If Albus'' story had really happened, it meant that there were other parts of the Light Armor strewn around the world. Collecting all of them would make a full set
of armor.
As for the Light Warrior and the Dark Lord, the fact that this world had not been destroyed by them suggested that they might have reached the limits of their body by the time they arrived here- or that both of them had died together.
''Wait a second!'' A thought shed into Wilbur''s head.
The Greensource Corp assassins each had a me crystal core containing the power of destruction. The thought made Wilbur widen his eyes. Could the top dog of Greensource Corp be the Dark Lord from that different world?
If that were the case, all of Greensource Corp''s actions would be exined. After all, the power of destruction was not something just about anyone could control, but only an elite who could supply the power of destruction andbine it with the me crystal core.
Wilbur could not think of someone capable of that aside from the Dark Lord.
The power of destruction and the power of light was different from a cultivator''s spiritual energy. Wilbur had tried it before and found that he could not convert spiritual energy into the power of light or the power of destruction.
These two unique powers seemed to be from a different world. Wilbur had initially guessed that a cultivator had used their domain to ess a different world and encountered the two powers from there.
But the two powers were far too intense, and a cultivator was only capable of essing spaces that operated on dimensionalws that were less powerful than their own spiritual energy. That was just the reality of it.
Unless a cultivator''s spiritual energy reached its peak, it would be impossible for them to open the doors to such a powerful world. That meant that Albus'' story was actually the best exnation for this.
The exnation was not that the cultivators from a different world than the one Wilbur was in had opened the doors to this world, but that the elites from a different world had opened the doors to the world Wilbur was in through cultivation.
On top of that, the two elites had alsoe to this world themselves.
If that Light Warrior was still alive, he would have been here in search of the
leather gloves already. This meant that he was definitely dead, but the Dark Lord was still alive, or no one else would have the power to create the me crystal core containing the power of destruction.
Was it possible that the Dark Lord had stayed here to control this world?
The thought sent a chill down Wilbur''s spine. All of a sudden, he thought of the Holy One. The Holy One had been able to control the power of light as well. If the Light Warrior was dead, how had the Holy One been able to do that?
But if the Holy One was the Light Warrior, why would he have cultivated spiritual energy using the power of light? There was no need for him to do that, as the power of light was far stronger than spiritual energy. If the Holy One really was the Light Warrior, Wilbur might not be able to win over him.
Could he be... a descendant of the Light Warrior?
If he was a descendant, why would he use evil sorcery to curse others?
Wilbur''s mind was a mess on the way back. There were too many questions in his mind that he could not find a logical answer to, but he was sure about this much: the Light Warrior and the Dark Lord from a different dimension had definitelye to this world.
The truth was that there were many unknown secrets about this world. The dragon on Wilbur''s back was a good example, but most of these secrets were a bonus that cultivators had achieved by essing a different dimension. At the very least, there had not been anyone who hade from a different dimension to this one.
Wilbur gasped at the thought.
Upon returning to Aidementon, Wilbur called the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense at once. He told Beverly about everything he had learned, and Beverly reported everything to the higher-ups after that.