Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 971: Chapter 408: Miracle Guidance Ceremony_3

The only drawback is that the simulated Power of Root must be something he has seen with his own eyes, and it can only be a pure Elemental System Ability.

The quickness root of the Phantom, the culinary root of the Divine Tongue, and the Sword Dao root of Sword Star, cannot be simulated with Power of Mystical Root Source.

Even with abilities that can be simulated, he can only simulate one Ability at a time.

Besides the basic application methods, he also learned an extreme usage technique from Leman.

He extended his right hand forward, clenched his fist abruptly, and the Mystical Runes within the Domain began to burn. Violent Mystical Energy filled every space within the Domain.

Within the Mystical Array’s coverage, not only did Space Magic become ineffective, but even the Abyssal Game’s item for detaching from instances couldn’t be used under the rampant Mystical Ability.

Back then, Leman wanted to use this trick to self-destruct with him.

Using the extreme rampant Power of Root to forcibly seal the space within the Domain, this high-level method of using Power of Root, if Wu Chang hadn’t seen Leman use it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t be able to comprehend it quickly through self-realization.

Not only transferring Authority and Divine Power, but even demonstrating the use method of Power of Root personally.

This is what truly makes for a one-stop service!

Wu Chang waved away the Mystical Domain that was about to self-destruct and came to Erin’s side.

Over ten days, Erin had completed the basic communication with the Eternal Lake. When using the Sword of Honor and Order, she could already merge her own Power of Order with the Power of Order in the Eternal Lake, enhancing the effect of her Skills.

Moreover, she gained some insight into the effect of ”slaying those who disrupt order while repairing part of the damaged order,” but unfortunately, she hadn’t had the chance to try it yet.

Erin looked at Wu Chang and said, ”You look very tired.”

Wu Chang yawned. The ten consecutive days of intense sleepless deduction were extremely exhausting for both his Heart Power and Physical Strength, even to the point he couldn’t hold on.

He rubbed his eyes and said, ”I just want to have a good sleep now.”

Erin looked at Wu Chang, wanting to do something for him, but the depletion of Heart Power couldn’t be cured with Light Magic.

After a brief hesitation, she said, ”I’ve heard that a lap pillow can relieve fatigue, but I’m not sure if it works.”

”It works!” Wu Chang responded without any hesitation.

It’s easy to guess that Erin must have learned about this from Sakura Island’s anime.

For this misleading, entirely otaku-fantasy fulfilling useless knowledge, Wu Chang just wanted to say four words: Effective, more please.

He rested his head on Erin’s thighs, slowly falling into a dream under Erin’s gentle caresses. By the time he woke up, dusk had already fallen.

This nap was very long, lasting directly from early morning until evening.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Erin’s gaze upon him.

Erin asked, ”Has the fatigue alleviated?”

Wu Chang gave a thumbs-up, ”Of course!”

He reluctantly sat up, reminiscing about the previous sensation and contemplating whether to take another nap.

Erin suddenly said, ”At noon, Han’er came by once and left some things outside.”

”He left with a troubled heart. Do you want to see what he left behind?”

Time rewinds to noon, while Wu Chang was deep in a pleasant dream brought by the lap pillow, Han’er, who left food and a note for Wu Chang, boarded Mick’s carriage heading to the Spirit Medicine Church.

Followers from the capital of Mikel Kingdom were expected to arrive at Sirena this afternoon to prepare for the midnight twelve o’clock divine revelation ritual, and they needed to prepare in advance.

As with previous meetings, five survivors who had witnessed divine revelation sat in the church hall, discussing the upcoming actions.

Unlike before, perhaps because a divine revelation was imminent, Wick, who seemed always on the verge of death, exhibited a radiant burst of energy.

He addressed the five people with a resonant voice:

”Over the years, everyone has seen the decline of Sirena.”

”Yet no matter what happens, I refuse to leave Sirena, even if it means selling off substantial properties to preserve the last Fire Seed of Sirena’s faith.”

”Many consider me crazy.”

Wick’s voice escalated into a deep roar:

”My family, my friends, my servants, even some in the United Council, think I’m crazy too!”

Those present quickly vouched for him, expressing loyalty.

”Archbishop Wick, please don’t think like that; we are all veterans who’ve witnessed divine revelations; none would doubt your devotion.”

”Indeed, it’s simply that those who think you’re crazy are too shortsighted.”

”Archbishop Wick, don’t pay any mind to those people. When the God returns, there will be divine punishment for those who forsake their faith!”

Even Han’er joined in with some comforting words, saying:

”The God hears our prayers, so there’s no need to argue with non-believers.”

Though Han’er didn’t support Wick’s methods, wanting to bury the Extraordinary Power entirely, he respected Wick profoundly.

This wasn’t because of the monthly religious maintenance fee from Wick, but because he saw in Wick thirty years of unwavering commitment to faith.

Such purity and firmness only existed in an era before divine revelation vanished.

Wick coughed heavily twice, then managed to open his drooping eyelids, and forcefully said:

”I’m not doubting you; I’m saying these words just to tell you I’m not crazy!”

”I’ve been persisting to this day, waiting for an opportunity, and now the opportunity has come!”

Accompanying Wick’s voice, the temperature in the Divine Hall began to rise. Han’er turned toward the direction of the heat flow and noticed that, unbeknownst to him, a large fire basin was set up in the center of the Divine Hall.

No one lit it, yet the flame in the basin burned by itself.

In the flickering flames, Han’er vaguely saw an eye.

The eye shaped by the flame was a symbol all five present were very familiar with.

It represented the soul light of the God of Creation. Before divine revelation disappeared, the religion named Soul Light Sect had used it as their sect’s emblem.