Chapter 273 - A Gift from the Maiden of Truth (1/2)
Chapter 273: A Gift from the Maiden of Truth
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ferde Wilderness
Dorias bolted through the Girvent Forest with the Dark Prince Walter at top speed. He was extremely fast and covered more than 30 miles within 20 minutes. He was just about to head straight to Scorched Ridge when he heard trotting sounds in front of him.
Dorias was curious and accelerated towards the top of the hill. He then saw two women riding at full speed towards him.
He squinted his eyes and immediately recognized who they were. One of them had purple colored hair and wore a light brown armor. She also had a magic pistol hanging by the side of her waist—it was Celine.
There was also a young woman beside her with a ponytail. She looked innocent and wore an intricate armor. This was Link’s magic puppet Nana.
The moment he saw familiar faces, Dorias was ecstatic. He bolted forward and dropped the Dark Prince right in front of them. The Dark Prince then grimaced softly, and a trail of blood appeared on his lips. It seemed like Dorias did not put him down lightly.
However, Dorias could care less and asked quizzically, “Celine, why are you here?”
This place was at least 30 miles away from Scorched Ridge. Even if Celine wanted to train her sharpshooting skills, she should not have come so far.
Celine then took a look at the Dark Elf on the ground before a hint of worry appeared in her eyes. She then said, “If you are back with a hostage, I would suppose that Link is alone right now?”
Dorias seemed unworried as he said, “Yes, but it will be fine. Link is fighting them; they will not be able to win him.”
Celine seemed to think otherwise and asked urgently, “Do you know which direction he went?”
“This…I’m not too sure. It has already been 20 minutes since I left him.”
Celine grew increasingly worried. At that moment, Nana spoke and pointed in the north-western direction, “Master is in that direction. He is heading towards us at high speed.”
“Are you sure?” Celine was doubtful. After all, Nana was merely a magic puppet, how could she pinpoint Link’s location so accurately?
“Master’s blood has a familiar presence. Nana can feel it.”
The moment she said those words, Celine was immediately reminded of the situation when they first met Nana. Link suffered a blow from Nana at that time, and the micro-metal on her blade managed to fuse with his blood, allowing Nana to track him down. She even managed to run underwater while trying to eradicate Link.
It seemed that she still had that ability.
“There must be someone going after him if he is running so fast. Let’s go! We will get him!” Celine waved her hands and charged forward, and Nana followed closely behind.
“Then what about me?” Dorias was left alone once again.
“Take that hostage back to Scorched Ridge,” Celine said.
“Alright then,” Dorias once again picked up Walter with his jaws and charged towards Scorched Ridge.
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Soul Realm.
Link was running for his life while carrying Alloa on his back.
In this space, the power of ordinary spells would be suppressed while the power of the soul would be magnified. Link was somewhat familiar with this space. He could still run at a fast speed despite having an extra deadweight.
However, the people chasing him was fast as well. Amongst them, the most terrifying one was Wavier.
His soul was unusually strong. Link glanced behind him and saw a huge shadow engulfing his sight. Even the sky was dyed a greyish-black due to the dark aura emanating from his soul.
Link was horrified as he said, “Tabinos is truly generous. To think that he would give Wavier such a huge boost to his soul power.”
There were two methods to increase the strength of your soul in the World of Firuman. The first was through training. Magicians would meditate to strengthen their souls while Warriors would put in their sweat and tears to grind their tenacity. The strength of their soul would then grow as they develop their strength in the Physical Realm. The strength of a Level-9 Magician’s soul could be around 1000 times stronger than an ordinary human. He could scare the wits out of an ordinary human anytime he wanted to.
The second method was through a divine blessing. Link had the blessing from the God of Light. This blessing, coupled with his training had granted him with an extremely strong soul.
However, Wavier’s soul was at least ten times more terrifying than Link’s!
It truly was infuriating.
Fortunately, while Wavier’s soul was powerful, he did not seem to be used to wielding this power. He was also not familiar with the principles within the Soul Realm, which greatly diminished his traveling speed. He was only slightly faster than Link despite having a soul that was much stronger. Furthermore, Link was carrying a deadweight which reduced his speed.
After Alloa heard Link’s words, she spoke with a nonchalant expression, “Of course Tabinos will be generous. You have no idea what Wavier did.”
Link was startled for a moment before he asked, “How many people did he sacrifice?”
In order to appease the demon god, one would have to make a sacrificial ritual. Furthermore, it had to be the sacrifice of souls.
“At least 50000!” Alloa reported a striking figure.
Fifty thousand souls? Link was horrified.
The Dark Elves merely sacrificed 15000 souls to get their Divine Gear. How did Wavier get that many souls to sacrifice in such a short period of time?