Chapter 398: Transcendence: Part 3
“It’s almost there… It’s almost there…” Lin Sheng felt in the back of his head a blur of pure white power was mixing with the dark-golden light of the Rock Dragon’s blood. It came out as a group of white-gold swirls, sticky and spinning. Lin Sheng’s soul power was pouring into this swirl.
He once read the breakthrough principle of the Palatinate from a cla.s.sic. The Palatinates achieved qualitative change not by acc.u.mulation but by communicating with the Eventide through the Tide Gate.
The power of the Eventide was endless and immense. It could almost make the Palatinates into the perpetual motion of infinite fire almost in an instant. As a result, with the endless supply of dark energy, the Palatinates could develop various skills of their own unbridled. Also, the opening of the Seagate had caused different qualitative changes in their bodies, producing a variety of exotic abilities.
Relying on exotic abilities, combined with endless dark energy, the explosive power of the Palatinates was a disaster disguised in human form.
Likewise, Lin Sheng vaguely felt his strength was going through the same process. The power in his bloodline, when mixed with the holy power, was knocking on the door of some unknown power.
“I’m afraid that this is not the Seagate. I have too little dark energy in me. I’m not even qualified to take part in it.” Lin Sheng could sense the vortex in the back of his brain. His bodily instincts and soul told him that he needed more soul power to generate this vortex. The more the better.
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In the Workstation, Henricqal, the real world.
As a place for newcomers to work in a unified plan, the Workstation was established by Margaret imitating the system on the Olro’s model.
Survivors lined up in rows, waiting quietly in front of the counter. The deserted department store building was temporarily requisitioned and turned into a camp for these survivors.
“What is your name?”
The middle-aged man responsible for registration glanced at the person in front of him and lowered his head again.
“Soya.”
“Last name?”
“I don’t have a last name.”
“Do you want to stay or return home?”
“I’ll stay. I… I have no more home.”
The person appeared ugly and helpless.
“What are you good at? Do you have working experience, academic qualifications, or special skills?”
“I’m good at… the Seal.”
The man behind the counter paused, nearly snapped the pen in his hand.
The middle-aged Darksider looked up, staring earnestly at the ugly girl.
“Is it the Seal of dark energy?”
“I am a direct bloodline of the Linwei Family, one of the Royal Tripart.i.te of the Seal,” the ugly girl said.
A thought came to mind as the middle-aged Darksider recalled a message he had read before.
Near Miga, monsters and the Black Tide had recently flooded a small country with a long name: Nabkardor-Sallorchelis. The royal family of this small nation seemed to belong to the Seal bloodline, the Linwei Family.
The Seal bloodline referred to the powerful families of ancestors who had once produced top Palatinates, and the Linwei Family was one such family.
One of their ancestors was once a Palatinate with a powerful ability to Seal, and it had since continued to the present. Since these people only married among themselves, their bloodline was pure and their offspring still had a chance to see this exotic ability in themselves.
The Seal was only an auxiliary ability and not very practical, but it had a wide range of uses. Among them was the Palatinates with the Seal, trapping the giant monsters such as the Sunstriders and sealing them in the mysterious realms. So, those who possessed this ability were akin to the great Panda. They were rare and especially cherished.
The middle-aged Darksider knew that they could not make the decision. Through the communication device, he reported the situation.
“Wait a minute. Someone will come and pick you up right away,” the Darksider gently told the ugly girl.
“Okay.” The girl stood there, appearing calm. She knew she was valuable. But she also knew what her limitations were. Most importantly, she knew she wanted revenge. The Black Tide monsters were not the only ones responsible for the destruction of the Linwei Family; there was also the humans.
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Three days later in the dark spirit cave of Caerphipo, a rumbling sound filled the s.p.a.ce. A sea of dark spirits was rushing toward a white light in the center of the cave as if ocean waves pounded a reef. But they could not even move it a bit.
Lin Sheng stood in the sea of dark spirits. With the swing of his sword, white holy light burst out and killed dozens of them instantly. He did not even have time to pick up the dark spirit beads as he was busy dealing with the approaching dark spirits.
He had already ravaged through the entire dark spirit cave in the past three days, killing seven or eight thousand, if not ten thousand, dark spirits. Among them were higher-form and General-cla.s.s dark spirits. He injected all the soul power he acquired into the white-gold vortex in the back of his head.
As if Lin Sheng was too brutal, killing too many dark spirits, or for some other reasons; on the third day, an army of dark spirits suddenly came out of nowhere and began to attack him. Among the army of attackers were many Darkspirit Generals.
In desperation, Lin Sheng had no choice but to put on his Armor of Dawn, taking the enemy head-on.
“Kill him! Kill!” A roar could be heard coming from a distance. Someone was directing the dark spirit army.
However, Lin Sheng had no intention of taking down the head of the army yet. The soul a.s.sault of the dark spirit had little effect on him thanks to his powerful soul. Let alone the physical attack. Under the protection of his Rock Dragon bloodline and the Armor of dawn, he did not even feel a thing.
The dark spirits looked like a bunch of miserable moths. They only bet on their sheer number, sacrificing their lives hoping he would somehow fail.
Lin Sheng was waving his sword, using the beams of holy power slaughtering the dark spirits surrounding him. He occasionally found a chance to grab a few dark spirit beads, purify and ingest them to replenish his soul power.
Time seemed to be meaningless in the ma.s.sacre. Dark spirits were dropping like flies. Some formed ritual circles to gather strength to attack Lin Sheng. Some harnessed the elements of heaven and the earth, turning them into toxins and weapons against him. There were even some used illusions, disguising as someone important to Lin Sheng to try to deceive and disable him.
All these tactics were useless, though. Lin Sheng just needed to swing his sword and kill the dark spirits en ma.s.s.
Standing afar were three Darkspirit Marshals, dreading as they stared at Lin Sheng.
“He has to pay the price with his life!” a marshal that appeared to be a female barked.
“he has a suppressive power against us! We cannot defeat him alone!” another marshal said.
“Then we join forces and use Telluric Doom! If he does not go away, we will make sure that he perishes along with us!” the female marshal snapped.