Chapter 148: Buying new Spark (Part 1)
The sun had just shifted into its golden sheen, bathing the world below in a soft, radiant glow. Its warmth didn’t scorch—it highlighted. Every curve of the land, every tree and stream, now shimmered as if touched by something divine. The sky was clear, the light gentle, and the world underneath seemed to exhale in peace.
Adyr didn’t rush.
He soared high above, wings steady, cutting through the air with silent grace. Below him, the world stretched out like a painted canvas—serene and untouched.
He passed over dense forests stitched together from a variety of greens, each tree unique in shape and hue. Between them, a clear stream twisted like a silver thread, reflecting the sky’s golden palette. Beyond that, the horizon rose into towering mountains, their snow-capped peaks catching the light like polished marble. The white at the summits glowed cold and clean, a quiet promise of biting temperatures above.
As he glided, his gaze fell on scattered villages. From up here, they looked almost like toys—simple structures nestled between roads carved long ago by carts, feet, and time. The web of winding paths and well-worn trails hinted at how long life had endured here. Civilizations had risen, moved, lived, and faded, all beneath this same sky.
After a while, his focus turned inward.
I should register the level-3 talent now, Adyr thought, and directed his consciousness into his Dawn Land.
At the center of his inner domain, a satchel pulsed faintly with violet light, brimming with condensed energy crystals. His energy-form approached it in silence. He reached out, pressing a hand against the pile, and began drawing power. A hundred energy units surged into him, absorbed without resistance.
He withdrew his awareness and returned to the sky, still flying, the wind brushing past his face. With practiced ease, he pulled up the system messages and located the Observer level-3 notification. A single mental command, and 100 energy vanished from his reserves.