[CH598+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 743

Instead of a simple [Mythic Grade] interface where I can input mana-based materials and a finite number of options for their uses and applications pop up, the new [Divine Grade] interface growing before my mind is completely different.

It's as though all of the standard limits of crafting have been lifted, and the items I can create have far wider use cases than just killing monsters within dungeons or being equipped to one's status.

The thought of inputting items doesn't automatically give me prompts of what output the system can craft.

Instead, it opens up new pathways of thought, unveiling millions of new hints for more materials that I could add to the craft. It's as if my intuition has taken over, and whatever end result I crave in my mind, unlimited options for how I can get there are processed as fast as my brain can handle it.

I feel these interfaces shifting with the slightest alterations in my thoughts.

It connects directly to the very core of my system and perfectly integrates into my True Core. This flawless output and capability of crafting with divine threads themselves as units within the interface must be a result of my absorption perk making all new divine grade skills a unique divine ability.

Though, there is another strange aspect that fluidly connects everything. It is the Noble Vibrations coming off my being. Without this enhanced crystal-clear view of the world around me, the processing speed would never be this quick and concise.

Without deactivating my Noble Form, it's hard to tell if this is a byproduct of having this form activated, or if upgrading this skill and bonding it with my divine core while in this form has altered the ability...

Whatever the case may be, as I look up from my system and around the massive room, my eyes widen as if I've been walking around with a blindfold this entire time I've been in the Upper Realm.

The faint wisps of ether and divine energy I managed to glance at while walking through the lesser districts now look as bright as day.

Even the prison full of servants below me looks completely different...

I can see the seams of their avatars and the hundreds of pre-written commands in their beings that are connected to their minds, waiting for the signals to activate.

The floor and walls of this building all look completely different to me now too.

While before I was producing ether commands from instinct, replicating the memories of Andras Vermillion to send the right amount of energy to trigger the Citadel's commands, now I can see these billions of pathways all over every single structure in the city.

The servants below me begin to whisper to themselves and plot ideas of escape as I'm taking multiple seconds to spin around and take in the beauty of this masterclass work of art that someone... or something... built.

Every single tower in the city is made up of hundreds of thousands, some even millions, of ether and divine energy-imbued pathways each, creating a perfectly symmetrical circuit that continuously lets the city function as one massive machine.

There are incredibly thin invisible arrays that can be walked through, layering the Citadel as well, and they expand outward for over 70,000 kilometers from every side of the middle of the Central Tower, creating layered surveillance and automated protection systems.

All of the fast travel routes from anywhere and everywhere are pre-calculated and laid out within this enormous, beautiful system.

A few hundred invisible white streams of ether, so thin I couldn't detect them before, leave this Citadel and go off into the dense green divine fog farther than my senses can see. My guess is they're off to other citadels or complex machines like this one, though my final attention lies beneath my feet.