One hour after prudently analyzing and scouring the fourth floor. An Icicles dropped one by one from our cloaks and blistered mentality face as the temperature began to rise on our way to the third floor. We ascended to regain our stamina and discuss how we will clear those puzzle
Just as when we placed our steps onto the spherical hall. Frigid brain frost happened as we laid soulless on the floor staring at the crystal clear tiles 為我
But after a couple of minutes later. The frozen chain broke, we finally founded our warmth again. Many scrambled emotions were evoked. We breathed the mild air like narcotics and simmered our body temperature. I have so many questions, and one of them is; why there is goddamn oxygen in this dept of underground space continuum ruins. Seemed like logic has left the chat
"There is nothing there but frigid and cold winter"
"A circling flower garden, giant lying armored statues. Where is my 'Survivor' achievement!?"
"Alas, I miss playing games nonstop while slouching my back with no care in the world"
"We do take that for granted, but imagine this later. Our own home with daily necessities, a small pond, and an outside veranda. There is a little bit hope here and there"
"You're thinking about constructing a house? Well, I guess we can start again from the bottom… This time, without Ednan's help"
"I want to start gardening if we have a chance"
"I wanted a comfy bed. Sleeping outdoor sucks"
"You lazy bullock…"
There is a hope
Now, back to the puzzle-solving
While becoming one with the tiles. We gave all of the information we founded on brain freezing activity back then. She told me what I didn't know and vice versa, even her thought about the newfound art
A circular pattern was founded once again. Similarly, the time and space aspect is still there
If there is a repetition still relevant on all of the floor, it has to be connected with times and space. But there is another new and strange aspect introduced on the fourth floor
A wind, there is an abundant amount of gales coming from one way to another. But even if we have gone far again in that direction, we will be teleported back to the other side just like the spherical hall on the third floor. But I didn't see any symbol or even those intricate flows of energy in that snowy field. Do we need to dig the snow area to found our next clue? If yes, it will be another marathon with all gust of sub-zero oxygen enveloped our hungered physique
Beside me, the brat tugged my cloak "Hey, what if I say. We need a brute force to pass through this one"
And beside her, I responded "Go on"
"I will tell you, after a while, when we go there again. For now, I want to become a log of a tree. I can't feel anything I swear"
"Be my guests"
…
A moment of ecstasy. It was only last for a mere ten minutes, we then got up
I checked my stats
[Name: Unregistered
Mana: 110/110
Race: Sarkhas
Class: Xyo
Soul Essence: 113.000
VIP Lv: 0
Art learned: | Limit Overcharge [Novice]- | Rigid Frozen Heart [Phase One] ]|
And go to that place again
Reunited with the tempest cold of endless gales. We sank our feet again on the piled snow
We have become one again with the blizzard. Emotionless moppet
"I need your physical prowess. A mere theory but it was better than nothing" Said the brat
"Just say it"
"Heh, use your Thunder scroll. Use the heat and clear all of these snow piles"
"You want to torture me?"
"You know what I meant, right?"
I do once thought about the buried hint hidden beneath the snow, it was a possible theory I speculated too, but a painful one
I emotionlessly sighed "Fine, only I can do that"
She gave me a thumbs-up, not a single emotion shown "I wish you luck"
Luck my ass
But I do need to improvise a little
I took the Thunder scroll from the holster on my waist unwrapped the vines
I held it with bare hands as the scroll emitted an abrupt electrical force, every stung I took. I conserved the heat on my blood cells and overload my torso with excess heat as I share it all into every inch of my body. Multiple processes of complicated phenomenon happening at an intense speed
"Urgh"
The heat was turned into a massive source of energy as my stimulant hormone recreated and reaped my muscles at a small duration constantly. The pain and stress converted into adrenaline, and the adrenaline raised the tension of my muscles, as I take off my ragged cloak with one hand, tore them a little
The next time I saw the brat, she spectated my play from the higher ground of the translucent staircase, waved at me, and gave me another thumbs up
I groaned in pain and anger as I sweep the blizzard gales and snows, swung my ragged insignificant cloak with rage until a snip of tiles was seen. But the strong wind covered the tiles again little by little if I didn't do anything
What is this black dust that dissipated from my body? Impurity?
Again, I swung the ragged cloak hard enough as the wind counteract each other. The second I swung again my cloak, it broke the balance, and more area of tiles uncovered. With every electrocution, I began to be able to adequate a bigger amount of energy to convert it and use it. The more time goes one, the more violent my sweeping and the clearer this stupid theory sank
[A new Art has been Learned! _
A positive feedback loop. A pain that we feel can increase our adrenaline hormone, take that hormone into your growth of muscles, tear it again to make us feel the pain
Creator: Dr. Everess | Index number: 89309 | Pain Induced Strenght _
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The Impurity of the mortal physical manifestation can be forcefully created. An overclocked resilience raised by fueling every muscle and bone to the fullest, then burn the old ones to create better substances
Creator: Haelaris | Index number: 588 | Physical Overbearance [First Chapter] _
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The newly strengthened bone and muscles might be broken and torn with the brute, but by keeping the momentum of an enormous energy heat in our body. A soft sponge skin can become hard as a steel-plated exoskeleton
Creator: Gin Horus | Index number: 928 | Energy Safeguard ]|