Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 58 Alone

Chapter 58: Chapter 58 Alone

"Original... the original text...?"

Patricia reconfirmed after examining the ancient document and was certain of the magic power it contained; even the space distorting around them seemed to be emanating from it.

This was an original-level Magic Book!

"Phew—"

Patricia let out a sigh of relief.

Her tense spirit relaxed as well.

The appearance of this Magic Book proved that Berenwicke Station had not entered an irreversible world mutation but was the result of an original force going out of control.

Though she didn’t understand what had activated the original, the current situation at least seemed salvageable.

Berenwicke was still safe, and she also had a chance to escape from this place.

Then—

The problem followed—

How to salvage the situation? Or rather, how to stop the power of the original from running rampant?

Currently, she was traveling light, with only a decorative sword and a few protective charms for defense.

To stop the original with these things...

Looking at the time distortion enveloping the entire scale of the train station...

Patricia’s clear mind told her—

This was impossible.

After pondering for a while, she eventually turned her head toward the door.

Her vision fragmented and chaotic, passing through an equally indiscernible room.

At this moment, Patricia could only see a blurred image.

The space kept moving and reassembling the whole archive room, and standing outside the door, compared to being inside, was a completely different feeling.

Ensuring she was facing the roughly correct direction, Patricia called out:

"There’s a Magic Book here!"

"Its power has gone out of control!"

"Ronald, do you have a way to stop this activity?"

"..."

Standing at the door, Ronald could see Patricia’s movements.

In reality—

This scene was terrifying—

Because the spatial distortion in the room was also fan-shaped, the closer to the center of the archive room, the shorter the interval between each spatial distortion.

Reaching the very center of the room, where Patricia was.

To Ronald, this beautiful girl’s body had already been divided into six or seven uneven, thin and long ’vertical human slices’ by the dense twisting space, and they were still flickering back and forth with the passage of time.

The platinum tips of her hair were the inner structures of her head, with clothes clinging tightly to the fiber of her arms’ muscles.

Anyone seeing this scene wouldn’t think the person standing there was alive!

Anyone with a slightly weaker psychological capacity would’ve bent over and vomited by now.

No amount of flowery language could describe the bizarre scene at this moment.

Fortunately, this space did not distort sound.

Ronald still heard these broken words coming from the fragmented body.

"..."

He was silent for two seconds.

Hesitation in such a scene was to be expected.

But remembering that Patricia had bravely stepped into the archive ahead of him, facing the danger, Ronald still immediately asked:

"Is the Magic Book the thick document in front of you?"

"Yes!"

"Wait for me to come in!"

Considering the excellent performance of the Rain Mist Divine Hammer in destroying the Divine Comedy’s protection in the Black Mountain basement, Ronald planned to summon the clay stone tablets.

The Divine Comedy, though also an original, was only a third of the incomplete state after all.

It was better to be safe at this time.

Just then, a familiar voice approached from behind Ronald.

"Hey, Ronald."

"What are you doing?"

"..."

The person was Grant, Ronald’s colleague at Berenwicke Station.

Because of the time loop, Ronald had been asked the same question by him at the archive door for the third time now.

However, this time was slightly different.

Looking at his colleague who greeted him, Ronald did not dismiss him but smiled thoughtfully:

"Grant..."

"Why don’t you treat me to dinner later?"

Grant was utterly bewildered,

"Ah...?"

Without waiting for him to ask the reason for being treated to a meal, Ronald stepped into the archive room.

Time continued to march forward—

Grant was erased from the hallway by the time reset.

And within the open doors of the archive room, a man and a woman were about to converge.

————

Upon entering the room, Ronald didn’t feel any discomfort.

Just like Patricia, who was unscathed earlier, he only felt a bit dizzy; after all, space was constantly changing.

His steps were steady as he moved forward.

Ronald quickly approached the center of the data archive.

"..."

Further ahead, the solitary panel space could no longer contain his body.

He would become just like the dismembered Patricia!

"Sss—"

"Hu—"

After a long, deep breath, with his gaze steady, Ronald reached out his hand to the space interval next to him.

Just like the decorative sword that had passed through space before.

His hand, which passed through the spatial distortion, appeared in another location in the room, but Ronald still didn’t lose control of his palm.

Plop—

From a distance, he clenched his fist.

The sensation transmitted from his arm was that of flexible fingers and clear perception.

Ronald didn’t hesitate any longer and walked toward the last stretch of distance.

And then...

Bang—

"Hmm...?"

"Ronald, you bumped into me."

"Sorry!"

"I’ll move left, you move right; let’s each take two steps to the side."

Their divided vision was utterly chaotic, and in the 24 constantly moving spaces, discerning each other’s position was even more difficult.

As expected, Ronald and Patricia bumped into each other.

They each moved aside, and only then did Ronald successfully reach the Magic Book.

The yellowing cover had a sense of history—

The thick dust told of its long years spent here—

A pile of paper looking like documents was even tied with a string to prevent scattering—

What exactly was this original text?

It didn’t seem like ancient myths were recorded; rather, it might be a collection of some data materials.

Could it possibly be some kind of thesis?

Thinking this, Ronald flicked his sleeve, and a mark flashed upon his right hand.

The "Rain Mist Divine Hammer" then appeared in his hand.

To use the power of an original text to solve an original text, that was the most prudent move right now...

Click—

An accident occurred.

Just as Ronald was about to emulate the earlier operation with Black Mountain, a sound like solid matter shattering came from the surrounding air.

The next second, the already ever-changing space began to accelerate crazily.

The two people within it no longer felt at ease; a sense of oppression from all directions surged in their hearts.

Subsequently, the scene before their eyes twisted into a mess, and their brains could no longer understand what their eyes were seeing.

However, this scenario.

Ronald had seen it before!

It was the same scene he saw when he had previously explored the limits of the time distortion and was thrown back upon reaching the boundary!

Whoo-whoo-whoo—

Clang clang clang—

Everything in front of him lit up, and the sunlight hit his face as it shone through the gushing white steam; Ronald heard the whistling again as the Dongfeng train left the platform.

He was standing alone on the platform, and apart from himself, not a single figure was to be seen.

The cart offering free lunch was just thrown onto the ground, but the vendor who had been selling food was nowhere in sight.

He was back.

He had come back alone.

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