'Is Divine Spirit something part of this world or is it just a ploy by Systems?' Compass Carburettor frowned, unable to determine just what was the truth.
"But, I have to find it out first. It'll be risky, but I have to determine it. Otherwise, all my plans would be destroyed by him." Sighing, he muttered, closing his eyes to sleep.
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It didn't dawn yet, but Ranze had already woken up and finished his preparations. He wore regular clothes underneath his sect uniform. And strung to his hip was a spatial bag containing all the necessities he had packed.
In the Gaider Realm, spatial bags were expensive. But, the one with him was given by Elder Galda just to complete his mission faithfully, causing him to be grateful. After all, when everyone else looked at him with disdain for awakening a Trash Martial Spirit, Elder Galda was the only one that logically told him the problems with it and the means to solve it.
