Chapter 474: Chapter 343 Legendary Heroic Spirit ntor [rman]_3 Chapter 474: Chapter 343 Legendary Heroic Spirit ntor [rman]_3 Is this even possible?
Romus’s explanation caught Tuck by surprise.
Remote teaching from a super long-distance?
Of course, Tuck was very willing to be guided by such a powerful Legendary Warrior.
“Then this would be an enormous expense for senior Romus,” Tuck thoughtfully said.
Romus dismissed the concern with a nonchalant wave of his hand.
“It’s just the material for one ritual altar, not much of a resource.”
After leaving the Magic Cottage’s High Tower Scriptures.
Tuck controlled his Soul Shadow Body and made a trip to the War Supply Tower.
The Seventh Rank Crown material granted previously by Haro was exactly what Tuck needed for his promotion to the Seventh Rank.
This was the perfect opportunity to exchange it at the Purple Magnolia War Supply Tower.
The Soul Shadow Body then returned to the Sublight Shipwreck Fragnt Small World carrying a portion of Soul Chaos Crown Material.
…
Gate of the World Mountain Range.
Top floor of the Steam Magical High Tower.
Tuck examined the Seventh Rank Crown soul material he held.
After a long while, he carefully stored it away.
He exhaled softly.
Tuck looked out the window at the landscape.
The blood-colored mountains faintly revealed the contours of those massive ship planks.
And from the fissures, the blood-colored mist continued to surge incessantly.
Bloody Sea Shipwreck, Bloody Sea Shipwreck.
Imrsed in the Bloody Sea World, fragnts of these ancient battleships, comparable to worlds themselves, had been steeped for untold years.
They had long ford a specific blood sea ecology.
Though now, as they floated out to form their own world, the blood sea attribute still remained to so extent, and it had even evolved into the Blood Mist Ecological World.
All in all, this Blood Mist Ecological World, as small as it was, also had its own unique charm.
These past few days, Tuck had been observing this extraordinary Transcendent ecology, gleaning many uncommon insights.
“Now that I have both Soul Crown and Life Crown materials, along with a regular piece of Origin Energy Lord material, I have everything needed for promotion.”
“At the sa ti, my level has now risen to 69, and the Wizard ecology is thoroughly and firmly established.”
“All things considered, advancing to the Seventh Rank, to beco a High-level Transcendent, should pose no trouble at all.”
“It’s just that… the paths to promotion to [Transcendent Master] within the Wizard faction vary widely.”
“And the direction taken to create a [Sequential Ecological Nest] when advancing to a high-level Transcendent determines the path of a Transcendent Master.”
“My path of study exists so I can choose the direction that suits best.”
“I’ll wait a while longer, until Teacher rman arrives. After gaining a more detailed understanding of the various future directions of practice from the teacher, I’ll choose the specific path that aligns with my own Talent Abilities and thods. There’s no rush.”
“After all, Teacher rman is an Ancient Heroic Spirit nearing Demigod status. When it cos to the realm of Transcendent Studies, his insight, knowledge, and depth are almost unparalleled.”
With this thought in mind, Tuck breathed out slowly.
Tuck had thought it would take many more years to reach the Demigod World and et the ancient Spirit Elf rman, yet unexpectedly, he was going to et him so soon.
Now, with the opportunity to et this ancient Heroic Spirit teacher, Tuck believed his own talents would surely garner so attention from the instructor.
In the following days,
besides his daily training, Tuck’s ti went into studying the ecology of these giant ship planks and expanding the Steam Magic House’s habitat formation.
He began using the ability of “Steam World” to establish a steam circulation between the Steam ecology and the Bug Race ecology.
As he continually utilized the “Steam World Origin Energy Spirit State” ability,
Tuck gradually began to appreciate the incredible aspects of his Talent.
And the essential usage of this Talent.
Which is to transform the World, to make it more suited for oneself.
Hmm… this sounds quite unscientific, contrary to common sense.
But!
In the realm of impossibility, miracles are forged.
This was Tuck’s own path through the Steam Sequence.
Several days after Tuck’s secluded hermitage,
Romus’s people delivered a ssage to Tuck, along with a bounty of Heroic Spirit Altar materials.
Without opening Teacher Romus’s magic letter, Tuck already knew just by seeing these materials.
That the great Legendary Spirit, Teacher rman, who could strip the world of color, had permitted Tuck to offer prayers to him.
……
Days later.
A sizeable ancient spirit altar, almost ten ters high, constructed with sturdy materials and loaded with expensive offerings, was erected by Tuck.
Normally, a bare-minimum Spirit Ceremony would involve a small wooden plank as the ritual altar, a candle, a well-aged skeleton, plus ancient scrolls symbolizing transcendent knowledge to summon or rather, to call upon ancient Spirits of knowledge. Either way, they represented the sa aning.
But Tuck was certain.
In facing the great Legendary Spirit, Teacher rman, who could cause the world to lose its color,
If he dared to use such a simple and shoddy makeshift ceremony,
The great Legendary Spirit, Teacher rman, would undoubtedly roar and bang on the table, casting him out of the apprenticeship.
Even though he hadn’t even beco an apprentice yet.
Standing atop the Heroic Spirit altar, Tuck chanted his prayers softly.
“O Immortal Spirit, walking through the river of history.”
“You are the ancient sage of humankind.”
“You are the pioneer of humanity’s glowing epoch.”
“You are…”
“…”
“Apprentice Tuck Ramore from the far-off frontier lands, seeking your descent.”
“Walking through …”
Tuck chanted the verses over and over again.
Transcendent humans could expand and strengthen ceaselessly, and these ancient Spirit ntors played an indispensable role in this.
Securing an outstanding ntor was of utmost importance for any Transcendent.
When Tuck chanted for the sixth ti,
There was a stir upon the altar.
Before Tuck could fully comprehend the sensation, he heard an energetic muttering.
“Stop chanting, stop… Didn’t you realize I heard you the first ti? Do you think it takes no ti to get here?”
“Lucky for you, the distance was short. Had it been further, would I have had to endure dozens more of your repetitions?”
“Didn’t Romus tell you once was sufficient? The man is unreliable in his duties.”
“Also, your pronunciation is not quite correct.”
The voice was filled with the unique didactic tone of teachers.
Tuck stole a glance.
What he beheld was a Spirit Body wrapped in a radiant halo of ancient Spirits, conveying a sense of profound temporal depth.
It was a frail, withered old man, as if a gust of wind could knock him over.
He was clothed in a coarse robe that seed full of history and was barefoot.
Underneath his disheveled hair, a pair of bright, curious eyes examined Tuck with interest.
“Light Crown Position, Fla Crown Position… oh… damn, what have I seen…”
In the midst of scrutinizing, Teacher rman suddenly exclaid in surprise.
The next mont, the Legendary Spirit ntor plunged his head directly into Tuck’s chest.
“Chaos Crown… the 129th ring state! My god!”
A high-pitched roar reverberated within Tuck’s chest cavity.
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