Chapter 78 - The Truth, and consequences for hiding it.
*A movement was attempted to rename the Passive Tyrant to the Aggressive Tyrant. The occasional leaks of the Tyrant in the highest sector conversing with dragonslayers have indicated her true nature.
"Do I have a Legend? Of course I do! You want to see it? Why not–oh hey Lihua!"
*The interviewing dragonslayers were later found beaten and their belongings stripped.
Ryan dodged a strike from Seffara as he tried to build up his [Aura of Self Momentum]. The unfortunate problem was that he couldn’t build up any aura at all when the [Knight] shut down all of his moves.
Also he didn’t have his Epic on Earth.
Ryan was starting to understand just how much of a bonus it really gave him in The Realm. Comparatively speaking, the size of his current aura wasn’t even a fifth of the size he had when he just walked around in The Realm, and that was just considering the size alone.
[Aura Condensa-
A fist crashed into his chest as he went into the air and fell back on the ground.
“Aughagh,” Ryan ‘said’.
Seffara just shook her head, “that setup just takes too much time, not to mention that it seems dangerous as hell if it permanently messed up the circulatory structure in your arm.”
They had poured a high grade healing potion on his right arm and found that it had done nothing to actually fix whatever was wrong with it. Outwardly his arm looked fine, in reality, it felt like it was constantly underwater.
That had all been that singular condensed [Aura Slash]. The cool lightning effect backlash from the [Volatile Antimagic Throw] had been fixed in The Realm with a minor potion.
Damage did track from The Realm and vice versa. It didn’t matter if technically the body on Earth was a husk, all damage would follow you whenever you used dimensional hopping skills.
His arm was something to pester Gamielle about… later. His current exhaustion was bone deep. Hell, tricking that stupid bird long enough to use [Return To Earth] took nearly half a day on its own.
Ryan laid face down in the grass as Seffara walked to his side and picked up his soulsword from his grip. His arm wasn’t the only thing that had broken under the pressure of his aura. Most of it had fully condensed around the blade and it had shattered the blade part in half.
Seffara put a finger across the side of the broken blade and whistled.
“I can’t believe a rookie like you was able to shatter a scaling soulbound weapon.”
“Dnks.”
Ryan still had his face to the ground. The earth was comfortable, it didn’t like to hit him except for the times he fell on it. Then at least it was a mutual hit.
“This’ll fix itself when you reach the next realm. I wouldn’t worry about it.”
“I know.”
He put his head to the side. Still annoyed over his arm. Healing potions didn’t actually heal everything, things like skill overuse and pushing your resources to the limit were on the list of things that couldn’t easily be fixed.
Seffara clicked her tongue, annoyed at his response.
“What you should be worried about is the infusion of aura in this. It’s probably going to mutate when it repairs.”
Ryan suddenly completely forgot about his fatigue as he sat up straight and and stared at the sword in Seffara’s hands, he recalled it without warning and inspected it.
| Broken Sword (Soul-bound, R3, Max R8) Enchantments : [Minor Sharpness] (Broken) [Minor Durability] (Shattered), [Minor Aura Imbue] (Broken) This sword will grow to match the user’s realm. A high achievement score may add or mutate the sword accordingly. It has developed a core of the user’s aura within. Note: This sword has been broken in half. Every enchantment may exhibit worse or unexpected effects. If the pommel shatters then the item will disappear and the user will receive a backlash.
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