[Talent Replacent Process Complete]
[Secondary Talent:]
[Gravity Manipulation] → [High Sealing]
[DING! Congratulations on obtaining a new talent!]
[Secondary Talent Slot has been filled.]
[Secondary Talent: High Sealing]
[Sub-Talents:]
[1. Object Seal] [45000 MP]
[2. Seal Combat] [70000 MP]
[3. Seal Defense] [90000 MP]
[4. Seal Elental] [120000 MP]
[5. Living Seal] [150000 MP]
[Rank: SS]
[Stage: Early]
[Talent Points: 0/299999 TP]
[Efficiency: 200–300 TP/hour]
[Combat Power 25000]
Aaron stretched his hand out to the side, retrieving the Seven-Way Seal dal. Viera noticed the object in his grasp. It was a dal designed for sealing, but with a strict limit of up to 20 objects or living beings.
Luck, it seed, worked in mysterious ways. Aaron had acquired a sealing talent right when he ca across a sealing item. Could the LUCK attribute sync present circumstances with potential future outcos?
"A wise choice, sir. With that item, you'll be able to use the seal talent effectively," Viera remarked with a nod.
She handed over the item for free—again. Aaron had been an invaluable help to her shop, bringing imnse profits with his efforts. Building a strong rapport with soone like Aaron, she thought, was a sound investnt for future favors.
Aaron thanked her sincerely and wished her safety and prosperity in return.
"Don't worry, sir," Viera replied confidently. "The Party Road in the Dinsion Justice District is well-guarded. Our group ensures the safety of rchants and shoppers from any thieves or robbers."
Aaron acknowledged her words, his gaze calm. Standing in the shop, he extended his arm from left to right, summoning 30 vials of TP Elixir to hover in midair. These precious items were essential for increasing his talent points.
Viera and her two children watched in awe. Reno, the young boy, was especially srized by the display. The magic's elegance was beyond anything he'd ever imagined.
Using his mastery over purple magic, Aaron uncorked the elixirs, letting their contents flow smoothly into his mouth. A faint glow enveloped his body as the energy rged with his own. A notification appeared before him.
[TP 10000]
[TP 100000]
[TP 200000]
[TP 300000]
[Number of TP Elixirs used: 30]
[Select Talent for TP Allocation:]
[1. Dark Dinsional Reality]
[2. High Sealing]
[3. Clone Manipulation]
Without hesitation, Aaron chose High Sealing, the newly acquired SS-rank talent that replaced his previous S-rank Gravity Manipulation.
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[Secondary Talent: High Sealing]
[Talent Points: 300000/299999 TP] [Ascension!]
[WARNING!]
[Imdiate Ascension Talent Required.]
'Perfect,' Aaron thought. 'All three of my talents are above S-rank and ready for Ascension. I'll need to visit the city cathedral for the official qualification.'
"Impressive! Achieving Ascension in one go is extraordinary. Congratulations, Sir Aaron," Viera said with a bright smile.
Aaron gave her a polite nod and expressed his gratitude. She had allowed him to use her gacha talent system and even given him the Seven-Way Seal dal.
While there might be higher-grade sealing items out there, finding one would take ti. For now, accepting the dal was the best choice.
Bidding them farewell, Aaron announced his plans to visit the City Cathedral to perform not one but three talent Ascensions.
Viera asked if he needed directions, but Aaron assured her he knew the location well. With a wave, she and her two children saw him off as he made his way north, toward the cathedral near the Dinsion Justice headquarters.
Arriving at the grand cathedral, Aaron noticed a ritual underway. Rows of staff mbers in pristine white robes held elaborately adorned scepters.
A nun walked gracefully toward a standing bowl filled with crystal-clear water, each of her steps accompanied by the scattering of white rose petals.
Aaron joined the crowd, watching in silence. Entry to the cathedral was restricted until the ritual concluded.
"What's going on here?" Aaron asked, his voice low but curious.
"Oh, are you new here?" a man standing next to Aaron asked.
Aaron nodded slightly in response.
"That's the blessing ritual," the man explained. "It's held before a raid begins. Once the ritual is complete, everyone gathered here will receive a random attribute buff."
"Is this ritual for us, the townsfolk?" Aaron asked.
The man shook his head. "No, it's mainly for the three major factions gearing up for tomorrow's raid. The Great Elder performs it to grant them significant buffs. But because we're close to the ritual's area of effect, we get small blessings as well."
Aaron absorbed the explanation. While the overall chanics made sense, he couldn't help but wonder:
'Does the system actually work like this? Or is it the Great Elder's talent that makes these buffs possible?'
Suddenly, the clear water in the ceremonial bowl began to rise into the air. The liquid split into four streams—three of them floated toward the headquarters of the three major factions, while the last stream lingered above the cathedral's rooftop.
BURST!
The water exploded into fine droplets, creating a constant, gentle rain that blanketed the area. People eagerly lifted bowls, cups, and even their hands to catch the sacred rainwater, desperate to collect a bit of its power for themselves.
[DING! Congratulations, you've received a buff!]
[AGI increased by 3%]
"3%? That's not much," Aaron muttered to himself.
His indifference contrasted sharply with the frenzy around him. People shoved and scrambled to gather even a single drop, their obsession teetering on fanaticism.
It was chaos. So even fought each other over the rainwater, clawing and snatching at every opportunity.
Aaron maneuvered through the unruly crowd, determined to escape their madness. The officials from Dinsion Justice turned a blind eye to the commotion, seemingly dismissing it as part of tradition.
Above the scene, a woman draped in a flowing white robe appeared, riding a majestic swan-like beast servant. Her presence silenced the crowd imdiately. She wasn't Eloise—this was the Great Elder herself.
"May the blessings I've bestowed aid you in tomorrow's raid," she said softly, her voice resonating across the area.
"God bless you all," she added before flying gracefully back into the upper levels of the cathedral.
The crowd stared in awe, their petty disputes forgotten in the wake of her presence. Smiles lit up their faces, and peace returned to the plaza.
But Aaron wasn't moved.
From the mont the ritual began, he had activated his Venerable Sage Anti-Persona, nullifying the enchanting compliance effect radiating from the Great Elder's magic.
Her gaze had briefly locked onto him, curiosity evident in her expression.
'So, he's the only one unaffected by my persona… Who is he?' she wondered, her curiosity growing.
Her assistant, noticing the change in her deanor, hesitated before asking if sothing was wrong. The Great Elder's smile returned, and she gently touched the assistant's face, whispering instructions as she reactivated her persona.
"I have a task for you, Lyra," she said, her voice as smooth and commanding as before.
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