Green Monster Epic

"…Still not right!"

"…The source of the mental resonance lies in that brilliant new star in the endless starry sky, and the key to connecting the self with the new star should be that seed of faith within the vortex of anger…"

"…But why is my mental resonance frequency always just a little bit off, preventing me from truly synchronizing with the new star? Clearly, it's not something that can be achieved solely through self-adjustment, but rather, there must be other factors at play…"

In the sea of consciousness, the turbulent waves crashed against the mental model constructed from strands of mental energy. Eventually, even the special existence of Allen's divine will and main consciousness, as two entities in one, could no longer endure. After a moment of relaxation, the entire model collapsed, and only then did the waves gradually subside. Allen's main consciousness lingered in this empty sea of consciousness, unable to resist continuing to agonize and ponder.

This was already the countless time he had failed, and an unknown amount of time had passed, yet Allen was still no closer to a solution.

With a long sigh, Allen's main consciousness slowly released the strands of mental energy that were attempting to maintain the collapsing model. Freed from their constraints, the strands of mental energy swiftly transformed into swimming fish, freely soaring and playing in the sea of consciousness, as if they truly possessed their own consciousness.

"If there could be a little more embellishment here, perhaps it wouldn't be so monotonous."

Extremely bored, Allen was also infected by the peaceful atmosphere in the sea of consciousness. His consciousness attached itself to a strand of mental energy, manipulating it to dart up and down in the seemingly boundless, yet also seemingly confined, sea of consciousness.

However, after playing for a long time, this ocean, which appeared pure white in perception, and the surrounding perpetually lingering cloudscape, were indeed somewhat monotonous, causing Allen to involuntarily imagine the rich and colorful ecosystem of the Feynman world.

Previously, he had been exploring the method of mental resonance. Now, when he thought of specific things, he inevitably thought of things associated with it. Subsequently, in the sea of consciousness, which originally contained nothing but strands of mental energy, an illusion of the seed of faith suddenly appeared.

At the same time, above the seed of faith, a dazzling and enormous illusion of a fireball abruptly appeared in Allen's perception.

For the first time, other colorful colors appeared in this pure white world of consciousness. The orange-red fireball shone brightly, illuminating the surroundings, and even the distant mist seemed to be slowly receding under the light of the fireball.

The divine will, which had been watching coldly, immediately took action, directly taking over the control of the fireball and the seed of faith that Allen had imagined, leaving Allen's main consciousness idle once again.

This was also the reason why Allen rarely used his divine will. Although, as he became more proficient in controlling the Legendary specialty of dual-mind, the divine will could be separated from the main consciousness at any time, and then independently handle various images of believers' prayers that suddenly appeared in the sea of consciousness.

However, the overly rational state of the divine will would often, the longer it lasted, unconsciously compete with Allen's main consciousness for control of the body, until Allen actively merged the divine will and the main consciousness back into one.

But with each fusion of consciousness, Allen could faintly feel that his main consciousness would be affected by the divine will, gradually abandoning emotional fluctuations, changes in mood, and shifting towards a direction of absolute rationality.

Although Allen himself did not like impulsive, irritable, and other excessive behaviors appearing in himself, he did not want to become a completely desireless existence. Would such a life still have value?

Therefore, unless the divine will was needed to help process uncontrollable images of believers' prayers, or to research and think about certain problems, Allen would rarely allow the divine will to exist for a long time.

Under the control of the divine will, the illusionary fireball and the seed of faith constantly flew around in the sea of consciousness, sometimes near and sometimes far. Wherever they passed, the fog quickly dissipated, colliding with the manipulated strands of mental energy, yet passing through each other without any hindrance.

Allen's main consciousness continued to imagine other things, but nothing else could appear in the sea of consciousness. It seemed that there was still some kind of relationship between this sea of consciousness and the fireball and the seed of faith that Allen could not perceive.

After various manipulation attempts ended, the divine will began another attempt. Under the backdrop of the enormous fireball, the seed of faith, like a speck of dust, gradually approached the illusion of the fireball, and then directly merged into the fireball.

The two illusions did not undergo any changes, until the seed of faith reached the core of the fireball, Allen's physical heart suddenly beat rapidly once, and then returned to normal.

If it were someone else, the momentary disharmony in the autonomous beating of the heart might not even be noticed by the body's owner, but Allen, who had absolute control over his body, clearly noticed this sudden trace of beating.

"… …"

The body is honest. Since the fusion of these two major illusions caused a response from the body, it also meant that Allen's attempt this time might have a different harvest.

While stabilizing the two fused illusions, the divine will sent a thought to Allen's main consciousness through mental feedback. Allen's main consciousness immediately and without hesitation began to gather the strands of mental energy swimming in the sea of consciousness, and began to construct the most reasonable mental model constructed under countless attempts.

After the model was built, Allen began to unfold the mental vibration. As the frequency changed more and more, the calm sea of consciousness also began to show waves again, repeating the scenes of countless previous attempts.

Boom! ! !

Seeing that it was only one step away, the main consciousness and the divine will could not maintain balance again, and the mental model suddenly collapsed into strands, and the illusionary fireball and the seed of faith also faded away and disappeared into the sea of consciousness.

"Huff! !"

The passage of time was imperceptible to Allen now. Another half a day had passed in this meditation attempt. When he opened his eyes, the sky had changed from clear to deep night.

Getting up and moving his stiff limbs, Allen's brain was still immersed in the previous illusion and the body's anomaly. Allen could feel that in this attempt where the illusion appeared in the sea of consciousness, the waves in the sea of consciousness seemed to be smaller than in earlier attempts. Although Allen ultimately ended in failure, it also allowed him to find some ideas and possibilities for solving the problem.

After the body and consciousness had rested again, Allen couldn't wait to meditate again and start a new round of attempts.

"…Perhaps, the mental model constructed before is no longer suitable due to the addition of the illusion. The mental model should be reconstructed to achieve linkage with the illusion."

Within his sea of consciousness, the divine consciousness and the ego continued their collaborative experiment. Illusions of the Flame Planet and the Seed of Faith reappeared before his mind, merging once more as before.

This time, however, Alan's autonomous consciousness prepared to alter the mental model, abandoning the rational shape determined after countless previous attempts. Instead, he directed the strands of mental energy to weave into a net, adhering to the surface of the fiercely burning, flame-spewing Flame Planet.

Adjusting and reconstructing it time and again, merely weaving a balanced web with his relatively limited mental energy strands consumed most of Alan's energy. By the time the entire web enveloped the surface of the massive Flame Sphere, even Alan, with his tenacious will, couldn't help but feel waves of headaches and exhaustion.

Fortunately, at this moment, the divine consciousness timely took control of this jointly completed configuration and calmly began to manipulate the strands, causing Alan's main body's mental energy to vibrate, gradually changing as a result.

"Damn it!"

Unexpectedly, this time, the change in mental frequency vibration was far more rapid than before, quickly approaching the frequency of the Flame Planet in Alan's memory. However, the tempest that arose in the sea of consciousness, which followed, also took shape in an instant, and the surging, silent waves slammed fiercely against the sphere.

The fragile mental energy web was now unable to withstand such destruction. Just as the waves crashed upon it, it collapsed and shattered, marking yet another failure of Alan's experiment.

"Again!!"

…

Alan's primary consciousness was somewhat excited. He had finally found a breakthrough, and regardless of whether this path was ultimately correct, it was more valuable than his countless previous futile and unchanging attempts.

"That's not right. The number of my mental energy strands is actually limited. If they are all used to construct the mental model, then even if resonance synchronization is achieved, there won't be enough mental energy strands to fuse with the power of rage and faith to generate new divine power!"

After failing several more times in succession, Alan's main consciousness, prompted by the divine consciousness, suddenly discovered an obvious problem.

Just as Alan's main consciousness realized the problem, the illusion of the Seed of Faith, manipulated by the divine consciousness, slowly detached from the Flame Sphere and became an independent entity once more.

"Looking at it from another perspective, if I want to retain more mental energy strands while constructing the mental model, then the object to which they should adhere should not be the massive Flame Sphere, but rather the smaller Seed of Faith!"

The more Alan thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was rational and feasible. As the illusion of the Seed of Faith stabilized, countless mental energy strands immediately clung to it, reconstructing the previously abandoned model.

Subsequently, Alan made subtle adjustments to the model. It had to be said that the internal space of this model, which had stabilized after countless attempts, was just enough to accommodate the Seed of Faith.

As soon as the mental model was completed, the divine consciousness controlled the illusion of the Seed of Faith to merge with the Flame Sphere once more. The moment these two illusory cores, now with a mental model, overlapped, Alan once again felt an unusual movement in his body.

This time, however, the movement was no longer just a sudden heartbeat, but the Seed of Faith's main body, which had been suspended motionless in the vortex of rage overlapping with his heart, suddenly began to rotate.

"…"

Alan was secretly delighted, but he had no time to pay too much attention to these changes. Instead, he more firmly began to pluck the mental energy strands, starting another mental resonance.

Buzz!!!!

Alan's mental frequency rapidly changed, infinitely approaching the frequency of the Flame Nova in the endless starry sky, with which Alan had an invisible connection.

The anticipated tempest in the sea of consciousness did not appear. Everything seemed very calm, until the moment Alan's spirit reached exactly the same frequency as the Flame Nova in his memory, and the familiar scene finally descended upon Alan's body once more.

"Ha!!"

"It's a success!!"

Alan was indescribably excited. The liquid rage quickly awakened from its dormancy. Three different forms of energy were skillfully collided and fused together by Alan. Powerful and mysterious divine power was thus newly born in the three-force entanglement and quickly replaced the rage, circulating within Alan's body.

"Hahaha~~"

The usually composed bear goblin could not help but raise his head and laugh, even startling the flocks of birds living in this ancient tree, eliciting a burst of chattering noise.

The divine consciousness also retracted its thoughts of controlling the illusionary fusion at this time. The fireball, which had become stable, continued to burn quietly. However, its surface, covered with orange-red flames, would sometimes dim and sometimes shine, just like Alan's heartbeat.

In the endless starry sky unseen by Alan, his unique nova suddenly burst forth with a bright light. Astronomers in various planes, who had been paying attention to the existence of this nova, also noticed the anomaly of this nova at the same time.

Atop the towering mage tower on the summit of the vast snowy mountains of the distant Southeast, a middle-aged woman with her eyes glued to a cylindrical telescope was intently watching this nova that had only appeared a few decades ago. She saw it slowly projecting a dim light, as if a newcomer was accumulating power, preparing to show the world its existence.

"There's new development so quickly. It seems that one really has the possibility to achieve the dream pursued by countless powerhouses for ten thousand years, ascending to that high divine throne!"

Muttering to herself, Ms. Yidula, a stellar astrologer and legendary intermediate-level seer, quickly recorded her observations in her notebook, waiting to report to her companions after leaving the observatory.

A slight cool breeze swept across the prairie's edge. A centaur with black hair and golden eyes, with limbs curled up and lying on the soft grass, leaned against a thriving tree, enjoying a rare moment of warmth.

Reaching out to flick away the slightly disheveled hair that was blown by the breeze, the young-looking centaur raised his head as if sensing something, gazing at the black night sky sparkling with stars. His gaze finally locked onto a region where an almost invisible dim star was brewing to emit light.

"…Is there going to be another fellow traveler?"

The young-looking centaur stared at the star, which was not yet visible, for a long time, and then turned his gaze towards the castle, where small-scale sieges had been taking place for the past ten days, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Human World, Mansha Wilderness's prosperous city of Mansha, the Elven Kingdom's capital…

In unknown astronomical observatories, many eyes also discovered this scene, recording it one after another, and each reporting to those who should know about it.