Chapter 255: B3: C45: Grand Turtle Beast
Zarian realized on the first day of his journey that he and Para had to compromise their insane training method. Journeying across the Stone Sea River demanded some measure of practicality.
Spikes of atmospheric wild magic mixing with irradiated moon dust surfing on the briny winds created a host of random and nearly cataclysmic storms that flew at his face. The higher the altitude, the worse the moon-touched winds roared in his ears and assaulted the wizard with gusts that could rip apart non-rankers below Level 100.
Moon magic didn’t seem to agree with Zarian, either, since moons were sources of lonesome lights that held against the darkness. Not as strong as the suns or the stars, but they were still a little antithetical to complete darkness.
Thus, he couldn’t really gain anything from the fallen moon rocks.
Zarian kept cultivating anyway, his back shining purple from the gravity-producing webbing there. Para handled the bulk of the curse from the mythical crown, fighting it with a frenzy and some input from Zarian.
They were doing decently. But they felt wearier faster than they should. Aura Slayer was the blame. So they compromised there.
Zarian came down to the water’s surface and used Aura Mastery in another unique way. He channeled water magic through the sword. That was easier to do while surrounded by water that wasn’t all moon-touched and had some ancient magic of its own.
Like a high-powered surfboard, the legendary weapon took them on a ride over the rolling waves. Zarian kept his feet glued on its broad surface and learned to surf on the fly.
He had more than enough base Agility and physical buffs to learn in one minute. After ten minutes, he was a better surfer than all the surfing grandmasters from the old world.