Dange looked down at the small grave he created. He didn’t know the religion of Reiner so he didn’t know what to put on her. So he decided to make the grave beautiful.
That was the only thing he could do to the young girl.
Dante moved on. He intended to go to the rebellion base before all this stuff. He and Notan planned this.
He would give his mana cores to the rebellion base and they would be sent to the main castle.
Dante began to run, he didn’t want to waste his ti. And the sky was now starting to clear, the best ti for movent.
"Stop." A huge voice bood.
Dante slowed down his body and waited as a man with a scar ca up from the shadow. He observed Dante and said.
"What are you doing here? Who are you?"
Dante nodded and took out a certificate mark from his bag. He threw it to the man.
The man took a look at the certificate. It was given by his father. It was supposed to be the rebellion mark he said.
The man tossed it back to Dante. "Alright, the base is that way."
"Aren’t you suspicious of this?" Dante asked, pointing at the certificate. "I could have gotten this from stealing."
The man shook his head. "The leader had a very particular skill."
"I see." Dante said slowly. He took out his bag and walked over to the man. He emptied the bags and a pile of monster cores fell to the ground. He crouched down and counted.
That was all the mana cores he got during the week.
"Take it to the main base and send it to the artisan." He said.
"Alright. Aren’t you going to co to the base?"
"No. I have things I want to do." Dante said.
The man grabbed the cores and dissolved into the shadow.
Dante turned around and left.
He went back to the previous cage. He had two reasons for that.
The first was to see if the Union people would co to this place. And if they do, he had sothing to give them.
The other reason was he wanted to see if he could use the particles. He sat in cross legs and once again activated his eyes to the fullest.
He quickly found the particles spreading, moving around the reality. So existed in the air while so were embedded in the substance.
He channeled mana into it, spreading it thin to interact with the particles. But it didn’t intertwine as he envisioned. Instead, the particles moved away.
After trial and error, he stopped because the system notification appeared in front of him.
[Unparallel comprehension can be used.]
Dante went silent. He sighed.
His original plan was to reserve the final usage of his talent to the skill he wanted. Right now, there is no such skill yet.
He got all the things he needed so he was holding it like a trump card. But it looks like he couldn’t do that anymore.
His instincts were telling him that the particles were the key to sothing more powerful. It drew his curiosity.
Dante didn’t use the talent yet. The cave would likely attract potential danger. Like the Union n or the other monsters.
He closed his eyes and scanned his surroundings. He stood up and grabbed his cane and left.
He drove deep into the forest, going in the opposite direction of his goal, High Heaven’s base.
He spent another hour finding a suitable place to use his talent.
He found a secret cave hidden behind the waterfall. He doubted that anyone would co near because the weather was too cool.
He drenched himself in water. His body shivered and he coughed.
He quickly made the fire and stayed there. He took off his clothes and placed them near the firepit to dry.
He ward himself with mana and ditated. His mind wandered toward the scene of the dead girl. He frowned and let out a long suffering sigh.
He then opened his system and used his talent.
His eyes activated without his guide and peered into the fabric of the realities. It observed the particles. How did they move??
Dante felt himself lost in the vastness of the world.
Words beca aningless.
Who was he? What was his goal?
His blood surged and his heart beat loudly. He felt warm liquid coming out from his body, from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth.
He grabbed this chest and felt his organs lted.
He coughed out and felt even more overwhelming information assaulting him physically. As if sothing was preventing him from understanding it.
But his talent bypassed the pressure and forcefully ingested the information into his being.
Laws or concepts that were not ant to him yet. Yet.
He struggled and repeatedly banged his head.
In the cold cave, Dante lay there.
***
When he first woke up, he couldn’t move a single limb. The intense wave of hot pain coiled inside his head. The splitting headache he got from using the talent was unbearable.
He inhaled the cold air and steadied his thoughts.
Great, he could still think. He stared at the ceiling of the uneven cave. Fire flickered near him.
Soon, it also died, leaving him alone in the cold darkness.
He grinned his teeth tightly and stood up. He took his clothes and wore them, hugging himself. His body was shaking uncontrollably.
For the first ti in this tutorial, he felt alone and scared. Not even Nyrax installed that much fear into him.
He was terrified of what his eyes showed. What his body does, without his control.
Sothing was not ant to look at and yet Dante studied it.
When he cald himself, he fell asleep yet again.
***
He woke up again and threw up, emptying the content in his stomach.
He fell asleep.
This cycle repeated for many tis, until his mind forgot the pain he felt.
Dante chuckled at himself. He realized how weak he was against the things he studied. It was the force of the world, suppressing him.
Now, he understood what the restrictions were.
He opened his system and called out the status.
Na- Dante
Tier- Tier 2 human.
Bloodline- Sage beyond the end.
Skill-
External eye of the hunter (Grade-8)
Mana compression (Grade-2)
Zero-Point destruction (Grade-8)
Regenerative Heal ( Grade-2)
Swift Rush ( Grade -2 )
Reaper of Nyrax ( Beginner.)
[You have learned the Concept.]
A soft smile ford onto his face unknowingly. He nodded and fell asleep again.
***
When he woke up, he felt alive. The terrible headache he was experiencing was now gone almost as if it never occurred to him.
His body was almost healing as well. Most of the intestines inside him were now restored to their original state. No. It was now better as he felt more energetic than usual.
But still, his body was made of flesh and blood. He rubbed his stomach as it growled.
He went through his bag and took out a piece of hard bacon. He ate quietly, looking around his surroundings.
The noise he made was covered by the waterfall. He didn’t know how much ti he spent agonizing but it was not night ti as he didn’t see any light coming from the outside.
He created a light ball and let it float in the air, illuminating the entire small cave. He saw dried red blood underneath him. He stood up and grabbed his clothes.
After wearing it, he felt warm.
But he needed fire to warm up this cave. And the fuel inside his bag had run out as well.
He sighed and opened up his system.
[Concept etched onto your being.]
[Congratulations.]
[You are now one step closer to the divinity.]
Dante carefully read the notification.
Divinity? It was now the new word he had to look for.
To be honest, he was not that surprised that there were Divine beings in the system world.
He had t Nyrax who seemingly was able to control ti and space.
"I guess that should be my goal?" He said to himself. Lately, he had ford a habit of talking to himself.
Maybe it was a way of him coping with his loneliness and fear toward Nyrax.
He then focused his attention on the Concept part.
Another notification appeared, regarding the concept he acquired.
[Concept - Will of the world.]
[Concept type - seven layers.]
"I guess seven layers refer to the layers of the realities." He said.
He ignored that and focused on the Concept na. Will of the world.
It was a great na.
Dante opened his palm and channeled mana into the air as usual. The surrounding mana imdiately assaulted and broke down his mana.
With the concept now tied to his being, he finally saw what was attacking his mana. It was the will.
The driving force of the realities.
He nodded to himself and once again channeled mana into it. But this ti, he added his own will power into the mana.
His mana floated in the air, unbothered by the force attacking it. He smiled.
"Finally, I crossed the barrier."
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