Chapter 219: The Princess’s doubts

Priam swept apart the notifications earlier than specializing in his vitality and [Diagnostic]. His trachea was in a pathetic state. A draconic Advantage had modified his throat to permit the channeling of a pure aetheric Breath, not a kinetic one. Spitting some blood onto the bottom, Priam realized he was not shielded in opposition to the variations of his Breath.

But, this didn’t imply he could not alter it. By way of [Fire Champion Physique] and Hearth Unity, he had managed to infuse his flames into the draconic assault. Nonetheless, his bodily resistances weren’t ample to dam the terrifying shockwave he had unleashed.

“Variations deliver versatility to my Breath and permit me to focus on my opponent’s weaknesses, however they are often hazardous to my physique,” Priam summarized in a hoarse voice.

He was briefly tempted to make use of the Advantage of [Three-Headed Hydra] to heal himself earlier than dismissing the concept. His intuition warned him that buying and selling his lifespan for enhanced regeneration wasn’t with out hazard. The senescence of his physique reverberated onto his soul, and that might be problematic if [He Who Eludes Death] didn’t heal its getting old. Not everybody may change our bodies as Jasmine had executed.

As his Area blocked some bone fragments nonetheless falling from the sky, Priam analyzed his battle. His opponent had been a weak Tier 3, too occupied with advancing in the direction of Oasis to actually assault him. Regardless of that, its ectoplasm had blocked most of his assaults. His victory wasn’t a fluke, but it surely confirmed to Priam that he was nonetheless not able to face Tier 3s.

The conclusion was disappointing, however Priam wasn’t saddened. Simply six weeks in the past, he was frightened of rabhorns, and at the moment, he had defeated a large necro. His gaze fell on the fractured skeleton, and Priam smiled. He had gained.

Lvl Up: [Revelation Resilience] lvl 10

MEM +3

META (AFFI) +3

META (AUTH) +3

The notification introduced Priam again to actuality. [Revelation Resilience] was a useful ability because it blocked divination makes an attempt, scrying, and even [Identification]. It might undoubtedly be a vital resistance sooner or later. It resembled [Mask], the ability he had fused along with his add-on, besides the latter may falsify his description.

Instantly, an thought struck Priam. Might [Revelation Resilience] ship again tampered info as an alternative of merely blocking surveillance makes an attempt? Or may the resistance inform him who was making an attempt to spy on him?

Trying round, Priam noticed the hoplites and his fellow farmers coping with the inactive undead. Myuri was accumulating Solar factors with a turret she held in her arms whereas Blueberry was furiously smashing some corrupted.

“They want these factors greater than I do, and I am not match to go in opposition to the Necro Envoy.”

Lvl Up: [Revelation Resilience] lvl 11

MEM +3

META (AFFI) +3

META (AUTH) +3

With the announcement of his Mythic Achievement, a ridiculous variety of folks should be trying to divine him. It was the right time to check the boundaries of his ability.

Priam noticed a fallen trunk and leaned in opposition to it earlier than closing his eyes. Divination probes had been inevitably fabricated from aether. The most effective methodology to know the interactions between them and his resistance was to look at the primordial fluid.

Taking a deep breath, Priam cleared his thoughts of all pointless ideas with [Focus] and [Frozen Meditation]. The world quieted down, and he centered on his Area.

His sphere of authority perceived the world with a formidable depth. Priam felt his breath mingling with the wind to create minute turbulence within the air. Temperature gradients had been seen, as had been the mineral grains constituting the earth beneath him. Priam had enlarged his soul house by his current deaths, permitting his Area to achieve a radius of three meters. This represented a quantity barely better than 100 cubic meters.

Calculating this, Priam realized how a lot he had modified in two months. His vivacity and his add-on allowed him to watch an unlimited house. In fact, he did not all the time pay excellent consideration to his Area—and sometimes ignored the half beneath his ft—however he may accomplish that when he concentrated.

A human thoughts should not have been able to this, however this thought did not disturb Priam. He had struggled to change into the Homo Elysian he was at the moment.

Happy along with his selections, Priam centered on [Ideal Aether Perception]. A brand new world overlaid actuality. Describing ambient aether was sophisticated. It was concurrently an vitality storm, a sea of data, a galaxy the place every star represented a world, an infinite net, and a lot extra. Aether may take any type and embody all Ideas.

The trail to the Zenith was nonetheless lengthy.

Maybe as a result of his first Idea was Mist, the aether finally took the type of mist. It lined the world, penetrated matter, and interacted with actuality. Priam’s modified soul perceived the matrix that ruled Creation.

The aether cloud was each stunning and abstruse. An infinity of interactions occurred each second inside his Area, and Priam was incapable of recognizing people who involved him.

He admired this imaginative and prescient for a number of moments earlier than contemplating management [Revelation Resilience]. Priam had no thought proceed. When he used an lively ability, he related to a hidden vibrant star in his soul’s depths. The method was instinctual and required no effort on his half. Since his resistances had been passive, he had by no means wanted to entry them.

“Properly, there must be a primary time for all the things.”

Getting into his soul house, Priam noticed his soul. The glowing orb floating earlier than him hid the essence of his expertise. Randomly selecting one, Priam chosen [Moon Mist]. A swap flipped inside his soul. Pushed by his curiosity, Priam tried to know what had simply occurred, and [Ideal Aether Perception] revealed the reality.

Earlier than the ability, his soul grew to become clear and supplied its secrets and techniques. It consisted of 4 onion-like layers and a core. The rune symbolizing [Moon Mist] was on the third layer. Drawing the aether flowing from the core, the sigil gave it a misty affinity earlier than propelling it into the religious meridians, which then led this vitality into the pathways that ran by his physique.

Sumstreh’s mark briefly stopped this vitality. The divine seal had partially fused with the primary layer, monitoring the soul’s inputs and outputs.

Trying away, Priam analyzed his soul. 4 layers for 4 ability’s rarities. The primary was as huge because it was skinny. Removed from the core, it gave little vitality to the widespread expertise inscribed there in two dimensions. The fourth, closest to the core, contained just one immense rune, [True Will]. The three-dimensional sigil lined a big a part of the accessible quantity, plunging all the way down to the center of the layer.

[[True Will] covers 18% of the quantity of the fourth layer. No fifth layer.

Tier 0’s limits confirmed :

5 Legendary expertise.No Legendary ability.]

Announcement to the Wandering Islands:

Priam Azura slayed a Necromoon Viscount (Tier 3) whereas in Tier 0.

A Mythic feat!

Esmée flashed a skinny smile because the stream got here to an in depth. Priam had triumphed solo in opposition to a Tier 3, changing into a Duke within the course of. Based on her intel, he was catching as much as Arnold, Dishnu, and Tyr. One other individual might need been dissatisfied by the First’s delay, however not Esmée.

Throughout her dialog with Priam, the princess had discovered that upon his arrival in Elysium, he had been as weak because the lowest of the Empire’s serfs. Regardless of this horrible drawback, he had taken each danger, pushing the boundaries of the unimaginable till lastly defeating a Tier 3. He was a self-made man, and Esmée discovered that enticing.

“…”

“You get it?!” the prince shouted, grabbing Esmée’s hair to shake her head violently.

“Sure!”

“Good.”

With these phrases, Aydan kissed his sister’s cheek and left the room along with his guards. Kleya and the servant hesitated for a second earlier than following go well with.

As soon as alone, Esmée wiped away a number of tears of rage. It took her a number of minutes to settle down and summon her grimoire. Aydan’s function was to be a buffer between her and her royal father. By changing into too harmful, he had misplaced his usefulness.

The household geas prevented her from harming her brother, however the princess had the correct to put in writing a narrative about him, so long as it was useful or impartial. Activating her powers, Esmée traced letters on the enchanted paper.

“Scrolling by the Solar Store, Aydan Lóthandorim noticed a occupation helpful to him. He determined to accumulate the knowledgeable on the spot, and she or he accepted the summons. The newcomer was a girl of nice magnificence however a service of a mutant and lethal syphilis… The story takes place within the close to future.”

After placing away her quill, Esmée tore out the web page and swallowed it. Feeling the paper go down her esophagus, she winced. Her abdomen was in knots, and the princess knew it had nothing to do with the paper she had simply ingested. Sorry, I don’t have a alternative…

Standing:

PHYSICAL:

Energy 620

Structure 979

Agility 608

Vitality 870

Notion 754

MENTAL:

Vivacity (D) 516

Dexterity 620

Reminiscence 489 (+9)

Willpower 1 044

Charisma 631

META:

Meta-affinity 579 (+8)

Meta-focus 385

Meta-endurance 428

Meta-perception 265

Meta-chance 230

Meta-authority 75 (+6)

Potential: 18 819 (+6)

Tier 0

Solar factors: 1 180 114 (+0)

[He Who Eludes Death] cost: OFF. Reloaded in 2 hours half-hour 31 seconds.

[Tribulation]: 4 Tribulations pending.

Future Tribulations delayed till:

Time: 162 days 3 hours 3 minutes 44 seconds.

Subsequent thresholds: 12 attributes > 600 / 3 attributes > 900 / 1 attribute > 1 200