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Chapter 670: The Thirsty Bramble Fold.
Venak remained still for a moment after Vesta finished speaking, his gaze resting on him with a depth that went beyond mere listening.The forest around them swayed gently, leaves whispering as the thick vitality-rich air of Elysiome pulsed with quiet life, yet Venak’s mind moved far louder than the environment itself.“Fascinating… truly fascinating…” Venak thought, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he studied Vesta—not as a comrade in that moment, but as something far more complex.“Vesta is amazing… but one thing is clear after everything he just said. Without intending to, he revealed something important… at his core, he is still just a child.”His gaze softened just a fraction.“A child born with overwhelming power… and flooded with knowledge he himself does not fully understand.”A faint exhale left him.“Good… at least he carries a sense of responsibility. No matter how strong he is… that part grounds him.”His posture straightened subtly as resolve settled within him.“So
Chapter 669: The Inheritor’s Limit.
“Runes and formations, huh…” Vesta said, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he were staring at something far beyond the present—something only he could perceive.For a brief moment, the usual playfulness in his expression faded, replaced by something quieter… more conflicted.“For some reason…” he continued, exhaling slowly, “…I can’t.”Silence followed his words.“It’s not that I don’t have the knowledge. That’s the strange part.”He lifted his hand, fingers curling gently as faint wisps of cyan energy flickered into existence around them. The flames did not roar—they whispered, controlled to an almost unnatural degree.Each strand of energy bent perfectly to his will, flowing like silk threads woven through the air.“I can recall Father's battles… his techniques… his spells… even the way his energy flows when he fights.”His voice softened slightly, almost reflective.“Those things… they come naturally to me. Like instinct. Like they were always mine—even though I can’t fully replica
Chapter 668: The Alchemy of Survival.
As they stood there in the clearing, the air still humming with vitality and the grass swaying gently beneath their feet, each of them began digesting the plan Venak had just laid out.The idea of turning entire factions against each other within an unknown prison realm was not something to take lightly—yet none of them rejected it outright.If anything, there was a quiet excitement simmering beneath their calm expressions.It was then that Du Shiye suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.“Brother Venak,” he said, his tone measured, “as Vesta mentioned earlier… at the location where he appeared on the other side, the air there was filled with necrotic mana… and also demonic mana.”Vesta, who was still half-lounging on the grass, lazily raised a hand.“Yes, I did mention that,” he confirmed.Shiye nodded slightly, his eyes narrowing in thought.“Then we should assume that wherever we enter from—especially the western side as Brother Venak suggested—the environmental conditions might be s
Chapter 667: The Hespera Incursion.
Around the same time as Kivic had been left behind to keep watch for Vesta, beyond the rune belt in Elysiome, the air remained calm—pure, saturated with vitality, and humming softly with life.In stark contrast to the chaos brewing on the other side, this region felt almost sacred.Vesta dashed through the towering trees, his figure blurring as he repeatedly invoked his stepping technique.His body dissolved into motes of cyan flame—flickering embers that scattered momentarily—before reforming several kilometers ahead in a single breath.Each transition was seamless, the flames neither wild nor destructive but controlled, refined, bending perfectly to his will as if they were an extension of his very existence.Within mere seconds, he had traversed vast distances, the scenery beneath him warping into streaks of green and gold.The canopy whispered as he passed, leaves trembling from the disturbance of his speed, yet no branch broke—such was the precision of his movement.Soon, the fam
Chapter 666: The Ember of Rebellion.
Evden stood before the raging sea of cyan flames, his gaze locked onto their brilliance as he slowly dismounted from the Tri-Venom Tiger. The beast growled lowly beneath him, its three tails swaying uneasily as even it seemed wary of the inferno ahead.Evden stepped forward, each footfall deliberate, the ground beneath him still warm and scorched from the spreading heat.The closer he moved, the heavier the air became. Heat pressed against his skin like an invisible force, suffocating, relentless.Beads of sweat began forming along his temples, trailing slowly down the sides of his face. Yet still, he pushed forward—his eyes narrowing, studying, analyzing.Then—he stopped.Not by choice, but by instinct.A single step more, and even he understood—he would be stepping into danger he could not easily withdraw from.The heat here was no longer tolerable; it was oppressive, invasive, as though the flames themselves were alive and aware of his presence.“This…” Evden muttered, his voice lo
Chapter 665: The Saint’s Cage.
Whoosh—whoosh.The forest breathed with a low, ancient rhythm as the targeted man dashed through the towering woodland, his figure a blur weaving from branch to branch. Each step was precise, controlled—his feet barely touching the bark before launching him forward again. Leaves trembled in his wake, and the dense canopy above filtered the dim, emerald light across his moving silhouette. With a final leap, he ascended higher than before and landed upon a thick branch, crouching low, his hand braced against the rough surface as he stilled himself completely.Silence.From that stillness, his senses expanded outward, his perception stretching like an invisible net through the forest. The air itself seemed to ripple faintly as he probed deeper, searching, listening.Above him, unseen and untouched by that probing gaze, Vesta hovered lazily in his falcon form—his cyan feathers faintly shimmering against the filtered light. He did not flap his wings wildly; instead, he floated with effo
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