Chapter 72: True Vision, Truth? Dummy?
The spiritual seed, which began to grow slowly in size, did not have the feeling of vanity after the sudden expansion of things, but was very condensed, and it was obvious that it had gained a lot from this black shadow.
Whenever the strong negative factors on the black shadow's body wanted to gush out the spiritual seeds, an invisible fluctuation would pop out of the ritual drawn by Aaron, directly scattering the gushing negative factors and forcing them back.
In this way, the black shadow that was powerless to resist turned into an empty shell constructed by negative emotions under the sucking of spiritual seeds.
With the completion of the sucking, the silk threads pricked out by the spirit seed shrank back, and the crazy beating spirit seed also calmed down.
The pain in Aaron's body subsided a lot, his wrinkled facial features slowly stretched, the bloodshot crawling eyeballs dissipated unwillingly, and Aaron's will regained control of his body.
He gasped for air, the sharp pain of muscle spasms irritating his nerves, but Aaron felt extraordinarily light.
It's like lifting the weight of a thousand pounds all at once.
The icy cold moon turned into a bright warm sun.
The catkins-like ashes that kept flying in the air melted away in the warm sunlight.
The swamp with the black slime material floating disappears, and the soft sand reappears.
The withered and rotting trees sprout new shoots and soon become leafy.
The malevolent, mad, cold whispers of the wind vanished without a trace.
The whole world comes alive.
Clearer than before, his perception improved!
"Aaron, Aaron......"
A voice rang in Aaron's ear: "Aaron, are you alright?" β
The voice was familiar, but Aaron couldn't remember it.
Who is it?
Who the hell is she?
What about me? Who am I?
Aaron's scattered consciousness retracted, and he rolled his eyes blankly, and the vivid world came into his field of vision, becoming clearer and clearer.
The sluggish mind kicks in:
'I remember, I'm Aaron, Aaron Gaseriel!' β
Erin saw Aaron's dilated pupils refocus, and the boulder hanging in her heart finally fell.
"Miss Irene, how long has it been since I walked into the ritual to complete the formation drawing?" Aaron's voice was a little dry and hoarse.
"About one minute."
It's only a minute?!
Aaron obviously felt that a lot had passed, but he didn't expect that only a minute had actually passed.
"Miss Irene, did you just see anything?"
"No, I only saw that after you drew the formation pattern, your face suddenly became ugly, and then you fell to the ground, your body spasmed, and your pupils lost focus."
Erin asked cautiously, "Aaron, is the ceremony over?" β
Aaron removed the glove, and the centipede-like mark on it disappeared without a trace.
He evoked crimson in his mind:
Name: Aaron Gaserel (Exhausted)
Lifespan: 14/128
Bloodline: Human (96%)γ»Gaserel Black Snake (4%)
Talent: Psychic (True Vision)
Meditation Method: Nairn Basic Meditation Method LV1 (384/1000)
Witchcraft: None
Skills: Painting LV3 (33/6000) (Precision), Nairn Lingua Franca LV2 (100/3000)
Source point: 0
The cursed characters behind the personal status bar are gone, leaving only exhaustion.
With the prompt of the panel, Aaron was relieved that the curse on his body had indeed been removed.
'Why is there an extra entry after my talent?' β
Aaron's attention fell on the entry, and its message popped up:
True Vision: Spend a certain amount of magic and energy to see through the appearance of things and get a glimpse of the reality of the world.
What is real? What is virtual again? When you're staring into the abyss, don't forget that the abyss is staring at you too.
'My talent seems to have an incredible effect, is that what Lilytriz's great-great-grandmother mentioned?' β
'The reality of the world? Could it be that the world I live in is fake, and the world of reflections is real? Authentic? Dummy? β
This problem is seriously out of step for Aaron now.
If he thinks about it any more, his brain CPU will be scrapped.
Lilytris's great-great-grandmother had bluntly stated in her personal notebook that the world of reflections was a nightmare that people like them could never escape, and a dangerous asset.
In this way, Lilytrith's great-great-grandmother's Codex in the world of reflections was worth more than he had estimated!
Aaron stopped thinking divergently, no longer dwelling on this problem, his current strength is as weak as an ant in Jialan.
Even if you know the so-called truth, what can you do?
What's more, if you want to explore the truth, you need strength!
When you get stronger, let's go to the Reflection World to find out." β
All thoughts faded away, and Aaron stepped out of the sadhana and raised the back of his hand towards Erin, with no twisted black lines on it: "It looks like yes." β
Erin's fox ears hidden between her golden hair trembled slightly, and she congratulated with a smile: "Aaron, congratulations, the curse has finally been lifted." β
Aaron also had a smile on his face: "Yes, the sword that has been hanging over his head is gone. β
There is no curse, and even breathing air feels extraordinarily good.
"Didn't Miss Erin see anything else unusual except for seeing me just now? For example, gray ashes that flutter like catkins. β
'Grey ashes flying like catkins?! Erin's pupils constricted, she was now extremely sure that Aaron had actually touched that world in the first minute, and his talent was quite good!
Erin said with a serious face: "Aaron, I don't have your qualities, I can't see this.
Aaron pondered: 'It seems that the world of reflections is indeed visible only to those who possess certain qualities. β
"You have to remember that this matter must not be known to anyone else until you become a high-level wizard apprentice."
Aaron asked, "Why?" Is it because of its rarity? β
Erin was very appreciative of Aaron's reflexes: "Yes, there are very few people who can have the trait of exploring the world of reflections.
That world is full of unknowns and crazy interests, and if this talent of yours leaks out, it won't end well. β
After she finished speaking, she added: "Don't forget, our feet are Jialan, even if it is not in Jialan, in other wizarding organizations, the end will not be much better." β
"Wizards are mostly contradictions of madness and reason, and for the sake of knowledge, for the sake of power, we will be twisted into another person."
Her mother is a living example of this.
Chasing dangerous knowledge, stepping into that crazy and hidden world, and finally becoming like this.
Aaron bowed slightly: "Thank you Miss Erin for the reminder, I will pay attention." β