”

“The Cradle has many meanings, but when it is fully gathered together, its function is to restart everything.

It can erase the will of all living beings, unless an individual's strength is strong enough, or they have the protection of powerful energy. Otherwise, no one can resist this restart.

After the Cradle was activated, the human civil war broke out, and the three of us also died because of using the Cradle. Naturally, we don't know what happened afterward…”

“Where is the Land of Truce of the Gods?”

When Klein asked this question, his body had a tearing sensation. He felt that his body had begun to become substantial, and it seemed that he could no longer exist in this space.

“It is in the lost Ival…”

This was Osbert's last voice.