The Olivendi Family Talisman is a pendant shaped like a Frost Crystal Bird, crafted from Eternal Secret Gold and Void Cold Crystal. It is a standard piece for all Olivendi Family head's direct descendants, a solid Ninth Rank Limit orange accessory with no level restrictions.
The main body is fixed with a Mind Sealing Technique personally enchanted by a Ninth Rank Limit expert, which can immunize against all thought reading, mental control, and mind illusion spells below the Ninth Rank Limit, and it alerts the wearer.
The three tail feathers respectively add high-tier curse resistance, high-tier teleportation skill, and Olvarsha's force field wall.
But these are not the most crucial; the talisman has one most powerful, fundamental ability, which is the ultimate safeguard for him as a direct descendant of Olivendi.
Anvis still remembers the solemn words Duke Carrot told him at that time.
"See the gemstone on the Crystal Bird's eye? Inject magic power into it, and I will immediately descend across space based on the position of the crystal stone!
This teleportation is equivalent to a teleportation array's fixed-point teleport, allowing it to ignore most spatial blockades."
"Remember, if you encounter a truly critical moment, never hesitate. Seek aid immediately!"
Indeed, strike the young, and the old will appear.
However, since Anvis has not officially advanced in rank, he can currently only use the passive effects of the talisman.
"May I ask, are you male or female?"
Ceasing to think about irrelevant matters, Anvis looked at the pigeon.
"You must understand coo, although coo seems like a 'pigeon', it is fundamentally different coo—"
The pigeon said seriously, though its pigeon face showed no expression, Anvis couldn't help but feel it was very serious when saying this.
"You can consider coo as a special mysterious phenomenon, likewise, coo also has no so-called 'gender' coo—"
In the luxurious room wafting a faint calming wood fragrance, the handsome and pale noble youth and the large white pigeon stared at each other.
"So, what is your purpose?"
"Coo also wants to ask why you summoned coo?"
"It was just an accident, I didn't know this would happen."
"Accidents don't absolve you of responsibility coo?"
Anvis was momentarily speechless.
"So, how would you like me to take responsibility?"
"According to the rules, the moment you summoned coo from the dark side of the Sea of Origin, a contract was established coo. You can summon coo to help when needed coo—"
"And every time you summon coo, you need to..."
As it said this, the pigeon paused, spreading its wings before its eyes, as if looking at something.
"...need nothing coo! You've already paid the price coo! Before the seventh dimension of the Sea of Origin collapses into shadows, before the Dream Realm's first butterfly undergoes its 114213th transformation, you can freely summon coo—"
I've paid the price?
Slightly startled, Anvis raised an eyebrow, his blue gaze scrutinized the pigeon.
"Can you tell me what the price was?"
"That's a secret coo—"
The pigeon waved its wings, indicating it couldn't disclose.
Anvis was somewhat puzzled, but remembered the pigeon's self-introduction: a segment of the extradimensional creature 'Kain Woda' observable from the low-dimension angle of shadow in the manifest world.
Considering the extradimensional creature's perspective on the lower dimension's timeline, the price paid likely wasn't by his "current" self.
"Then, what can you do for me?"
Anvis looked at the pigeon, probing.
"Can you help me fight?"
"Coo won't be affected by attacks from this dimension and cannot interact with this dimension's matter coo—"
"Can you help me deliver a message?"
"Yes, as long as you can give me the message coo—"
"Can you help me scout the situation?"
"Yes, as long as you can understand my description coo—"
"So what exactly are you useful for?!"
"That's a question you need to ponder coo!"
Looking at the proudly head-held pigeon, Anvis couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.
Seeing the noble youth speechless, the pigeon waved its wing.
"If there's nothing else, coo will take off coo. When you need coo, summon coo in your mind!"
Having said that, without waiting for Anvis to respond, the pigeon flapped through the wall and flew away.
Thinking for a bit, Anvis tried summoning the pigeon in his mind.
"Is there anything else coo?"
The white pigeon's head popped out from the shadow cast by the lamp, its non-reflective red-black eyes staring at Anvis's face, creating a bizarre image.
"No... just testing the effect of summoning you."
Anvis said, his face twitching slightly as the pigeon's gaze unnerved him.
"Then, goodbye coo!"
The pigeon's head retracted back into the shadow.
After a brief moment of shock, Anvis shrugged helplessly, composed himself, sat cross-legged in his usual spot, pulled the "Ancient Secret Scripture" into his arms, and gradually immersed himself in meditation.
Keeping it close during meditation, accompanied by the subtle, bizarre murmurs echoing deep within the mind.
His spiritual power enhancement speed slightly decreased, but the quality of spiritual power gained distinctly improved, a phenomenon he discovered inadvertently.
......
Void.
Endless void, like the cold deep space devoid of stars.
Yet in this depth of void, a mass of chaotic mist surged and billowed.
Anvis's consciousness floated in this space, quietly feeling the gathering magic power, sensing his spiritual power intensifying bit by bit under the magical tempering encirclement.
The mist-like spiritual power ebbed and flowed following a certain rhythm, slowly stretching out towards the distant spirit sea, but what it touched at the edges was more void.
Every night spent meditating, Anvis experienced a similar scene, but today, something seemed different.
As the undulating spiritual mist, similar to thousands of previous times, expanded again into the deeper spirit sea, the mist edges suddenly encountered a peculiar obstruction.
Like real mist hitting a wall, it helplessly curled back, halting its growth momentum.
"Finally reached the limit..."
Anvis quietly sensed that strange margin, sighing inwardly.
"Then, it's time to prepare for advancement."
The angle of time is always so peculiar; in the observer's moment of daze, the entire world has changed much.
Currently, it's been about half a month since he acquired the Ancient Secret Scripture.
The player with the ID of the Last Dragon Descendant had already been abandoned into his caravan, with subsequent training and unpaid work arranged perfectly.
Players have a dedicated beta feedback area on their panel, where these beta testers exchange game information and feedback issues.
Utilizing some posts in the feedback area, Anvis finally gained some insight into the player dynamics of the "real" world.
Simultaneously, he also understood just how outrageous the Last Dragon Descendant was.
This guy, using very serious and intense wording, reported a bug to the official company about not being able to change gender during character creation.
And threatened that if not fixed, when the game released, he would use ten alternate accounts to crowdsource a rating...
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