Chapter 322: Starsfall
Harvest Orchard.
At the moment, the one welcoming Sonya was, in fact, the Superior member of the Stretch Paw Membership, Mifa.
After promoting off her latest Digital Realm harvests, Sonya abruptly fell silent.
Mifa wasn’t in a rush, quietly having fun with the time they spent alone collectively.
After a protracted whereas, Sonya set free a smooth sigh and stated, “I need to buy the ‘Coronary heart Pen’ Miracle… Are there any promotions or reductions proper now?”
Though Mifa actually needed to provide the sword Princess a freebie, she didn’t have the authority: “No, you may solely purchase it for the unique worth of 15 gold cash. Perhaps you might wait till the Faculty League begins; the college normally affords promotions then…”UppTodated from nô/v/e/lb(i)n.c(o)/m
“Then I’ll purchase it on the authentic worth,” Sonya sighed, wanting reluctant.
Simply as Mifa was making ready the Artifact Spirit, they abruptly heard a sequence of steady ‘pop’ sounds.
It was as if one thing was cracking open.
Sonya turned her head and noticed a fruit falling from a tree behind them, its clear crystal shell shattering with a pop. The spell spirit inside, drowsily opening its eyes, abruptly became a mist and dissipated.
It wasn’t the primary, nor the final.
Pop, pop, pop.
One spell spirit fruit after one other fell, one after one other shattered and dissipated.
Though the variety of fallen fruits was not massive, this example clearly exceeded the younger girl’s tolerance – this was, in any case, the Harvest Orchard of Swordflower Faculty, one of many high Spirit Buying and selling Facilities in Galaxia. The fruit timber have been even a Miracle of a legendary sorcerer. How may such a spell spirit exodus abruptly happen?
However quickly, they wouldn’t care about this little matter.
As a result of they discovered themselves lined by a large shadow.
As talked about earlier, Harvest Orchard had all-glass outer partitions, permitting a hundred percent of exterior mild to cross by. So, the ladies appeared up and confronted the sky.
The celebrities have been falling.
Hundreds upon 1000’s of stars have been falling, together with the three luminous stars everybody acknowledged, the brightest Lunar Star of the night time, and the seventy-two constellations that the younger ladies adored.
However they didn’t utterly fall.
As a result of the “Sky” stopped them.
They have been like trapped balls, pockmarking the sky above with craters. The sky appeared like an especially elastic membrane, blocking all of the falling stars; it was as if a large bubble enveloped the whole world.
Numerous questions floated up within the spectator’s thoughts like bubbles, so dense it felt like his mind would possibly boil over.
There was no commotion, no chaos, no screams.
Galaxia, Abacuray, Magi, Mate, Mis, Aifeng… the whole Stars Kingdom got here to a halt. Numerous folks appeared up on the sky, experiencing a paradigm shift.
Then—
“The Gentle Sect, however…”
“However what?”
“The best way Meteor manifests isn’t as mild however as a bodily entity,” Mifa stated, wanting on the description. “However as a result of Meteors look much like starlight, and ‘starlight’ belongs to the Gentle Sect, Meteor can also be categorized underneath the Gentle Sect.”
Not all spirits have clear sect classifications. Finally, the Spellcasting Sect is only a label that sorcerers arbitrarily use to categorize spirits, a classification that has at all times been relative and partial. To not point out that many spirits exhibit traits from a number of sects, some spirits can’t be categorized into any sect in any respect, such because the Observer’s Substitute spirit.
Spirits got here first, then the Spellcasting Sect. The development of theoretical techniques has at all times lagged behind follow, and generally it lags far behind—comparable to with the Prophecy Sect and the Destiny Sect. From historic instances to the current, all sorcerers have believed these two sects should exist, and so they have found associated spirits, however they’ve by no means been in a position to assemble a whole systemic framework.
Sonya contemplated, “So, Meteor ought to belong to the ‘Star’ sect, proper?”
“There isn’t a Star sect but,” Mifa stated with fun. “Stars are too distant; how may sorcerers make the most of them?”
Sonya glanced up on the sky.
“Doesn’t appear that distant,” she murmured.
Starsfall.
Star Prayer.
The shattered Star spirit.
The Incarnation of the Stars taken by the heroic soul.
The Secret Incarnation obtained by the Observer.
No surprise the heroic soul commander didn’t dare kill the Observer…
No surprise she most well-liked to make use of the troublesome methodology of a Pact to make sure she may efficiently take the Observer’s soul summoning spirit…
So, the so-called Incarnation is—
Out of the blue, Sonya felt a wave of nausea, and all the pieces in her imaginative and prescient started to restructure itself.
Mifa opened the chamber of her coronary heart, daylight fragmented into blocks, fruit timber twisted into tombstones stacked with phrases, the sky became a black deep-sea, and the luminous stars sprouted numerous eyes and mouths. From their our bodies prolonged vibrant skinny strains upward, like bait falling into the ocean…
However when she blinked, the world returned to its authentic state, with no adjustments in any respect.
Certainly, the world hadn’t modified.
What modified was Sonya’s notion.
She knew very effectively the rationale for this alteration. Being with the Observer, this conflicted insect, made it too simple to come across such issues.
When the world as soon as once more shed its disguise, revealing its multicolored darkness, Sonya obtained a response from the Digital Realm by her notion—
“Conceptual Toxin.”