8 – The Vibe’s Too Strong
Using the butterfly hairpin to cast Divine Analysis on herself had brought Teresa trendous shock.
She had never heard of any Divine Analysis being so detailed that it even included suggestions.
Divine Analysis was, at its core, an analysis based on knowledge and experience accumulated by predecessors.
The data and text displayed ca from the database of the Sea of Sages.
To a certain extent, this could be considered the wisdom of the sages.
Then wouldn’t this “suggestion” also count as a recomndation from the sages themselves?
That was no small thing.
After all, the knowledge stored in the Sea of Sages was static, but suggestions were dynamic.
[Blade of Destruction and Creation: Sacred Oblivion]?
She had never heard of such a na.
But with a na that long, it had to have at least so background, right?
At the very least, the flair should match the na.
Casting Divine Analysis on herself had provided quite a bit of information.
The blade-like mark on her face was caused by her body absorbing a weapon called [Sacred Oblivion].
Once the weapon was fully absorbed, the mark would vanish.
After that, she would undergo a qualitative transformation—her Divine Maiden Awakening.
This body had the potential to beco a Divine Maiden? …Well, that made sense.
Divine Authority was inherited through bloodlines from gods.
Golden Elves, as the closest elven subrace to the Elven God, naturally possessed Divine Authority.
“Teresa…?”
So that was this body’s na?
For so reason, as she whispered the na, Teresa felt a strange familiarity.
Even though this was the first ti she had ever seen the na, it didn’t feel foreign to her—It was as if… that was her na all along.
Ah! Why would she think that? Could the pointy-ear have cast so kind of cognitive spell on her?!
Was all of this the work of the hairpin? …Then what would happen if she used the hairpin’s Divine Analysis to analyze the hairpin itself?
Teresa shifted her gaze toward the butterfly accessory beside her temple.
Item Na: [Golden Chalice Butterfly Ornant of the Fairy Goddess]
Item Description: Created by the Elf Progenitor God.
An heirloom of the Golden Elf clan.
Once worn by the Elven Progenitor and the Elf War Goddess.
Durability: Slightly worn
[Item Function:
Randomly raises one of the user’s abilities to “Legendary.”
Golden Chalice Gacha.]
This thing used to belong to the Elven God?
Wait a second—what’s a “Golden Chalice Gacha”?
Teresa tapped the related keyword—And imdiately, a scene full of déjà vu appeared before her.
Special Offer! Artisan-Class Weapon [Cobalt Crosslance] Limited-Ti UP!
First 10-pull guarantees at least Artisan-class gear, alchemy items, or enchantnts!
Bonus: One Roaring Alchemy Flask per 10-pull! Guaranteed featured weapon in 150 pulls!
…What the heck.
Wasn’t this just like the gacha gas she played in her previous life?!
It even had pity guarantees!
The familiarity was so strong that Teresa almost thought she had opened that mobile ga called Terrible-Dog again and entered the summoning screen.
Ah, no slander intended—She nearly forgot that Terrible-Dog didn’t have pity systems.
Who would've thought that even after transmigrating, she’d still run into this kind of local specialty from back ho.
The vibe was just too strong.
Even more surprising—The otherworld version of Terrible-Dog was better than the Blue Star version!
At least this one had pity pulls.
You wouldn’t end up bankrupt and still staring at worthless fodder.
That’s surprisingly user-friendly?
Teresa thought the huge “LIMITED UP” label was already strong enough—But below that, there were also countdowns like “XX more pulls until guaranteed featured item,” and buttons labeled “Single Pull” and “Ten Pulls.”
There was even a redemption screen.
Every pull gave one shard.
Accumulate enough, and you could trade them for items.
Teresa skimd the item list.
Most required ten shards minimum.
The cheapest was sothing called a “Low-grade Substitute Doll.”
Nope. This déjà vu was way too strong.
She glanced at the summon icon—a round chip resembling a casino chip.
Sure enough, she had zero of them.
One hundred and fifty pulls just to hit pity—Who the hell could afford that?
Only whales with credit cards or hyper-grinders from her old world could hit that guarantee.
She had just arrived in this world.
She didn’t even know how to get the chips.
Hoping to hit sothing was just a dream.
She looked at the artwork of the featured [Cobalt Crosslance], Then at the label: “Artisan-Class Weapon.” Her heart burned with desire.
On the continent of Kaleburn, weapons were roughly divided into several ranks—Scrap tal with no grade, Common-grade, Elite-grade, Warlord-grade, Artisan-grade, and Heavensmith-grade.
Above that, there were the five Legendary Relics forged by the God of Smithing using World Crystals.
Warlord and Artisan-class weapons ford the dividing line—Everything below belonged to the realm of mortals.
Everything above belonged to the realm of gods.
The key difference was enchantnts.
Weapons below Artisan-class weren’t enchanted.
So regardless of how tough or sharp they were, they couldn’t stand up to Divine Authority.
Only Artisan-class and above gave you a fighting chance against Divine Maidens.
At least they could actually injure them.
If she had an Artisan-class weapon, her combat power would skyrocket.
Wait, no—She wasn’t a Divine Maiden.
She was just a powerless Divine Child.
What good would a weapon do her?
Single Pull (Once per week, first two pulls free)
Free?! There's a freebie?
Teresa blew on her small hands, rubbed them together, eyes sparkling with stars—and tapped Single Pull.
A charm pouch popped open—a glowing white card shot out, lighting up Teresa’s stiff little face.
First pull: white light.
Even in another world, she was still cursed with poor luck?!
As the white light faded, a slim alchemy vial filled with clear liquid appeared in her hand.
At the bottle’s neck was an ornate silver pin etched with a star pattern.
Sohow, it didn’t feel like a complete waste.
What the heck was this?
Teresa used Divine Analysis on the alchemy potion in her hand.
Item Na: Blindness Potion
Item Category: Alchemy Potion
Effect: Remove the silver pin at the top and throw the vial.
Releases a burst of powerful white light that temporarily blinds enemies.
…Yo, this was literally a flashbang!
With a design like that, it was hard not to believe the alchemist who created this was a fellow transmigrator.
Holding the long vial that needed two hands to grip, Teresa pouted gloomily.
Seriously—what was she supposed to do with this thing?
She wasn’t breaching A-doors.
They might as well have given her a stamina potion instead.
Unsatisfied.
Annoyed.
The golden-haired loli puffed out her cheeks.
Eyes gleaming with reckless energy, she tapped Single Pull again.
This ti, she finally got sothing good—A burst of purple light exploded from the charm pouch.
And when she saw the item that appeared in her hands—Teresa’s jaw dropped wide open.
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