Chapter 361 : Epiphany
Chapter 361: Epiphany
“What is that!?”
Seeing the towering pillar of green light shooting into the sky, Vivian Rose’s first reaction was to grab Janna Roland and rush toward Turin City.
Yet, unlike Vivian Rose, who reacted so strongly upon seeing the light pillar, Janna Roland kept turning her head back, staring absentmindedly in the direction of White Coral Academy.
“This is—the breath of life.”
Urged on by Vivian Rose, Janna Roland eventually followed the large group and arrived safely at Turin City.
After the dual baptism of Darksun Contamination and plague, Turin City no longer resembled its former self. Though it was midsummer,
all the leaves on the trees in Turin City had already withered away.
Even the tree trunks carried traces of decay, showing no sign of vitality.
“Janna, you should hide at my house first. As long as my father is there, your safety will be assured.”
At this time, with Turin City in grave danger, the major wizard families had already left a day earlier, retreating into their respective family secret realms.
Just like the Rose Family, who, under the leadership of Hellman-Rose, had all retreated into the Extreme Cold Secret Realm ahead of time.
The reason Vivian Rose hadn’t followed her family into the secret realm was not only her own choice, but also because Hellman-Rose had personally advised her not to leave White Coral Academy just yet.
“No need, Vivian. I’ll stay here.”
Rejecting Vivian Rose’s suggestion, Janna Roland continued to fix her gaze on the towering pillar of green light rising from White Coral Academy.
Seeing Janna Roland’s refusal, Vivian Rose could only shrug helplessly and go along with her choice, staying with her in the southern district of Turin City.
“La-la—”
As Janna Roland continued to rely on the witchcraft 【Mental Perception】 to comprehend the life energy leaking from the green light pillar, suddenly,
a chant, as though it came from the void itself, echoed in her ears.
“Vivian, did you hear that?”
“Hear what?”
Vivian Rose, who had just conjured two ice-carved chairs behind them, froze in surprise at Janna Roland’s sudden question.
“Singing.”
“Singing?”
Hearing Janna Roland’s answer, Vivian Rose looked even more confused.
“I don’t hear any singing. Are you sure you didn’t imagine it—?”
Believing Janna Roland was simply too exhausted and experiencing auditory hallucinations, Vivian Rose was about to pull her down onto the ice chair when she suddenly froze mid-action and stepped back quickly.
“What are you doing?”
Bell Moonshadow, who had just finished settling the residents in the southern district and was heading toward Janna Roland, suddenly saw Vivian Rose retreat rapidly from Janna’s side—almost bumping into her.
“Don’t make a sound. Janna seems to have entered some sort of epiphany state.”
“Epiphany?”
Bell Moonshadow’s eyes flickered with surprise at Vivian Rose’s explanation. Then, with a wave of her hand, thick fog arose. Controlled by her, the mist converged to form a barrier around Janna Roland.
However, before the barrier could fully take shape, a violent surge of energy burst forth like a flood smashing against a dam, instantly scattering the fog.
“It’s useless—just now I had to retreat so far to avoid the violent magic erupting around her.”
As Vivian Rose said, just as she had tried to pull Janna Roland onto the ice chair earlier, an ominous field of terrifying magic erupted around Janna, making the hairs on Vivian’s body stand on end.
Her innate danger perception from the 【Cochin King Serpent】 bloodline left her no room for hesitation—she had leapt back ten meters before daring to stop.
“If I’m not mistaken, this isn’t a normal magic outburst—it’s the leakage of 【Law】 power.”
“You mean—【Law】?”
Hearing Bell Moonshadow’s words, Vivian Rose frowned deeply. Then, as if realizing something, she turned to stare fixedly at Bell Moonshadow.
“You can sense the power of a 【Law】?”
“No, I cannot.”
At this reply, Vivian Rose finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had nearly thought Bell Moonshadow had, like Janna Roland, comprehended the power of a 【Law】.
Although Vivian Rose had already chosen the path of a 【Bloodline Warlock】, as one of her imagined rivals, she sincerely did not want Bell Moonshadow to surpass her.
“What are you all doing here?”
Hugh Stone and Maro Heigel, who had also finished resettling Turin’s residents, approached upon seeing Vivian Rose, Bell Moonshadow,
and Janna Roland in the distance.
“Of course we’re protecting Janna—?”
Vivian Rose responded flatly to Hugh Stone and Maro Heigel’s question. But before she could finish, a strange scene drew the attention of all four of them.
“The trees—they’ve revived?”
The trees, which had clearly withered and died, were suddenly sprouting new branches and vibrant green leaves.
“La-la—La-la-la—”
Meanwhile, Janna Roland, her mind completely captivated by the ethereal chant in the void, had entered a state of total serenity, forgetting both herself and the world.
It was as though a voice calling from the depths of her soul grew clearer with the singing, filling her with a strange, familiar sense of déjà vu.
“This is her voice.”
After a moment of recognition, Janna Roland realized the owner of the chant was none other than 【Ivrecia】, who often appeared in her dreams.
The reason such chanting appeared out of nowhere, Janna suspected, was linked to that “finger bone” radiating a powerful pulse of life energy.
“Could it be—that the owner of that finger bone was actually—?”
The thought made Janna Roland feel her own imagination was absurd.
Yet, recalling the many strange anomalies within the Misty Forest Magic Tower Barrier, her speculation instead filled her with a profound sense of certainty.
“With the Master of the Law of Nature and Life having already fallen, yet the Magic Tower Barrier still sustaining life’s continuation—that in itself is unnatural—”
Due to the influence of the Darksun, all living beings outside the barrier had suffered severe contamination.
Like those trees shrouded in illusory appearances—they had long been dead beyond recovery.
But within the Magic Tower Barrier, the trees had never shown any decline in vitality. Instead, through the turning of the four seasons, they had always remained lush and full of life.
“Ding—”
Just as Janna Roland sank deeper into thought, a familiar System Notification suddenly rang in her mind—