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In the monitoring room, several research personnel had been watching the numbers that appeared on the screen, immediately reporting the situation.

In the past, the energy extraction device at the research institute had only approached its limit in rare instances.

Fang Heng had heard the urgent voice from the walkie-talkie and shrugged.

It seemed there was indeed no way around it.

The mechanical extraction efficiency had been too low, and with the losses in the process, it would be easier to let Abe Akaya simply absorb the energy directly.

Just as he was thinking this, the walkie-talkie crackled again with an urgent voice.

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“Supervisor, the control machine has overheated. We need to temporarily stop the energy extraction.”

“Mm.”

Guillermo had nodded slightly, signaling to halt the extraction of the demonic seed’s power.

The energy crystals in the entire underground domain had dimmed rapidly.

“Mr. Fang, the method we are currently using involves stimulating the demonic seed to release some of its origin power, and then we attempt to harness that power. However, the energy from the demonic seed is extremely difficult to control, and once the flow rate becomes too high, it can negatively impact the instruments, making them uncontrollable.”

Guillermo had shaken his head as he spoke, sighing, “If only we could find the Book of Greleng.”

Fang Heng had looked on with some confusion and asked, “What do you mean?”

“Within the Book of Greleng, there are certain magic arrays left by the ‘Jealousy’ demonic seed. It is said that the ‘Jealousy’ demonic seed is controlled through these runes. If we can find these magic arrays, we’ll be able to manipulate the demonic seed’s power much more easily.”

Beside them, Ge Tianyu nodded and said, “This is one of the reasons we’ve been seeking the Book of Greleng. However, the president seems to believe that it contains hidden methods to deal with the Jealousy demonic seed. Once we obtain the Book of Greleng, everything will fall into place.”

“Mm, I understand. If luck is on our side, we might have the Book in our hands by tomorrow,” Fang Heng thought, then added, “But right now, I have an idea.”

“What is it?”

“Chi, chi, chi…”

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Suddenly, they heard a rustling sound as vines scraped quickly against the ground.

In an instant, a mass of vine bodies surged toward the crystals and the nearby Hell Gate.

Abe Akaya’s vines rapidly enveloped the Hell Gate and covered the entire magic array below.

“What is this…?”

Guillermo, seeing the vines attached to the Hell Gate, felt a surge of doubt and turned to Fang Heng.

Fang Heng raised his right hand and gently snapped his fingers.

“Snap!”

In the next moment, a red light erupted from the gaps in the vines surrounding the Hell Gate!

What!

Guillermo’s pupils constricted in shock.

The intensity of the Hell Gate was rising rapidly!

It was because of those vines!

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Ge Tianyu also cast a wary glance at Fang Heng, his eyes filled with extreme caution.

“Fang Heng, what have you done?”

“I think it’s energy infusion!”

Guillermo fixed his gaze on the magic array beneath the Hell Gate, his expression serious as he suppressed his excitement, “We’re extracting the power from the controlled demonic seed and infusing it into the Hell Gate and the magic array. This is the same as our previous connection, but this time, we’re using vine creatures as a bridge, significantly reducing the losses in the process.”

“Exactly,” Fang Heng nodded lightly and continued, “The scalability of vine creatures far surpasses that of mechanical devices and crystals. We haven’t even approached their limits yet.”

Guillermo suddenly turned to Fang Heng, eyes wide with disbelief.

They hadn’t reached the limit yet!

This intensity was already double that of their previous efforts to activate the Hell Gate!

If they could increase it further, the Hell Gate’s strength could rise at least another tier.

The strength, tier, and speed of the summoned hell creatures would undergo a substantial transformation!

“Really?”

Fang Heng looked at Guillermo, adding, “Of course, if you’re willing to trust me, you could try gradually releasing the restrictions of the Jealousy runes on the demonic seed.”

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Unable to contain himself, Guillermo picked up the walkie-talkie and announced, “Research institute, lift the lockdown on the demonic seed, set it to Level 2!”

“Understood!”

In the next moment, the Hell Gate erupted once more in a deep crimson light.

…

The next day.

The annual gathering of the Conservatives officially commenced. In fact, “Conservatives” was the term most people used to refer to them; their true name was the Occult Researchers Association Alliance.

Every year, this alliance widely invited various occult groups and individuals from the continent to participate, aiming to provide a platform for scholars of the occult to exchange and learn from one another. It was said that the event included auctions, exhibitions, discussions, and debates, lasting a full week.

Typically, gaining large-scale access to the Conservatives’ stronghold was quite difficult. The only exception was on gathering day. Even without an invitation letter, one could enter by passing a basic occult quiz at the entrance.

The Revolution Society had been preparing for this incursion for over half a month. In addition to various hidden occult factions, the Federation officials would also join this grand gathering.

Ruan Ziying entered the venue alongside the official personnel. Suddenly, she spotted a familiar figure in the crowd, causing her heart to skip a beat.

It was him!

Fang Heng!

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Ever since Fang Heng arrived the day before, Ruan Ziying had suspected he was up to something in the game. Sure enough, the next evening, she heard news of a brutal attack on the headquarters of the Revolution Society, with reports suggesting that Fang Heng was likely involved.

The entire occult department of the Federation had also mobilized to closely monitor the situation. And now, here he was again.

Could it be…?

Ruan Ziying shivered, a troubling premonition creeping in. Surely nothing bad would happen here today? After all, this was the headquarters of the Occult Researchers Association Alliance, it shouldn’t come to that.

The gathering attracted many participants, and Fang Heng did not notice Ruan Ziying in the crowd. Following their prearranged plan, Luo Xu and his group did not come. Sometimes, being in a crowd wasn’t necessarily a good thing. Acting alone could be more convenient.

Fang Heng’s invitation card had been sent to Luo Xu a month ago, from Cole, who had worked with them to deal with the Occult Research Society last time. They had a bond from that experience.

As Fang Heng wandered around the venue, he noticed that Cole was nowhere in sight. After considering it for a moment, he decided to head toward a prominent red mage tower in the distance.

The mission took priority.

According to the description of the side mission regarding betrayal, he needed to inform the Conservatives about the impending invasion by the Revolution Society.

In truth, Narlyev hadn’t revealed much about the details of the assault, only mentioning that there would be a coordinated strike at the right moment. Fang Heng didn’t need to worry about their actions. He just needed to wait for chaos to ensue within the Conservatives and find a way to reach the Star Mage Tower to seize the Book of Greleng.

Ultimately, his first task was to locate the key figures within the Conservatives to discuss a strategy against the upcoming attack from the Revolution Society.

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