Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots

Chapter 1219: Chapter 494: Community of Destiny_3

She gently stroked the young dragon gradually losing consciousness:

”You should feel proud; not many can become eternal in such a way.”

The memory passed to Nari, the pain of the body being dissected was merely superficial.

What brought her true skin-deep agony was the despair of ”being abandoned by family, regarded as an object.”

As the last vestige of memory’s echo vanished in the air of the Room of Origin, the entire space fell into a nearly suffocating silence.

Nari’s hundreds of eyes slowly closed, her consciousness deeply immersed in the pain she had just ”experienced.”

It was a more direct emotional resonance.

As one equally yearning for ”family,” she could completely feel the kind of bone-chilling cold Aselia felt when betrayed.

Being regarded as ”material” and ”tool” by the one you trusted the most...

This experience shatters not just the body, but also the basic trust in the world, in others, and in ”love” itself.

After a long silence, Nari reopened her eyes.

But now, her gaze towards Aselia was completely different from the previous hostility and disdain.

Instead, it was a more complex, condescending ”pity.”

”So...”

Nari’s voice softened:

”You’re also a pitiful tool abandoned. I’m starting to understand you, little ice block.”

Her tentacles swayed in the air with a comforting motion:

”No wonder you’re so persistent about ’order’ and ’control.’

After being completely betrayed by the one you trust the most, ’predictability’ becomes the only source of security, doesn’t it?”

Aselia’s dragon shadow trembled slightly, but she did not open her mouth to retort.

”What you want is not revenge, but proof.”

Nari continued her analysis:

”You want to prove that you’re not worthless ’material,’ want to prove that the great one who regarded you as a tool was wrong.”

”That’s why you cling to Ron, because in him, you see a possibility of reaching a higher level.”

At this, Nari’s tone suddenly changed.

Pity still existed but was now mixed with a colder element:

”But do you think Panadora is your biggest enemy?”

Like pronouncing a judgment of doom, she gravely declared:

”Do you think staying by this child’s side will give you a chance for revenge? You are... naive to the point of absurdity.”

The density of reality in the space began to change.

Nari was mobilizing her deep connection with ”Mother,” preparing to show Aselia a deeper truth.

”Let me show you what true despair means.”

As Nari willed, space began to distort.

The walls turned transparent, the ceiling disappeared, and everything around merged into some sort of flowing translucent substance.

In this environment akin to a dream, the outline of every soul began to manifest.

On Ron, an extremely tiny but indelible mark was emerging.

It was pitch-black like a drop of ink, but the ”hunger” contained within was so intense it was terrifying.

It was an endless desire for all things, the greedy essence of turning external creations into one’s power.

The mark was slowly but steadily ”growing.”

”You from the Second Era, ’old ice block,’ should know what this aura indicates, right?”

Nari’s voice turned cold and ruthless.

Aselia’s dragon shadow started to shake violently, genuine fear glimmering in her amber eyes.

As a ghost from the Second Era, she knew better than anyone the taboo and horror of the ”Devourer.”

Its code of conduct was completely unbound by any morals or reason.

It was pure hunger, pure possession, pure destruction...

”Witch Kings like Panadora, in front of the ’Devourer,’ don’t even count as appetizers.”

Nari continued her ruthless revelation:

”You pin all your hopes on a target marked by the ’Devourer,’ and yet here you discuss ’order’ and ’stability’ with us?”

”Don’t you find it laughable?”

This mockery was deadlier than any anger.

If Ron was destined to become food for the Dominator, then clinging to him was tantamount to offering oneself for death.

More cruelly, this ”destiny” didn’t come from external curse or enemies’ conspiracy.

But from the other’s own choice—choosing to cultivate ”Star Eater’s Ravings,” choosing to pursue greater power.

At this point, several of Nari’s tentacles wandered over, comforting and stroking her child.

Ron stood quietly aside, nodding at Nari.

Indicating he understood how dangerous the path he had chosen was, not injured by those cold words.

He also sensed that Nari’s words contained some intentional exaggeration.

”Nari said, in front of a Dominator, a Witch King doesn’t even count as an appetizer...”

He internally assessed the accuracy of this claim:

”But according to the ’Extraordinary Comprehensive Guide,’ the Record of the ’Dominator Expulsion Plan,’ in the face of Dominator tribes, the Witch King level doesn’t guarantee direct confrontation but at least ensures a safe retreat.”

Ron’s gaze wandered between Nari and Aselia, analyzing in his mind:

”Nari deliberately exaggerated the threat of the Dominator, likely to completely break Aselia’s psychological defenses, making her abandon any possibility of ’independent thinking.’”

”This is a sophisticated psychic manipulation technique—creating absolute fear to establish absolute dependency.”

But he also understood, Nari’s actions were not out of malice:

”However, her core point is indeed correct, traditional power structures really struggle to counter Dominator-level existences.”

”And the ’rule-breaking’ characteristics of chaos might genuinely create some unexpected possibilities.”

Of course, the most important thing is his trust in the Professional Panel, which has accompanied him in growth since the fusion of souls.

Ron watched the process of Aselia being persuaded and did not interfere:

”Nari is using a cruel but effective way to forcibly bind Aselia to us as a collective of fate.”

”Though her method is almost coercive, from the result... this alliance might indeed be our best choice facing unknown threats.”

”Why...”

Aselia’s voice became extremely faint, like the last breath of the dying:

”Why tell me these things...”

Facing this question, Nari retracted the coldness she had previously feigned:

”Because, little ice block, I need you to understand reality.”

”Now, do you understand?”

”Only by using the most ’rule-breaking’ method, can we create a sliver of ’impossible’ vitality.”

Her countless eyes simultaneously fixated on Aselia, the pressure from the collective gaze surged like a tide:

”Traditional power systems, established growth paths, so-called ’order’ and ’stability’—these are jokes in front of a Dominator.”

”Only chaos, only the power that could ’redefine the rules,’ could tear open a path in an absolute dead-end.”

She finally looked at Aselia:

”But this requires time, it requires him to grow stronger, and it requires... cooperation.”

”From now on, you need to learn how to fortify our ’hope’ before the apocalypse arrives.”

Faced with this harsh reality, Aselia fell into a prolonged silence.

Her dragon shadow slowly contracted in the air like a wounded animal curling its body.

Eventually, she emitted almost inaudible sigh:

”I... understand.”