When the plot-skips players into the game world

Chapter 824

Chapter 824: Chapter 203 Arrogant Beast·Aiwass (Seeking Monthly Votes) Chapter 824: Chapter 203 Arrogant Beast·Aiwass (Seeking Monthly Votes) After Aiwass confirmed his choice, the other two entries dissipated accordingly.

The golden star began to grow larger and taller, transforming into a celestial body, becoming the only sun in the pitch-dark world.

Then, like tempered steel, it started to extinguish...

It was only then that Aiwass saw its true colors.

Half red, half purple.

Together, they formed a yin-yang taiji in rotation.

It resembled the rising sun, yet also the setting sun.

...

Its image shifted continuously, ever elusive.

But as Aiwass discerned its form, the taiji sun began to spin rapidly and emit light—

Gazing at it, Aiwass suddenly fell into a daze, as if his consciousness had been pulled out of his body.

In his trance, Aiwass saw seven mystical marks.

Three on the left, three on the right, one above.

Four of the marks were dim, devoid of light.

One mark blazed like flames, ashen in appearance.

Another mark pulsed with dark purple lightning, as if darker than darkness itself.

[Sloth], [Envy].

Aiwass immediately understood the meaning of these two marks.

And the one remaining—above all others, Aiwass couldn’t make out its color.

The more he concentrated, the more it seemed to take on any color—it appeared black, then red, even transparent.

As Aiwass’s focus deepened, he finally saw...

It was a mirror.

Reflected within was his own face.

There was Aiwass, with an expression of wild and unchecked pride—his hair was black, and his pupils were blood-red.

Dressed in black light armor, he sat on the throne with a leg casually propped up.

He lightly lifted his right hand to look over, with six differently colored small spheres orbiting his index finger.

“Hmph!”

Suddenly, the black-haired Aiwass, as if noticing Aiwass’s presence,

Snorted coldly and clenched all six spheres in his palm.

He rose from his throne as the earth and the palace shook and crumbled.

Hovering in midair, he swung his right arm horizontally, and behind him, with a whoosh, six grand wings of various colors opened—

Red, blue, yellow, green, white, black.

Behind him emerged a grand, tranquil blue array, facing Aiwass.

Then it began to spark with an outburst of electric light, spinning out of control, three concentric rings revolving swiftly like overworked cogs sparking flame.

Its color shifted to a deep red, nearly purple.

Just then, Aiwass felt a sharp pain in his heart.

A phantom chain emerged from Aiwass’s heart, stretching straight forward, entering into the heart of the black-haired Aiwass.

As if tied together, they were connected.

Aiwass felt a glow of blue light surrounding him—he quickly realized it was not an illusion.

A grand, tranquil blue array appeared behind him too, just like the one that manifested behind the black-haired Aiwass.

Then suddenly, the red and blue arrays, one active, one still, surged inward and closed together, merging the two Aiwasses back into one!

He only felt his spirit becoming infinitely high, infinitely distant—like an indifferent and ruthless monarch overlooking the land, his brain extremely calm while feeling everything in the world was utterly meaningless, fragile like snow.

Aiwass’s pupils were filled with purple flowing light, his gaze aloof and hollow, a monarch-like majestic aura about him.

This intimidated Sherlock far more than Isabel, even more than Queen Sofia...

to the point that the pace of his hastened steps visibly slowed down and then he stopped a few steps away from Aiwass.

But at the same time, there was an extreme sense of harmony about Aiwass.

This harmonious feel endowed him with a strange charm that made anyone who saw Aiwass unable to help but take a few more glances.

The only difference was...

Aiwass felt an emptiness in his heart.

As if he had lost something...

Like making a decision, abandoning his own wishes; or as if someone important had died, and he hadn’t had time to grieve yet.

Aiwass stretched out his hand involuntarily to touch his chest.

Even though he could feel the strong beating and the palpable warmth, there was a sense of alienation as if he was touching someone else’s chest, feeling someone else’s heartbeat.

“I’m fine.”

Aiwass said calmly.

As he said this, new data continued to emerge before his eyes:

[Occupational Traits——]

[The Unforgivable Ritual: Your “Basic Ritual” has evolved into a “Great Sin Ritual”]

[Great Sin Ritual: Rituals one energy level below your Transcendence Path no longer require a Ritual Magic Circle; rituals two energy levels below your Transcendence Path no longer require mana; rituals three energy levels below your Transcendence Path no longer require ritual materials]

[Breaking Free: Your “Demonic Pact” has evolved into a “Phantom Demon Pact”]

[Phantom Demon Pact: You can sign temporary or permanent contracts with entities beyond demons, just like your Demonic Pacts; your “Ritual: Summon Demon” can also summon entities beyond demons]

Following closely, Aiwass’s panel changed accordingly.

Great Sin Scholar LV30: [Great Sin Ritual-6th level (0%)], [Phantom Demon Pact-11th level (0%)], [Curse-3rd level (80%)], [Shepherd’s Nurturing (Essence)-3rd level (0%)], [Demonology Knowledge-7th level (0%)]

Mana Pool: 204/204 (None), 0/42 (Wind)

...Finally, the advancement was completed.

Aiwass slowly exhaled, the cold and rational feeling lingering in his mind gradually dissipating, and the indifferent look on his face began to soften.

Then, he immediately felt an intense weakness and dizziness.

“It seems...

it went smoothly?

Should I eat something first?”

While Sherlock, watching on the side, reacted the moment Aiwass’s expression softened, “Or shall we go check on Lily first?”

“I...”

Aiwass was about to respond when a new prompt appeared.

He suddenly rallied, gathering his strength to look attentively once more.

Let’s see what kind of final payment the God of Light Speed Payment has settled this time!

If it’s weaker than that “First Time Limited Edition Path Trait,” I’m going to grumble!

[You have passed the trial of the Lord of Scalefeather]

[You have felt the gaze of ‘Adaptation’]

[You have acquired the Trait: Adaptation – Essence of Atlas]

[Adaptation – Essence of Atlas: A magic potion refined from the essence of “Supreme Heaven” Atlas.

When you die, you will be reborn stronger (limit once)]