718: Chapter 288 Golden Triangle: Fate, Emptiness, Self_3 718: Chapter 288 Golden Triangle: Fate, Emptiness, Self_3 This is also why Anastasia, the Holy Maiden of the Dark Church, gave up looking for a body.
A contaminated body, with its essence of life irreversibly altered, is useless even if found.
Similarly, as she lost her essence of life, Anastasia’s thinking has always been particularly torturous.
Her balance was broken, and she survived solely on the divine power of the three God-chosen Knights.
Nature, the Sun, and Moonlight recreated a new shell for her, barely restoring the missing essence of life.
But artificial essence of life, being external, can never replace one’s own, no matter how good it is.
Therefore, Anastasia could only linger on, unable to move forward, and due to its artificiality, her thoughts grew weary and weak, lacking peaceful balance for rest.
“The process of promotion is very simple when spoken of, just dismantle the ‘God’ in the silver cross and rge it separately into empty, I, standby, empty, I, achieve the balance of the three, and you are a Golden Mage.”
Hefei spoke with gravity, “The teacher is right, your Silver Cross is exceptionally solid.
I am not capable of breaking that balance for you, and it’s unrealistic to rely only on your efforts.
You must use external forces.”
The process of promotion requires an external force, relying only on oneself…
For example, imagine Wayne grabbing his own collar and trying to lift himself where he stood.
Everyone knows it’s unreliable, and it’s still better to use one foot to step on the other.
People with strong buttocks know that when stepping with one foot on the other, if you use nitrous oxide for acceleration, you can spiral heavenward right on the spot.
But back to the main point, Wayne, because of being too balanced, could not break his own equilibrium.
Hefei hoped that Saina would help break his shackles and complete the tamorphosis from Silver to Gold.
Saina had no choice, as breaking the balance would an attacking, and she was the only one present who could not harm Wayne.
She said, “You possess the perfect Elf Form, maybe you can make use of the forces of nature.”
Those words reminded Wayne.
The last ti he broke through the Silver Stage, he dismantled and reconstituted the hexagram, relying on the power of nature.
Now, with the five great God-chosen and five Magic Stones re-energized, his communication with nature was even smoother, and maybe he really could achieve it.
This feels stable!
Wayne nodded, said let’s do it, activated the five magic stones on his chest, and instantly entered the perfect Elf Form.
“Gurgle!” x3
Hefei raised her hand to her face, refraining from scolding Veronica.
Everyone has a desire for beauty; it’s not strange that a daughter would crave sweets.
Who could resist such a test?
Certainly, not even she as a mother could barely resist it.
Hefei admitted, it makes sense that her son attracts won.
One can’t simply bla the son just because beauties throw themselves at him.
How could he not want to be a good man who’s faithful to one wife, devoted in heart and soul, for a lifeti, but the circumstances do not permit!
Wayne closed his eyes to sense nature, to listen to the voice of all things, and he shared his desires with nature.
He asked not to be pitied for being delicate and exclaid that with a snort, he would show he was indeed manly.
Nature did not exert force but praised the balance within Wayne and demonstrated its own balance.
After the exchange, Wayne helplessly stopped, “It failed.
When I communicate with nature, I beco a part of it, forming a balance.
I cannot use balance to break balance.”
Wayne’s Elf Form was too perfect.
Due to his high level and proficiency, he lost any chance of self-attack.
“What do I do now?”
Wayne dispersed his Elf Form and heard three simultaneous sighs of disappointnt.
He shrugged and dressed, “I’ll go find Mr.
Mula.
It’s about ti to learn swordsmanship.”
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Naturalism Sealing Ground.
Each of the five great God-chosen’s sealing grounds has its own unique style and topography: the full moon over the glaciers of Moonlight, the sunrise over the red earth of the Sun, the marsh fog of Death, and the deep valley of darkness.
The Naturalism Sealing Ground was dominated by towering trees standing tall, their branches intertwined to form a canopy that blotted out the sky.
Stepping into it, one’s feet sink into the soft moss, and one can sll the moist earth air mixed into the atmosphere, creating a realm vibrant with life and burgeoning growth all around.
Mula leaned against a large tree, playing a tune on a green leaf, the lodious sound echoing through the woods and attracting a crowd of Little Fairies to watch.
As the music ended, the Little Fairies chirped and clapped, offering Mula a wreath they had woven.
“Mr.
Mula, I apologize for the interruption.”
“Wayne…”
Mula looked at his inheritor with complex emotions—also the inheritor of Leo and Dreyne—and knowing the full situation, he deeply admired Wayne’s determination to remain in the Frozen Land, choosing not to flee.
Like Leo and Dreyne, Mula believed there must be profound significance in the selection by three Goddesses.
That they were willing to break conventions, likely due to the threatening advance of Torgoguryr, suggested the Goddesses felt the three God-chosen lacked sufficient power and hastily found a substitute.
A substitute could be good, but the fear was that Wayne was rely cannon fodder.
Considering this, Mula felt sowhat helpless; he believed Wayne had far greater potential than himself, and as anyone’s inheritor, he would achieve great success.
To be used as cannon fodder would be a waste.
Mula thought so, and so did Leo and Dreyne.
Having soone else to die for them was admittedly beneficial, but their pride always disdained such a role.
With this in mind, Wayne has been very busy recently, traveling between three places to learn swordsmanship, gunmanship, and Archery Art.
The three masters provided intensive ‘force-feeding’ education in an attempt to make Wayne suddenly get stronger, hoping that this would allow him to quickly beco powerful enough to escape the cruel fate of cannon fodder.
As for who will ultimately be Wayne’s benefactor, the three had their own ideas.
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