Chapter 117 - The Voices Identity (1/2)

Chapter 117 - The Voices Identity

Chapter 117 - The Voice's Identity

The green liquid flowed down his throat and Varian felt a warhout him

All the aura derivatives in his body—chi, space power and hed in comfort

It was as if his body was soaked in a war The pain slowly, but surely, disappeared

As a Level 4, his recovery rate was high With the assistance froree

Blood was generated, skin was regrown, thened

Varian kneas not a mature Ambrosia The one he took only had a fraction of power

But even then, he could feel the majesty of its existence

Aeons were able to do it

Despite the best efforts to replicate the dungeon environment, humanity failed countless times

They didn't know the reason… but Varian, at the ift of a dungeon was neither the beast cores, nor the precious resources It wasn't even the aeon itself

His own level was too low to coic, Varian was able to grasp that it held greater secrets

'Sohed as the last bit of injury in his body healed

Then the warmth coiled around his aura derivatives and finally dissolved into chi

[+5 Xp

+5 Xp

…

+5 Xp]

The chi in his body rose substantially On a micro-level, the resonance between the chi and each cell of his body increased

Not only that, his chi, space power and mana were restored to their peak Essentially, he surpassed his previous peak

After a while, Varian stood up and clenched his fists

Pop!

Pop!

The air in his palth

'Status'

[Body Path Level 4: 200/1000

space Path Level 2: 100/200

Lightning Path Level 3: 350/400]

'I wonder what a mature ambrosia can do?' Varian wondered

'Hey, don't even compare them, okay? This one barely has 1 effects coued

Varian shrugged If the effects increased linearly with age instead of otten far more But it was beyond his control

"Besides," He glanced at the corpses around and collected their beast cores, "It's not like there isn't any use"

'I certainly got stronger I can try falling fro' He grinned slyly

But the annoying voice rang in his head

"They're almost here… they're near! Hurry up!"

"What? This is only the 4th day! There are still 33 hours" Varian squinted his eyes in suspicion

"I… calculating error" The cute voice admitted

Varian's mouth twitched, and he asked, "33 hours of error… do you kno untrustworthy you sound?"