Chapter 1888: Chapter 571 Black Death_2
Leonard Churchill wasn’t that particular about food, but little Ivan loved the feeling of eating at a buffet, so the cafeteria beca a daily destination.
Everyone on the front lines knew Leonard and Seven Brown, the “Number One chanical Female War God,” exchanging greetings as they passed by.
During warti, everyone ate at the cafeteria, with no exceptions, not even the leaders of various organizations.
When Leonard arrived, he saw Camilla and Griffith were also there.
He and Seven Brown walked over.
Leonard greeted Griffith proactively: “Senior.”
Although Seven Brown wasn’t familiar with this Rebel Dragon Army Leader, she knew that he was currently the highest combat power in the alliance, so she politely greeted him as a junior.
Griffith smiled gently.
As a friend of Camilla, there was no need for formality, a nod sufficed as a greeting.
Leonard and Seven Brown sat across from the two, and Leonard looked at the invisible aura surrounding Griffith’s body, seemingly noticing sothing different, and exclaid: “Senior, have you broken through your realm?”
In previous conversations, he knew this tier had reached a bottleneck.
Similar to Marshal Andre of the Iris Legion, without a significant fortune, this was almost the pinnacle of human achievent for an Extraordinary Man.
For this reason, as soon as Leonard spoke, he imdiately suspected he might have guessed wrong, but Griffith nodded gently and said, “Yes.”
Hearing this, Leonard’s eyes widened: “Ah?”
Had he really broken through?
Griffith knew why he was so surprised, even to her, it seed unimaginable just a few days ago.
Her strikingly beautiful face smiled gently, saying, “Thanks to you finding the correct use of [Mist Legacy Relics]. I tried visiting the relic space. Although I didn’t et His Majesty Lanlingster, I found the Rose Tavern, drank a cup of Soul Wine [Dream God Dew], and it greatly enhanced my imagination in painting. The bottleneck in my Fantasy Universe Demon God Secret Skill realm finally loosened…”
Not considered outsiders, she shared her opportunity.
“Oh?”
Leonard listened and realized, “I see.”
Tracy Garcia, Camilla, and Lenny had all been to that tavern, but aside from Leonard, no one else had seen the Witch Lanlingster; it wasn’t surprising she didn’t encounter her.
But that Soul Wine was, indeed, a Big Chance.
The wine was insanely expensive, requiring a Ninth Tier soul.
Others might not have it, but she could afford it.
At this critical mont, the highest combat power of the alliance breaking through the realm was indeed good news.
Leonard asked curiously: “Then, isn’t Senior going to cross the final step?”
Griffith shook her head and said: “It’s still a long way off.”
Leonard could sense from her tone the uncertainty about achieving God Tier, and thought of sothing, asking: “Does this sequence have a promotion ceremony? I an, like the War Series…”
Since Marshal Andre of the Iris Legion was trying to use such a promotion ceremony to condense godhood, other sequences might be able to do the sa.
“There is.”
Griffith continued, but then shifted the topic, “However, the final promotion step for the [7 Arts] path is very difficult. The promotion ceremony required is also related to the era. Only in peaceful tis can art flourish.”
After pausing for a mont, she shared her thoughts: “During the Taren Empire era, culture and art once flourished greatly, but war ushered in the dark age. During such desperate tis, a master’s painting couldn’t even be exchanged for a loaf of black bread. So I plan to wait until the war is over, then go to the academy and beco an art teacher, to add a splash of color to the deceased art world. That is the life I dream of… Perhaps when there is an artistic renaissance, my promotion ceremony will be complete.”
“Renaissance?”
The word suddenly popped into Leonard’s mind.
A flash of insight struck him; he realized that the so-called “promotion ceremony” seed to be a trend in civilization developnt.
This trend was beyond individual intent but could allow remarkable and excellent talents to shine brightly in the tide.
Griffith noticed the thoughtful expression on his face and said: “This is actually the ‘Rule Power’… The power God Tier masters have already transford from laws to rules.”
She looked at Leonard slightly surprised and said: “I currently qualify to barely touch the threshold. Generally speaking, it’s incomprehensible below the Ninth Tier. But apparently, you seem to understand.”
“Mm.”
Leonard felt like he only partly understood, rarely having soone able to guide him, so he shared his thoughts: “Senior, I’m also a bit puzzled. Previously, when practicing the Demon God Secret Skill “Celestial Godfall,” I also felt that kind of sensation you described…”
He previously didn’t understand why the experience points for the skill wouldn’t increase.
Now he realized he was comprehending sothing far too advanced.
After hearing his words, Griffith’s expression gradually beca unusual. Finally, when he finished, she responded: “Haha, you really are… truly different, huh. I can offer very limited advice. You might want to converse more with His Majesty and Priest Garcia when you have ti; they might provide more help at your current stage.”
“…”
Leonard nodded as he listened.
He understood Griffith’s aning, partly joking, but mostly serious.
Camilla and Tracy Garcia had realms similar to his, but both the Augustus Imperial Clan and the Great Priest Lineage had accumulated profound heritage. The problems they faced now had been encountered by predecessors during the Taren Dynasty, providing relatively more to reference.
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