OBS Chapter 3829 Dawn Elf and Fishhook
Chapter 3829 Dawn Elf and Fishhook
Chapter 3829 Dawn Elf and Fishhook
But by the time Claire realized that black flames had appeared on her body, it was too late to break free. She broke free from the pull of the black sun, but the black sun in the sky grew larger and larger, swallowing the sky and the yellow sand, as if it wanted to devour the entire world.
Claire was unable to move and could only watch in horror as the sun covered the world before her. Her soul and body were struggling desperately, and the eleven golden steps and twelve life rings behind her had all been revealed.
The struggle between her soul and the apocalypse made her body, enveloped in the phantom of black flames, somewhat blurry. Fortunately, at that moment, a clear bell rang out, seemingly shattering space and time. Her consciousness focused intensely on the blurry Claire before her, and she even heard a cat meow within the sound of the bell.
The ever-expanding black sun suddenly stopped with the sound of the bell, but Claire clearly saw a dazzling golden light at the very center of that black sun at that moment.
That was certainly not Ellie from afar, nor Mia who was disturbed by the unicorns, nor Shad, whose whereabouts were currently unknown.
Claire clearly saw that the golden light in the black sun was herself at that moment, the sunlight emanating from her body, manifested in the black sun.
"Yes, I am the sun too!"
All the insights she had gained since the end of the year melted into her heart at this moment. Claire stretched out her hand toward the center of the black sun, and in the instant her fingertips overlapped with the golden light, she felt her body and soul be completely ignited.
For Claire Reinhardt, the darkness had finally receded. The death and destruction that should have come were no longer connected to her after her enlightenment through ice and fire. Manipulating ice and snow, manipulating the blazing sun, all the stones that had weighed on the great witch of fate had been removed. Claire knew that she now truly belonged to herself.
"Claire! Claire!"
When she regained consciousness, Claire was holding the Ring of Destiny, "Dawn," which she had retrieved from the black sun. She found herself being held by Megan. Large swaths of sandstorm blew around them as they retreated along the sea towards the island.
"There's probably a big problem at the mountaintop. Although I'm reluctant to admit it, the end of the world has come. The sea battlefield is now a quagmire, and everyone is retreating."
Megan explained to Claire as she flew close to the sea surface, and seeing that Claire was still a little confused, she added:
"Congratulations on advancing to the twelfth rank."
"is it?"
Claire then realized that she was indeed a twelfth-level Great Witch, but this was expected by everyone. Once a dual-class witch breaks through one level, the other level will also break through quickly.
But even though it was expected, Claire was still very happy looking at the Ring of Fate in her hand and feeling the power she had gained after her advancement:
"They even said I was just a minor supporting character, I think..."
"You've all been promoted one by one. I bet the Speaker will be overjoyed this time."
Megan then spoke, but her attention was mostly focused on the retreat. The civilian fleets had already returned to port, and now only those who had been in the center of the battle at sea remained.
Claire was startled:
"Who else got promoted?"
Although news of someone's promotion reached the ship before Shad entered the ruins, Claire was out leading the team at the time. By the time she returned, the situation had worsened, and everyone on the ship had forgotten about it. Furthermore, after the snake's head emerged from the sea, she led the team out to sea again, and was completely unaware of the news.
"do not you know?"
So the wise witch gestured for Claire to look back, and Claire laboriously turned her head to look behind her. She saw that at the edge of the ever-expanding sandstorm area, a barrier of seven-colored light was blocking the rear of the group retreating from the battlefield in the center of the sea—the witches had clearly saved more than one person.
The person casting a spell to control the seven-colored barrier, holding a Ring of Fate in their hand, and with thirteen rings of destiny floating behind them, clearly looked like Sylvie:
"Ok?"
Claire didn't understand at first, but she grasped it after a moment:
"Sevi has advanced to the thirteenth rank? Me."
Although she no longer cared about being a "minor character" and knew that she was the protagonist of her own life, Miss Claire Reinhardt was still somewhat unhappy at a time when she should have been.
However, she soon noticed that Sylvie, who had followed her, seemed to have an even more obvious expression of displeasure than she did.
"What's wrong?"
Claire, now capable of flying independently, asked Megan for details. The wise witch, though unaware of what had transpired at the foot of the mountain, understood everything from seeing Sylvie return after her ascension and recognizing her distinctive scent.
"Sevier, she probably only took a bite of a pastry during afternoon tea before being called out to work. Claire, don't mess with Sevier right now; a girl who hasn't eaten enough can be quite terrifying."
While Ellie was shaking the holy bell in Oracle Square, and the unicorns and cats were crying out together—the cats were complaining—other things were happening besides the evacuation from the sea battlefield.
The great elf, sent flying by the terrifying power of the molted snake, transformed into a small elf in mid-air. The fate of the Sixth Age's apocalypse did not directly contend with the chosen one of time; it cleverly used the power of the apocalypse to cut off Emilia's path to drawing power from the World Tree sapling in the "Throne Land." Thus, Emilia, who suddenly lost the power of the chosen one, fell directly from the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain.
She was enveloped in a dark, apocalyptic light, and like a falling meteor, she plummeted straight down to the foot of the mountain.
Emilia was prepared to crash directly into the ground, but instead, she fell into the water with a splash. For an ordinary person, there's not much difference between falling to the ground from that height and falling into the water, but for a high-ring Pokémon, the latter meant she should only suffer minor injuries.
However, she entered the water too quickly, and almost in the next second, she plunged headfirst into the silt at the bottom of the water.
However, Emilia can certainly breathe underwater. When playing hide-and-seek with the academy's unicorns, she once hid underwater for a full three hours without being found.
At this moment, she struggled to first summon her life ring, which transformed into a sapling to support the dark gold dial, and then used the power of time to dispel the black light binding her body. Although she could not transform into a great elf again for a short time, Emilia was almost unharmed.
She then understood that the molting snake probably just wanted her to leave the battlefield temporarily and not be able to return in her best condition for a short time.
She was inwardly complaining that the other party had seen through her biggest weakness so quickly. Just as she was about to surface, she noticed that there seemed to be something else underwater.
Pure-blood elves have excellent dark vision, so she looked over curiously and immediately recognized that what she saw was a crooked monastery standing in the water.
The monastery's exterior walls were made entirely of black stone, and despite being submerged in water, they remained completely free of moss. Even the metal exterior decorations and the pointed roof ornaments showed no signs of rust.
Emilia even discovered that the monastery windows were intact, and that there were shadowy black shadows watching her from behind those black glass windows.
Even in the water, the pointy-eared sprite felt as if its head was about to explode—
"Sage-level Relic: The Sunken Tarmont Monastery!"
These relics were discovered not far from the elven camp. Their origin lies in a monastery that, after blaspheming the gods, was punished and eternally submerged in water. The lake belonging to the monastery attracts people to commit suicide by drowning, but with special fishing rods and bait, one can also obtain some unexpected treasures.
Even if Emilia were in her full strength, let alone not being able to use it all right now, she wouldn't easily jump into a place like this:
"I'm not far from the camp and I've somehow fallen into the relics!"
Emilia then felt that what she should be considering now was not when she could return to normal and go to the mountaintop to provide support again, but whether she could escape from this relic.
The dark shadow in the monastery had also noticed the little sprite falling to the bottom of the water like a cannonball. When Emilia tried her best to rise to the surface, she found that no matter how high she swam, the distance between the water surface and herself remained unchanged, and the monastery was still right in front of her.
"Is the only way to leave this place to break into the monastery? I remember that the core of the monastery is the result of these people's blasphemous research. I must find the results and burn them. Everyone who unfortunately enters this area must do this. It is both a way to leave and a punishment for the blasphemers."
Emilia thought to herself, but then she encouraged herself, believing that she would definitely be able to leave this place soon:
"The mountaintop still needs me!"
Just when she thought she was about to be forced to act out a scene of "a pretty elf bravely venturing into a monastery, the chosen one fighting evil alone," she suddenly heard a clear, tinkling bell. Even though she was in the water, the sound was so clear it seemed to be right next to her ear.
"Oh?"
Then Emilia saw a fishhook cast from above the water, which coincidentally went directly into the monastery through the chimney, and then a bright green ring was caught on it.
"The Hook of Earl? And that ring?"
The fishhook-shaped relic found by the Witch Council does not allow fishing in this area. Although this area is known for its unique characteristics and can yield many valuable catches, it's hard to predict what problems might arise from the combined effect of the two relics.
Now, the fishing hook was clearly cast into the water, and a swivel had even been caught. Emilia didn't know what was going on, but she knew her chance and good fortune had arrived.
(End of this chapter)