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Chapter 695: The Price of Perception.
Three… Two… One…Then it happened.The Hayate who had been standing there in a complete daze suddenly shifted his gaze seamlessly toward Delvan, as though nothing strange had happened at all. The transition was so smooth, so perfectly natural, that it was impossible to notice where illusion ended and reality began.A warm smile spread across Hayate’s face as the breeze swept through the endless plains around them, causing his loose tunic and dark hair to flutter gently.“And you, little brother… who might you be? Don’t be shy,” Hayate said to Delvan with an inviting grin.At the same time, within his thoughts, curiosity surged.“Mmh… this young brother looks exactly the same age as Vesta. Even their height and body structure are nearly identical. Is it possible that he is also as strong as Vesta?”The thought alone made Hayate inwardly sigh.Before him, Delvan stood with his small frame half-hidden by the tall swaying grass that reached close to his waist. His youthful eyes sparkled w
Chapter 694: The Perfect Synchronization(2).
To anyone observing from afar, Hayate looked like a lone individual who had completely detached himself from the affairs of the world. Like someone frozen between reality and thought. Like a man spending his final moments gazing upon nature itself. Yet from Hayate’s own perspective, something entirely different was happening. In his mind, he was currently having a warm and engaging conversation with Vesta as they casually walked through the plains together. The illusion was so flawless that not even the smallest inconsistency existed within his senses. The sound of the wind, the feeling of movement, the positioning of the sunlight—everything felt completely real to him. Then suddenly— Vesta and the other three appeared within the plains. And the moment Venak, Daku, and Delvan arrived in Hespera— All three of them were immediately stunned by the overwhelming vastness of the plains before them. The mana here was incomparably denser than Elysiome. It flowed through the atmosph
Chapter 693: The Perfect Synchronization(1).
For a moment, all of them were stunned by what had just happened with the barrier.The atmosphere around the runic belt turned strangely silent, as if even the air itself had paused in confusion. The glowing runes embedded within the invisible boundary flickered faintly like streams of living silver light, humming with an power that neither welcomed nor rejected lightly.Yet what had just occurred was undeniable. Venak, Daku, and Delvan had been completely rejected.Even Vesta himself stood still for a brief moment as he perceived the scene unfolding before him. His golden eyes narrowed slightly, and the playful look that usually lingered on his face vanished almost instantly.His expression alone revealed that he already understood the gravity of what had happened.His companions had not simply failed to cross.They had been denied access.At that moment, memories rapidly reeled through Vesta’s mind. He repeatedly replayed the exact moment when he and Shiye had crossed into Hespera,
Chapter 692: The Legend of the Hidden Dragon.
After dozens of minutes, the meeting of the Nodoka elders and their Patriarch was still underway deep beneath the mountain within the Sanctum of the Deep Roots.The discussions regarding trade, military patrols, demonic activities, and the unstable political state of the surrounding territories continued heavily beneath the flickering torchlight of the basalt chamber.Voices rose and fell like distant thunder beneath the mountain while ancient formations etched into the walls glimmered faintly with spiritual resonance.Meanwhile—Outside, far toward the eastern side of the Nodoka Village mountain and already several kilometers away from the towering peak upon which the village rested, Vesta soared through the skies.The cyan eagle moved like a streak of cyan energy cutting through the vast heavens above the Yasuraka Plains. His massive wings spread wide, slicing through the morning currents effortlessly while the thick plains below swayed violently beneath the pressure of his flight.
Chapter 691: Gathering Within Deep Roots(2).
Kaito’s face flushed dark, his hand gripping the edge of his seat until the wood groaned under the pressure."You take responsibility? That is a grand word for someone who spends his days on the high peak, isolated from the daily bloodletting of our borders! We are not dealing with a simple hunting party, Soma. What if they are scouts for the Thirsty Bramble Fold? What if they are the vanguard of the demonic cultivators from the low plains? or just our enemies.""I said what I said, and I am not saying anymore on the matter," Soma replied, his voice flat and absolute. He leaned forward, his gaze locking with Kaito's."If you have a problem with my judgment, if you feel your position as an elder gives you the right to dictate who I bring into my family’s domain, we can resolve it the old way. Step into the arena, Kaito. Let us test who has the greater right to speak on the defense of this mountain."The challenge hung in the air, heavy and sharp. The "old way" was not a debate of words
Chapter 690: Gathering within Deep Roots(1).
The descent from the training field was not merely a physical journey; it was a transition from the sunlit, fragile beauty of the mountain’s crown to the calcified, enduring core of the spear-like peak.Master Soma Shirabe moved with the silence of a falling leaf, his haori trailing behind him like an ink-stained cloud against the cyan sky.Beneath the training courtyard, where the world fractured into a sheer drop of thousands of meters, a narrow, mist-veiled cleft in the rock opened into the mountain’s interior.This was the Sanctum of the Deep Roots.Unlike the airy, wood-and-paper residences above, the cavern was hewn from ancient, dark basalt. The walls were smoothed by centuries of wind and refined mana, adorned with perpetual flame torches that cast an orange-and-purple hue across the uneven, chiseled surfaces.The air here was dense, cool, and thrummed with the weight of generations. It smelled of ozone, old ink, and dry earth.As Soma stepped across the threshold, his footste
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