Elizabeth Jones
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Oya seemed not to be convinced by the words of her system. She felt her old self was trying to comfort her and not to cause her any discomfort. However, she knew her position wasn't as good as it seemed, and it wasn't as bad as it looked. "Now, let me tell you about a crucial thing, as long as Ibro isn't here, then your system can't be integrated into the game here. that means you can only play solo with me, and the relation with your game here would be controlled by me. You won't level up according to…-
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Oya didn't know how long she kept standing motionless in her position like this, however once her mind restored its freedom to think again and everything inside it was revolutionary changed. "I'm not the only one who is trying to help him." The first thing she muttered was these words, as this was her main concern right now. She discovered the presence of other girls, girls who weren't lower than her in beauty or personality or strength. In fact she felt some weakness when she thought about those girls.…
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Oya had two choices in front of her, one was to ignore this sound, leave here and never come back. The other was to believe this sound and wait. She didn't know what she was supposed to do, however she felt waiting was the least of what would really happen. She began to rewind the events that led her into here, it all began with the sudden disappearance of Ibro. She didn't know where he went, however she knew he was still alive. She didn't know he was in trouble and needed help, her help. That slight…
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That meant she would lose this test, and by that she would leave here and that headache and these words better to be gone by then. She followed the NPC inside this studio, to see a familiar scene in front of her, as there was a long table in the middle of this studio with a hanged screen in the middle of it. Oya knew this would be the main forging table, and this screen might be the one to help her in doing this. On the three walls of the studio, there were other small tables with many materials over…
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Her feet took her for a small tour around the city, and her small walk was destined to be interrupted again. when she passed by a certain area, the same excruciating headache came with severe pain and the same voice repeating the same sentence over and over again without stopping. 'Seek the blacksmith lifestyle class, don't seek adventure class now.' 'Seek the blacksmith lifestyle class, don't seek adventure class now.' 'Seek the blacksmith lifestyle class, don't seek adventure class now.' She couldn't…
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'Sigh, he is one of my old comrades. The demon clan must have found his altar and then gathered it together,' Ren replied. 'Can we save him then?' Ibro thought about having two ancient human altars inside his soul sea, as this would make his strength soar to a higher level. However his greed was destined to be disappointed. 'Unfortunately not, the demon clan had already killed his soul shards, so what remained now was just his ancient body,' Ren explained. 'Are you saying that he has no soul at all?'…
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Ibro didn't need to ask his system about this spell, as he figured out its effects. He watched the deterioration over that fiend, and then he began to focus over that summoning vortex. This spell was made to inject a tremendous unbelievable amount of energy from the body of that fiend towards that vortex. That would shorten a lot of time indeed; however it was truly a suicidal act. Even if this fiend managed to summon his ancient being earlier than Ren, that wouldn't change anything. Ibro was still…
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The sound of Ren reverberated suddenly loudly around him, which startled Ibro at first, however he didn't delay as he cut his hand using his sword and then he sent his blood to cover the whole altar randomly just before it entered the vortex. The altar absorbed his blood fast before it vanished inside the vortex and suddenly Ibro felt a mysterious connection that began to take shape inside his soul sea. 'Don't panic, I'm now connecting myself to your soul sea. This technique of yours is miraculous, how…
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Ibro could see the contents inside his storage ring, and so he kept staring at the ring observing the altar and Ren's soul shards merge together. The altar was like a dry land that met water, as it began to absorb the soul shards one after another without showing any signs of stopping. Each time the altar absorbed one soul shard, it shook as it gained some size. The minute altar began to grow in size, crossing the size of a thumb heading towards the size of a fist. Ibro wondered if that altar would end…
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'I'm ready.' This was the magic word Ibro was waiting for. He closed his eyes and cleared his mind, he knew deep down his soul he was gambling, however he wasn't that worried. Sometimes all you had to do was just to risk it all, as win always favored the bold. Ibro opened his eyes and glanced over the vortex he was hitting, it was still expanding, and the face of that fiend showed a determination, and Ibro too showed the same kind of face as he muttered: "Gredatos maximos." It was as if an electric…
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