“Good. You see it too, right?” Zenchi called out. Viron’s only response was to dash off in that direction. “Hot-blooded youths,” Zenchi muttered, shaking his head with a sigh. Viron materialized at a spot on the ground, eyes fixed on it. His speed had increased dramatically since learning the new technique, and he felt a surge in his overall magical control. Every bit of his magic attribute was now more accessible to him. He demonstrated this by activating his magic skin, a blend of mana skin and his magic attribute. Unlike before, it stretched further, enveloping his entire arm and extending into his chest and back. He punched the ground, creating a loud bang that cracked the earth beneath him, sending out streaks of lightning strong enough to char the surface. “It's dead,” he muttered, deactivating the magic skin as it began to drain his mana. He referred to a beast similar to one he had slain earlier. Previously, he had to get very close to detect it, but with his new ability,

Asura followed close behind Art as they made their way through the narrowing tunnel. The mana concentration grew thicker with each step, pressing around them. She could understand why Art had chosen this route, though she wasn’t sure if it was bravery or recklessness that guided him since the concentration here was more than the alternative path.Still, she stayed quiet, only the soft crunch of their footsteps breaking the silence.Art, however, wasn’t alone in his thoughts. He was deep in conversation with his guide.'So, you’ve been aware this whole time?' he asked.'Not quite. It’s more like I’ve been in a light slumber. But every time I awaken, I catch up on everything that’s happened. And I must say, you’ve come far. You’re much stronger now.”The numbers didn’t lie. His stats said it all.[Name: Art Von Silver][Race: Human][Level: 94][Ascension: 1][EXP: 4700/5600][HP: 100/100][MP: Locked][MP (Auxiliary): 1050][STR: 114][AGI: 142][STA: 95][VIT: 90][INT: 158][Attribut

*Step**Step**Thud*Art slowly placed Asura against the wall after walking through the exit, which was sealed behind them. Her eyes fluttered open just in time to witness Art’s transformation reverse, as his true weapon faded away.‘Just who is he?’ she wondered, studying him.Art, still feeling the lingering effects of his power, marveled, ‘Amazing. Is this what he meant? I felt that I could do anything. To think I have this much power hidden. Although I doubt that it’s something I can do of my own will. I need a way to tap into it on my own.’ His system hadn’t lied; every injury was healed, and his body felt fully renewed. But before he could bask in it, he doubled over, coughing up blood. ‘What?’ The dizziness hit hard, and he nearly collapsed before Asura formed an ice pillar to support him.“You should rest a little too,” she suggested. He nodded, sitting a few feet away to recover.‘What happened?’ he asked his guide.‘Side effects,’ came the response. ‘Your body isn’t yet st

The massive doors creaked open, releasing a slow, ominous rumble as shadows spilled from the chamber beyond. Inside, the darkness was so dense it seemed tangible, yet something about it felt curiously inviting. This feeling was in stark contrast to the lingering hostility that had accompanied them from the city outside. They stood at the threshold, peering into the black void. And slowly, as if responding to their presence, dim lights flared along the walls, casting a spectral glow that revealed an expansive chamber. With one final glance at each other, they stepped inside. As their feet crossed the threshold, the faint sensation of being watched, which had lingered throughout their exploration of the city, vanished abruptly. The large doors swung shut behind them, the echo lingering uncomfortably.There was no turning back now.Their gaze wandered across the grand interior. The vast hall before them was almost cathedral-like, with a high vaulted ceiling supported by massive stone

Art approached the box with measured caution, his hand slowly reaching for the lid. As the box creaked open, revealing its contents, his initial excitement quickly turned to confusion. The box was… empty. A faint, lingering aura of magic clung to the edges, but there was nothing substantial inside. His lips twitched in frustration."You've got to be kidding me," he muttered under his breath. "Empty? Why does this always happen?"He looked around as though expecting something else to manifest, but the box remained eerily vacant. For a moment, Art stood frozen, processing the sudden anticlimax. The allure of this place, the promise of discovery, had led him to believe that there might be something extraordinary hidden within this chamber, yet it seemed he had come across yet another mystery with no clear answer.Asura, still engrossed in her own box, did not notice Art's growing frustration. Her box shimmered with a brilliant blue light that practically blinded him as she opened it. Art