Chapter 85—Xerthom’Vaelioris
’It’s a sealed artifact... he’s using a sealed artifact.’ Sli#47 finally realized it.
This ti, his Demonic Pulse had held the purple beam for a few seconds, and in those seconds, he felt that familiar, eerie chill energy.
"And he found us again... but how?" he muttered. After a few seconds, his thoughts sharpened. ’I will try again—differently this ti... and if it fails, I can only use...’
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He followed the sa pattern as the previous loop, but instead of hiding underground, he decided to stay hidden in Ruins City Lunxia’s fortress itself.
Instead of opening the sealed room, he stayed inside the fortress rooms and hid. The only problem would be adventurers, but Elder Sli told him that adventurers were rare visitors by interrogating the adventure party.
He could manage dealing with humans once in a while.
Like in many loops, they reached Ruins City Lunxia fortress in ten days.
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Boom!
A purple beam tore through the fortress, slaughtering slis as it rushed toward Young Sli.
"Damn it... Demonic Pulse!" Sli#47 cast, and a dark beam of energy collided with the purple beam.
Bang!
The purple beam overpowered the black beam and wiped out Young Sli.
Thud!
As his consciousness faded, he spotted the flying tree man.
’Even the tree eldritch is here...’
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In the nothingness...
"I’ve got no choice... I’ll have to use it," he muttered, staring deeply into the void.
The only option to break the situation—and enter the place that Elder Sli wanted.
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Clink!
Sli#47 opened the crate. Inside lay a blue silk cloak, a closed yellow eye embedded at its center, red veins pulsing around it. The cloak’s edges were lined with gold, and its collar was thick with soft golden fur—luxurious, yet no less nacing.
Elder Sli’s eyes narrowed as Young Sli took the cloak and wore it. The long cloak transford, changing its size to match him.
Its edges hovered a little above the ground, not touching the dust. The furry collar wrapped around Young Sli’s top section.
’I’m still too cute,’ he mused with a forced grin as he glanced at his reflection in the trough—a colorful sli wearing a cloak its size.
"Are you sure?" Elder Sli asked worriedly. He felt it was dangerous to use sealed artifacts.
"It’s the only way," the multicolored sli nodded.
’No... Saint King Haruka’s power is the last trump card. I want to save it... it’s best if I don’t ever use it,’ he told himself internally.
He didn’t want to use it here on three sealed artifacts because he knew he’d have to face many more powerful enemies in the future; after all, he could only unleash it once.
Young Sli’s eyes twitched as he didn’t get any notification. He only felt like he was wearing an ordinary cloak.
"Just wearing it won’t work. You have to bond with it," Elder Sli said with a forced grin, noticing Sli#47’s expression.
At Old Sli’s words, Young Sli sliced and dropped a part of his body—jelly—onto the cloak, placing it on the ground, and used aura recovery to heal himself. He closed his eyes to focus.
[ Ding! You have bonded with Sealed Artifact 04—007 {Mantle of Illusionary Ti}! ]
Click!
The closed yellow eye on the cloak opened, revealing a black eye with a white iris within.
"So... hmm. A sli?" the eye said, its voice trembling due to speaking after so long.
Its voice echoed directly in Young Sli’s mind—a cold alien voice switching between male and female—and it sent chills down Sli#47’s core.
’Who’s speaking?’ Young Sli thought with a tremble, but he was familiar with voices like this. He glanced at the cloak and found its eye open.
He glanced at Elder Sli, who only looked concerned. ’So he can’t hear the cloak,’ Sli#47 realized.
He put on the cloak and muttered, "Let’s work together... hopefully."
’Wait... Grade 4?’ He was utterly shocked, mouth wide open, as he finally checked the shimring panel.
’Grade 3 is Mythic... so this thing is grade higher than Mythic?’ His mind trembled. He felt déjà vu—like soone manipulating the world itself.
’Ti God again...’ He patted himself. He wouldn’t be lucky enough to get such a powerful artifact so simply.
"Hm... such a sli is indeed rare," the cloak’s eye humd in delight.
"So,...my na is Xerthom’Vaelioris..." the artifact introduced itself to Sli#47, "And you can call Vaelioris."
"So... male or female?" Young Sli asked, irritated by the voice switching between cold male and cold female.
"I’m genderless. I’ll be male for now—hekekek," Vaelioris’s voice shifted into a cold male tone as it laughed.
Elder Sli, noticing Sli#47 being silent for so ti, said, "Looks like you have bonded with it."
Young Sli nodded to Elder Sli.
Wob!
"Can I wear it?" Little Sli asked with a gleam in his eyes, tugging the cloak. He really liked the shiny blue silk and golden furry collar.
"No," Elder Sli rejected for Young Sli, who felt troubled to say no to the adorable creature.
Mama Sli was busy pulling all the slis together, so she didn’t catch Elder Sli being concerned—otherwise, she would have rejected Young Sli using it.
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Ruins City Lunxia...
"Vaelioris, tell what you can do," he asked the cloak as Wob!—Elder Sli ran away after creating a small gap in the barrier array.
"I can... do this," Vaelioris said.
The cloak glowed with black energy. A small few inches black humanoid figure appeared, floating near Young Sli.
Sli#47 glanced at the newly manifested figure. It was entirely black and human‑shaped, with one head, two arms, and two legs. A large blinking eye was embedded on his chest.
Its face resembles a human with two eyes, a nose, a mouth, and two eyebrows. It also had dium-length, black hair to its neck. Its black body looked like it wore a tight black skinsuit.
[ Ding! Vaelioris requested a fraction of your Will! ]
[ Ding! Will is transford into usable! ]
[ Will: 100/100 ]
"What? Didn’t I just ask you to tell what you can do?" Young Sli barked. "For that, you need my Will?"
"Hehhe. You have to pay for what you need!" The small creature grinned with a cunning smile.
End of the Chapter.
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