As Zorvax observed the luminescent cocoon that had enveloped Ophelia during her transformation, his eyes were fixed with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation. The cocoon, radiating a soft, shimring light, was a testant to the profound changes taking place within.
Gradually, the glow of the cocoon began to dim, and tiny cracks started to appear on its surface. Zorvax leaned in slightly, his stance indicating his eagerness to witness the result of Ophelia’s evolution.
Finally, the cocoon shattered, revealing the evolved Ophelia. She stood there, her appearance largely unchanged but with an aura of increased strength and presence. Zorvax’s eyes scanned her, taking in the subtle changes that indicated her newfound power.
He quickly accessed her status on the system to confirm the extent of her transformation:
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[Na: Ophelia]
[Race: Zombie Elentalist]
[Tier: 2]
[Abilities:]
[1. Elents Manipulation]
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A broad smile of satisfaction adorned Zorvax’s face as he observed Ophelia, now reborn in her new form. His eyes conveyed genuine interest as he inquired, "How do you feel, Ophelia?"
Ophelia, still acclimating to her enhanced abilities, turned to face him. Her smile, a reflection of his own, illuminated her features. "I feel... happy," she replied, her voice brimming with joy and excitent. "This evolution has fortified . I’m eager to reclaim my forr power and push beyond it."
Zorvax’s eyes lit up with approval at her response. "Your new ability, Elents Manipulation, it’s a formidable addition," he observed, his tone laced with anticipation. "It will undoubtedly be an invaluable asset as we proceed."
Ophelia’s response was an enthusiastic nod, her eyes shimring with the thrill of exploring her newfound power. "I’m truly excited to discover the extent of what I can now do. Manipulating the elents marks a substantial advancent from my initial capabilities."
As they conversed, Zorvax’s expression shifted to one of contemplation. He extended his hands, and with his ability, he began crafting sothing out of thin air. The air crackled with energy as two guns took shape, materializing in his hands. They were sleek, almost otherworldly in design, a perfect blend of technology and power.
He offered the guns to Ophelia. "These should complent your abilities well," he said, a hint of pride in his voice. "They’re designed to enhance your combat prowess, especially in tandem with your elental manipulation."
Ophelia’s eyes widened in delight as she took the guns, turning them over in her hands. They felt light yet powerful, a perfect extension of her evolving nature. "These are incredible, Zorvax," she exclaid, her voice a mix of gratitude and eagerness. "I can’t wait to test them out in the field."
Zorvax watched Ophelia, his nod indicating his satisfaction with her new elental abilities and guns. "With your elental powers and these guns, you’ll indeed be a formidable force," he said, his tone carrying a hint of pride.
He then turned his attention to the bodies of the wolves scattered around them, particularly focusing on the black wolf. "Now that you’ve evolved, let’s put these beasts to use," Zorvax suggested, his voice firm with determination.
Ophelia, standing beside him, nodded in agreent. Her expression was one of readiness, her eyes reflecting a newfound confidence in her abilities.
Zorvax approached the black wolf, and as he did so, the system interface automatically activated:
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[A High-Quality Corpse Detected]
[Which type of summon do you want to use?]
[General] [Sergeant] [Soldier]
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Zorvax, his gaze fixed on Ophelia, listened attentively as she assessed the black wolf. "It’s a High-Quality Corpse," she said, her voice steady and certain. Her eyes moved over the wolf’s form, analyzing its potential as a summon.
Zorvax stroked his chin thoughtfully, weighing their options. "You are top-quality before evolving to a general," he said, speaking more to himself than to Ophelia. "This wolf, while high-quality, might not be suitable for a general role. The top-quality summons should be reserved for that rank."
Ophelia’s face reflected her consideration of Zorvax’s words. Her eyebrows knitted together slightly in concern. "Finding top-quality corpses will be a challenge, though," she pointed out, the concern evident in her voice.
Zorvax’s expression hardened with resolve, his eyes shining with the determination that had beco characteristic of him. "Indeed, it will be challenging. But we aim to rule this world, Ophelia. For that, we need the strongest forces we can muster."
Ophelia nodded, a look of understanding dawning on her face. "I see your point. We should strive for the highest quality in our generals."
"Let’s proceed with the sergeant summon for this one," Zorvax decided, his tone indicating his final decision on the matter. "It will be a valuable addition under your command."
Ophelia responded with a firm nod, ready to accept this new responsibility. Zorvax then confidently selected the ’Sergeant’ option for the black wolf’s corpse.
As he confird his choice, another notification from the system appeared, drawing their attention imdiately:
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[A Tier 2 core is needed to be the source of power for the zombie.]
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Zorvax’s eyebrow lifted in a mix of surprise and curiosity at the system’s announcent. He glanced at Ophelia, a spark of intrigue lighting his eyes. "It seems a core is essential to activate the summons," he said thoughtfully, his fingers rhythmically tapping against his arm. "We’ve gathered a number of Tier 2 beast cores from our earlier encounters. It’s ti we put them to good use."
Ophelia leaned closer, peering at the system interface with keen interest. "Indeed, utilizing these cores seems like the logical next step," she concurred, her voice echoing the strategic significance of this revelation. "The system’s evolving features are opening up new avenues for us."
Zorvax nodded, his gaze returning to the system screen. "Let’s see what this sergeant summon can do for us." His fingers moved with purpose, selecting the option to use one of the Tier 2 beast cores they had collected.
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[Using Tier 2 beast core.]
[The sergeant is being summoned.]
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Zorvax and Ophelia stood attentively as the summoning process began. The air around the black wolf’s body shimred, and a soft, ethereal glow started to emanate, casting a gentle light in the surrounding area. The glow intensified, indicating the transformation was underway.
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