Chapter 411: Chapter 410: Sacrificial Light
Fake Lords possess Domain Auras, and Knight Ivan also needed to control the sa power, with his Domain Aura originating from the statue nad ‘Sacrifice.’
The ‘Sacrifice’ power of the statue encompasses multiple aspects, and depending on the angle of enlightennt, the final gains would also differ.
Overall, ‘Sacrifice’ is a kind of fearless power.
However, Ivan had always been soone who put himself first; the likelihood of him becoming trendously compassionate was virtually nonexistent, nor did he like using his own power to provide others with status enhancents.
This undoubtedly conflicted with the Justice Star Ancestor’s ‘Way of Sacrifice.’
Therefore, Ivan had no choice but to spend more ti and energy to carve out his own path, finding a way of sacrifice that suited him—sacrificing himself for himself.
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That might sound sowhat convoluted, but in reality, it could be seen as a kind of high-level energy conversion.
The Justice Star Ancestor’s Light of Justice was actually a kind of Light of Life, a lifeforce, with glimpses of it visible within the Knight Breathing thod. Similarly, the Sacrificial Light was also a kind of lifeforce.
Ivan’s ‘Sacrifice’ involved sacrificing his own lifeforce, converting it into other beneficial enhancents for himself.
Beneficial enhancents mainly refer to the powers he was skilled at controlling, encompassing various aspects such as strength enhancent, speed enhancent, recovery enhancent, and elent powers like wood, fire, earth, space-type, as well as the crucial spiritual power.
Especially the last aspect, which he valued most, was precisely the reason his spiritual power increased from 227 to 235 graduated degrees.
“For sorcerers, spiritual power is the most fundantal power.”
“Spiritual power is now at 235 graduated degrees, with the crystallization stage’s upper limit at 240 degrees, not much left. The next stage will be the third elentalization.”
“Through the newly comprehended Sacrificial Light, converting one’s own lifeforce into spiritual power, the process may be slow, with considerable loss, but it’s an advantage in its steady trickle without much resistance, making it unnecessary to seek other thods to increase spiritual power.”
“Lifeforce is indeed unique, confirming the saying that life holds endless possibilities, and so does lifeforce.”
Through this enlightennt, Ivan gained a deeper understanding of the forces related to life, which undoubtedly is a power on par with Space-type forces, so vast, diverse, and fascinating.
To his regret, due to his limited understanding of the nature of wisdom power, the Sacrificial Aura could not achieve such a conversion, not in the slightest.
Beyond ‘self-sacrifice,’ the Sacrificial Light also had the effect of countering other Domain Auras and suppressing creatures of a lower class.
The Golden Bloodline corresponded to the Sacrificial Domain Aura.
Now, he already possessed so of the Golden Bloodline, and could be called a descendant of Star Realm creatures.
Star Realm creatures usually have one characteristic in common: extrely strong resistance to space, to counteract the spatial turbulence in the Star Realm River. His Golden Bloodline not only brought a substantial improvent in his physical qualities but also brought a degree of space resistance and limited Space Affinity.
In other words, Ivan’s elent affinity had now beco five-elent, encompassing wood, earth, fire, water, and space.
This was certainly good news.
It was no waste for him to journey from the surface to underground, then all the way to the Westernmost Land.
Throughout the entire Domain Aura enlightennt process, because he trod his own path, he naturally expended plenty of Light of Wisdom and Light of Great Wisdom, but fortunately, he also gained a lot.
First was the Knight Breathing Skill, leaping from Level 9 to beco a Level 11 discipline, and ascending two levels to beco the third Level 11 discipline on the panel.
Linguistics Skill also advanced two levels, going from Level 8 to Level 10.
He accomplished this by learning a new language from the inheritance—Chaos Language, a language of a very high level and the common language of Star Realm.
Next, the Study of Planes went up from Level 7 to Level 8, along with Biology Expertise, ditation Skill, and Energy Particle Skill, all experiencing an increase in Experience Points.
Now, on the Academic Prodigy’s panel, after so additions and subtractions, there remain five pieces of Level 9 and two pieces of Level 11 Light of Wisdom, and four pieces of Level 10 Light of Great Wisdom.
“No matter how you look at it, the gains are more than the losses.”
“There’s still a part of the power hidden within my body, waiting for the day when I am promoted to a true Knight King, and then I can use it to transform into a complete Golden Bloodline. Just thinking about it makes one yearn to set foot in the Star Realm River with just the strength of my body.”
Ivan anticipated the promotion, but advancing to the fourth level involved too many factors, and he was not in a hurry to do so.
Everything had to be planned for the long term.
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Two days later, two Centaurs woke up from their comas and were brought before Ivan.
Although their powers were sealed, and they were seriously injured, the male and the female still glared at him with rage, as if they were silently accusing the person before them of stealing the Centaur Race’s inherited powers.
“Show so respect for Sorcerer Ivan or watch how I’ll slaughter you,” the swamp ant warned with a nacing glance, which added another heavy shackle to the duo.
They stuttered in response but no sound ca out from their mouths.
“They can’t speak?” Ivan was sowhat surprised.
“Hehe, just a little technique for seal suppression,” the swamp ant chuckled.
“Quite practical,” Ivan realized and commanded, “Give them a chance to speak, let’s hear what they want to say. It would be a pity to just throw them into the laboratory to be used as experintal subjects.”
“No problem,” the swamp ant readily agreed, then sternly emphasized to the two, “This is Sorcerer Ivan, our boss, and I hope you can keep your manners.”
Hearing such a conversation, a chill ran through the hearts of the two Centaurs. They ca to their senses a great deal and understood that the person before them was likely to be even more terrifying than the strange beast that had captured them.
The next second, they felt they could finally speak.
“Are you of the human race?” After a pause, Angie could not help but ask, after discerning sothing.
“Not bad, I am indeed human, and a Knight who has practiced the Knight Breathing thod,” Ivan replied indifferently.
“Don’t humans live on the surface? Could it be that you have migrated to the underworld?” Angie and the male Centaur exchanged a glance before asking.
“Of course not, we have always lived on the surface. I ca to the underworld for important business and incidentally sought the whereabouts of your tribe.”
He said this casually, but it caused the faces of both Centaurs to change dramatically, their eyes filled with a vigilant stare at him.
“Don’t worry, I’m not interested in where your tribe is located now, especially since I’ve already obtained the Knight King’s inheritance, hehe,” Ivan said with a chuckle.
To the two Centaurs, such a smile was extrely detestable.
“My lord, don’t you think this is too much? That is the Centaur Race’s inheritance,” the male Centaur accused before Angie could speak.
“That’s right, we once taught the Knight Breathing thod to you humans, and now you have the audacity to covet our inheritance,” Angie joined in the accusation.
“Hehe, that was sothing from thousands of years ago, who knows what the circumstances were back then. Besides, I cannot represent all of humanity, nor can you represent the entire Centaur Race,” Ivan replied calmly, unwilling to take the bla for sothing from thousands of years ago.
“No, we can represent the Centaur Race. This is our tribe’s Grand Princess Angie, and I am an elder, capable of speaking on behalf of the Centaur Race with you humans,” the male Centaur stated firmly.
“Oh?” Ivan raised an eyebrow, this was sowhat unexpected. “Let’s just say I believe you, it seems your Centaur Race has fallen on hard tis, to have declined to this extent.”
The very sight of the Royal Family’s Grand Princess and elder, not to ntion their capabilities, but just the embarrassnt of their current state, was enough to deduce the decline of the Centaur Race, probably hiding in so remote corner barely surviving, a pitiful sight to behold.
“You—-”
The male Centaur was at a loss for words.
No doubt, these words had hit a sore spot, and Angie’s expression turned desolate.
They both fell silent again, and after a while, Ivan and the swamp ant almost simultaneously felt an anomaly; sothing was rapidly approaching, seemingly with a strong malice.
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