Capítulo 925: Chapter D337: Walking Together for Life
The sweet and clear magic potion entered, making the Hero widen her eyes in surprise.
Subsequently, in the Land of Dead Dreams, the voice of another her also erged beside her, and the surrounding golden ritual began to shine brightly, dyeing this black and white world into splendor.
In the air, the Dusk Fairy solemnly looked down at this scene, the dusky radiance condensing a cross-shaped sword in her hand.
The land of dead dreams is a dinsion of consciousness, and few choose to hold an awakening ritual here.
However, since the Saintess Agent made the decision, as the Holy Sword, naturally she had to give her support.
Hmm, anyway, if anything goes wrong, just cut it with a sword.
Then, under the gaze of the Dusk Fairy, the figures of the two girls in the center of the array gradually beca ethereal, ultimately freezing into a transparent outline, in a state between dispersing and intact.
[Hero activates skill: On Light]
D200=11
Without any hesitation, the Hero voluntarily dove into her own abyss.
Just like a Mage needs to study books and a warrior needs to hone their body, a magician also has their own growth path.
Many people consider a magician to be a gambling profession, entirely reliant on awakening during reincarnation to determine their lifeti—this can’t be considered a misconception.
But not getting everything during the awakening doesn’t an the magician is dood for life.
The self abyss always exists, not only opening during reincarnation.
Magicians can dive into the abyss multiple tis, training their spiritual power and collecting related elents in the abyss, supplenting themselves, improving levels, and perfecting lineage abilities until they reach the next stage.
As a systematic profession, magician awakening, although often criticized, still has a systematic growth path.
Though this growth, tests not so much personal wisdom and perseverance, but more so one’s financial power.
After all, whether it’s a ritual or adjusting abyss elents, all need various precious materials—which ans needing money.
And the innate profession of Beast Spirit Mage can naturally accumulate experience in this way.
However, due to personal reasons, the Hero never visited her self-abyss except during reincarnation.
Actually, if possible, she’d avoid visiting even at reincarnation, but alas, fate has its way…
Even so, the Hero is not unfamiliar with this place.
The Spirit Light of the Deep-Dive Potion ford a path of light that, while unable to compare with the Heavenly Full Holy Grail, was still relatively smooth, guiding her rapid descent.
With the locking guidance of the ritual formation, the Hero almost didn’t pause midway and quickly dove deep enough, vaguely seeing her target.
Siren, a pile of shells, various seafood, and super large shrimp… the light points in the abyss ford various shapes.
These were the Nether Sea Dreams she had defeated, leaving a unique imprint in her abyss.
The Hero continued her fast descent, getting closer to those light points.
[Special judgnt case failed~]
1.2. Creation of the Dead Sea
3.4. Holy slaughter of fools
5.6. Moon divides purity and impurity
7. A Martial Monk’s War
8. Erald Star Great Tribulation
9. Fool!
10. Great Success/Extre Failure
D10=7
♛: A Martial Monk’s War
But before she could get close to those light points, nearby tides surged, shaking the Spirit Light path of the potion precariously.
‘Has the potion’s effect only allowed this much depth—’
Its shorter duration compared to the Heavenly Full Holy Grail made the Hero slightly startled.
However, she quickly cald down.
This was the typical state of magician awakening; without expensive potions or array support, relying solely on spiritual power would quickly exhaust one in the ebb and flow of the abyss, not to ntion finding the elents she wanted to absorb.
‘But, the remaining distance shouldn’t be a problem—hey, why is it drifting further!?’
The Hero widened her eyes in disbelief as those light points representing Nether Sea Dreams drifted further in the currents.
Although she was already a Church Court Saintess, starting as a novice magician, she didn’t fully understand how variable and unpredictable the self abyss could be.
The Hero anxiously wanted to chase after them but could only watch helplessly as those light points turned into distant stars, visible but unreachable.
She could only stand dumbfounded, even though she had residual strength and was at a depth difficult for ordinary magicians to reach, her heart was filled with bewildernt.
‘Being a magician… is also quite challenging.’ Facing the harsh reality, the girl began a heartfelt self-reflection.
‘Always complaining about this and that before, now here’s the backlash.’ Another her helplessly mocked.
Just as the Hero hesitated whether to abandon the mission and ascend directly or, having co this far, select so elents to gain experience, her consciousness string suddenly sensed sothing.
‘—Other than Nether Sea Dreams, are there other existences related to the Wandering Theater?’
The guiding intent from the ritual formation made the Hero turn around in surprise.
Looking at that inconspicuous light point, she hesitated for a mont before reaching out.
Then, in reality, on the Hero’s calf, the basic stigmata of the Martial Monk, nearly forgotten by her, slowly lit up with radiance.
[Hero joins the Third Act: Curse of the Fallen Empire—Replay]
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
“Young friend, you woke up?”
In the next mont, the Hero opened her eyes in astonishnt.
[Martial Monk’s identity (the lower the less known)]
D100=11
She imdiately sat up, looking around in surprise.
Surrounding her was a lush forest, with no trace of humankind’s visit in the pristine landscape.
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