Chapter 681: Fire (2/2)
Death unseen. You are the true Shadow of Ravenhall, your chosen name both strength in the hearts of your allies and deterrent to the enemies of your home. Your plans for the future are vast. Ripples already travel through the lands of your kind, soon surely turned to waves as your influence and power shapes the future of all you choose to protect and those you will choose to rid from this realm. A being of space and void, not to be seen nor felt, but all seeing nonetheless. The fabric is yours to wield and bend, all those that dare to stand in your way will vanish without trace. Be wise, Void Lord, for you will be the shield of man.
Would you like to evolve your Class [The Faen Valkyrie] to [The Void Lord of Ravenhall]?’
Hmmmm. This one sounds pretty good too. The can’t be seen or felt part is a little spooky, but a fully void and space focused class is bound to be mega powerful. Ilea bounced between the dragonforged and void lord evolutions before she continued reading.
‘ding’ ‘Requirements met for Class evolution: The Faen Valkyrie becomes The Primordial Arbiter. No current skills or stats will be lost, be aware that other evolutions and skills may become unavailable -
The patron of immortals. Leveled six third Class skills to the end of the third tier. Has killed ten four mark beings while alone. Has befriended and learned from the Baron of Violence. Has befriended and learned from the Endless Meadow. Has befriended and learned from an Enavurin. Has befriended and learned from an adult Trakorov. Has befriended and learned from a true Ice Elemental. Has saved three or more species from extinction. Has saved the life of a Lich more than twice their own level. Has the Veteran skill at the end of the third tier. Has ten resistances in the third tier. Has the Space Awareness skill at the end of the third tier. Has the Flare of Creation skill at the end of the third tier. Has mastered two paths of magic seen by some as contradictory. Has the Deviant of Humanity skill in the third tier. Has a third Class at level 500.
An unexpected ally. Beings far beyond your understanding, power, and magic have found your genuine curiosity and unusual nature noteworthy. The Arbiter is neither follower nor ruler, but equal to those she deems her allies. She has approached and learned from beings most of her kind would consider horrors or simply monsters of incomprehensible power. Not as boundless sources of knowledge, but companions on her journey did she treat these primal beings of ancient times. Some she calls her friends, a sentiment perhaps lost or never known to those living at the apex of existence. She remains human, at the very core, the blood in her veins and the magic flowing through her both touched by the very beings she has met in her travels. A master of the fabric like none her kind had ever seen. An immortal, respected by the gods of old. Her will shall bend reality itself, the magic of her enemies but fuel to her power, the flame of creation permeating her very soul and magic. Your ancient peers will watch with pride as soon they’ll welcome you into their ranks of power. Go forth, Arbiter.
Would you like to evolve your Class [The Faen Valkyrie] to [The Primordial Arbiter]?’
Ilea whistled, leaning back as she nearly chose the change immediately. Holy shit that’s a chonker! Still human, space magic upgrades, magic absorption? And the flame of creation. Fuck dragons.
She focused and read through the last option.
‘ding’ ‘Requirements met for Class evolution: The Faen Valkyrie becomes The Trakoborn. No current skills or stats will be lost, be aware that other evolutions and skills may become unavailable -
The heated. Leveled six third Class skills to the end of the third tier. Has befriended and trained with a Trakorov. Has found great joy in lava baths. Has stored enough heat within herself to melt stone. Has ten resistances in the third tier. Has weighed over a ton while having a size of less than two cubic meters. Has incinerated 5000 monsters. Has the Gourmet skill. Has the Monster Hunter skill in the third tier. Has the Deviant of Humanity skill in the third tier. Has killed ten four mark beings while alone. Has a third Class at level 500.
Trembling steps of absolute destruction. The Trakoborn is a giant compared their previous form. Their skin is hardened stone, their blood is lava. All is set ablaze by their very presence. Capable of great destruction, the Trakoborn would rather choose to settle deep within the mantle of the world, sleep and rest the highest forms of bliss, only topped by scorched and crispy meat from beings that had wandered into their domain. In time they will grow, until a new lair shall be chosen, her fires heating up until they’ll break the very laws of reality. Slumber and eat, for life is joy.
Would you like to evolve your Class [The Faen Valkyrie] to [The Trakoborn]?’
Oh well. Not like I expected anything different, Ilea thought and chose her favorite. The Primordial Arbiter. Though she had to admit that a few of the options could’ve worked for her. Not the Trakoborn however, that one was just silly.
‘ding’ ‘Class change: The Faen Valkyrie becomes The Primordial Arbiter
The Primordial Arbiter
Vitality +50
Space Magic is improved by 300%
“What the fuck is happening?” Ilea murmured. Her body started heating up, white flames moving on her skin. She could see herself light up within her dominion. Her soul perception showed white fires touching her very essence.
Skills changed by The Primordial Arbiter
[Phaseshift] becomes [Primordial Shift]
Active – Primordial Shift – 3rd lvl 30
Hmmmmmmmmm… okay. Guess I’m a flesh mage now. Not sure what I think of this with the lack of passing through barriers. But I suppose it has to be strong with the new categories and all the buffs I just got.
The heat still grew, but her ability to resist and store it overwhelmed the surge of power coming from the evolution.
[Flare of Creation] becomes [Fires of Creation]
Active – Fires of Creation – 3rd lvl 30
What’s the chan… wait all spells? Are you sure about that super meadow? she asked herself with a wide grin. She knew that a cost reduction of seven hundred and fifty should’ve made the skill entirely free to use but Ilea assumed the base cost had just shot up to infinity.
[Displacement] becomes [Fabric Tear]
Active – Fabric Tear – 3rd lvl 30
The number limit is gone… so I can just move as many things as I want now? As is the cooldown for the third tier. Portals unlocked, and three sets at a time?
Remove the limiters baby, Ilea thought, checking to see if her hair had turned white. It had not, but she supposed the white flames clinging to her body counted to an extent.
[Space Shift] becomes [Reality Warp]
Passive – Reality Warp – 3rd lvl 30
Hey wasn’t there a number before for the cooldown? Would’ve been better if it stayed that way, but I suppose I should be able to out teleport most things already. The interruption is an aura thing now. Guess in the end I couldn’t escape becoming partial dragon anyway.
The heat had finally peaked, remaining at a constant burn as the flames continued to form.
[Body of the Valkyrie] becomes [Primordial Flesh]
Passive – Primordial Flesh – 3rd lvl 30
Will you look at these multipliers? And the second tier doubled, didn’t it?
She looked through the rest of the skill and sighed. I suppose it helps, knowing that there’s a last thing that would prevent my death… even if it sounds fucking disgusting.
Ilea wasn’t sure if she had so easily chosen the class if the flesh magic aspect had been mentioned. From which one of the supposed teachers did that one come anyway?
She assumed it could’ve been everyone, except maybe the Ice Elemental and Trakorov.
One last skill remained.
[Space Awareness] becomes [Space Manipulation]
Passive – Space Manipulation – 3rd lvl 30
I can move stuff? Ilea thought and found a random pebble, raising her hand as she willed it to move. She started laughing when the stone floated up into the air. Flicking her wrist, she made the small rock hit the nearby wall. Her eyes narrowed as she glanced at a larger chunk a few meters away.
Her open palms gripped the framework as she focused and spread her arms. A crack resounded through the hall, the stone ripped in two.
I suppose the voice changer was foreshadowing after all, she thought and looked down at her hands.