Chapter 1301 - 588: Advancing to Epic! (Second Update, Bonus Update 325!)

Chapter 1301: Chapter 588: Advancing to Epic! (Second Update, Bonus Update 325!)

Accompanied by the changes in light around him, Herbert’s aura surged and condensed at an astonishing speed.

The power that originally belonged to the Legendary is rapidly transforming into a more terrifying "Epic Power."

It’s no longer just an enhancement in strength, but a qualitative transformation.

The power of the Domain is restrained, turning into a more fundamental "Power," allowing the rules in a small area to tilt towards him with a mere thought.

Standing there, he seems to have become the temporary "center" and "definer" of this wasteland, and even a broader area.

Herbert appears to be transitioning from an executor of rules to a creator.

Simultaneously, he is merging with the aura of the Mist Mountain Range, as if the two are slowly blending.

Under Herbert’s feet, the scorched earth miraculously sprouted tender green shoots at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding vibrant life.

The broken rubble seemed to reverse in time, gently vibrating, as if trying to restore itself to its original state.

The Divine Kingdom, which has been in ruins for thousands of years, seems to awaken at this moment.

"What is this!!?"

The Legion Commander sprawled on the ground, feeling the vast and majestic aura, as the Soul Fire flickered violently in utmost shock.

He witnessed the growth of shoots from the scorched earth with his own eyes, heard the faint murmurs of the rubble, and recognized the familiar, weak aura belonging to the Divine Kingdom at its glorious peak, now re-emerging from this land that has been dead for thousands of years!

As an observer, the Legion Commander is even more astounded by the scene unfolding than Herbert himself.

This is... such incredible power!

Lord Herbert is actually reviving the Divine Kingdom!!?

"This is simply a miracle..."

Having personally witnessed the miracle, the Legion Commander realizes more deeply that the presence before him is far beyond merely being a Contractor of his Master.

Lord Herbert is, perhaps, even sharing the authority of his Master?

Is this right?

Is this something an ordinary Contractor can achieve?

Since when did his Master become so generous?

As a devout follower of the Divine, the Legion Commander is well aware of his Divine’s character.

Would he share?

Moreover, this power that triggers celestial phenomena, already surpasses the scope of ordinary Epic.

It’s not just on the threshold of Epic; even at his peak in the past, he probably wouldn’t have had such presence.

The Legion Commander can sense the aura of an Ascension Ceremony on Herbert.

He also knows that those who have completed an Ascension Ceremony are referred to as "Ascenders," or by some, "Celestial Destiny Epics."

But even those shouldn’t have such presence upon entering Epic!!?

It’s not only about powerful strength; it’s a kind of... special stature.

As if he, upon entering Epic, immediately stands at a key juncture on this path, with an extraordinarily close connection to the world.

Could it be that Lord Herbert has directly ascended to Demigod?

The Legion Commander’s heart trembles with excitement at the thought, but he dares not make too big a move for fear of disrupting Herbert’s advancement.

To follow such beings as the Master and Lord Herbert... is the highest honor!

The last trace of shadow in his heart from the past disintegrates completely under this dazzling Divine power, leaving only pure reverence and loyalty.

He lowers his head further, like the most devoted pilgrim.

Sofia stands quietly by, looking at Herbert, a genuine joy and pride appearing on her indifferent face.

She gently touches the fragment pendant on her chest, feeling a more intimate connection with Herbert.

"My Master... your path is becoming more expansive."

Miss Centaur bows slightly, bending her knee in a respectful salute to Herbert.

They maintain silence, fearing to make any noise.

But, in truth, the worries of the Legion Commander and Sofia are pointless.

While they’re cautiously and prudently holding back, some people don’t care at all and loudly clamor in Herbert’s mind.

["Wow!"]

In Herbert’s consciousness, Nenasha exclaims: ["Making such a big splash? You can do it! As expected, my partner who I take pride in!"]

There is undisguised pride and triumph in Her tone, as if Herbert’s accomplishments are Her own.

["At last, you are now formally qualified to sit at the table, moving from a piece to a player."]

["Heh, rest assured, Epic is just the beginning, afterward we’ll..."]

She is already envisioning the future, her voice jubilant but then, as if recalling something, it carries a delicate trace of concern.

["However, let’s keep steady for now, don’t get too flamboyant upon just advancing; solidify the realm first, and then address other matters later."]

...

Elda, at the edge of the territory.

Valentina, who was boredly swishing her tail and pondering how to deceive yet another set of Heroic Spirit armor, blinked, her massive dragon head suddenly lifting, with her vertical pupils contracting instantly.

"Hmm?"

She perceived the overwhelming aura from afar, yet extraordinarily clear, carrying the familiar presence of Herbert, but far stronger and deeper than before.

Has Herbert become stronger?

(Sniff sniff.)

His aura is more alluring now, makes me want to eat... uh, no, he’s more impressive!

...Hmm, still want to eat!

Thud thud thud!

Excitedly swaying her tail, she banged the ground with thuds, emitting joyful gurgling sounds from her throat.

To her, Herbert becoming stronger is more joyful than her own growth!

Valentina’s reaction was not unique, the Monster Girls who had gathered nearby all reacted similarly.

"Hehe."

Fremay stopped her harp, sensing the familiar aura from the fluctuations, a gentle smile curved on her lips.

"It seems he has found his own path, so quickly indeed."

She softly plucked the harp strings, and a melody of ethereal blessings quietly flowed, merging into the night breeze, drifting afar.

This is the blessing of the Mermaid, offering a tune for her lover’s advancement.

"..."

Eliza and Kreti, who were glaring at each other, simultaneously blinked, seeing shock in each other’s eyes, they turned to look aside.

"This guy, couldn’t believe he’s progressed so fast... tch, he’s stronger than me now, won’t he bully me even more after this?" Eliza pouted, but deep in her eyes, there was a hint of relief.

Even, there seemed to be some anticipation.

"What are you talking about? Are you dreaming? Wasn’t Herbert stronger than you long ago?"

Kreti crossed her arms, teasing Miss Vampire’s chuunibyou remarks, seemingly disdainful, yet her previously tense shoulders quietly relaxed.

Luckily, everything went smoothly, no issues on Herbert’s side.

And none of them realized, there was someone else present at that moment.

Atop the trees, Demigod Squirrel Tata blinked its large dark eyes, scratching its furry cheek.

"Hoo hum... with all this commotion, seems like I can’t nap peacefully for now."

It muttered, but its tail wagged leisurely, evidently not truly disliking this kind of "liveliness".

Herbert didn’t invite it this time, but it did volunteer to act as security, quietly guarding from the shadows.

...

...

Mist Monastery.

Ophidia was writing documents in the Half-Plane when her feather pen suddenly paused.

She abruptly raised her head, a flash of incredulity in her eyes.

"Hmm!!?"

She quickly extended her senses towards the Mist Mountain Range, detecting that fleeting aura.

Just now, she sensed Herbert’s aura.

Herbert did not deliberately conceal his aura, instead, it seemed as if he was intentionally announcing something to her.

"Epic, he really..."

She murmured to herself, her tone complex, holding both comfort and an inexplicable blend of emotions.

Herbert’s growth rate was so rapid that even she felt pressured, let alone others.

At the same time, the entire monastery was stirred.

The Low Tier cultivators merely felt an inexplicable sense of trepidation, as though the pressure between heaven and earth had suddenly increased.

While the Legendary Level cultivators clearly sensed that epic will, like a sword drawn, shooting straight into the clouds!

"This aura, is it Lord Herbert!?"

"He’s in the Mist Mountain Range!"

"He advanced to Epic!!?"

"Ah?"

Exclamations and discussions echoed throughout the monastery.

Herbert’s previously proposed radical suggestions in the monastery now seemed not so "unrealistic" with the news of his successful Epic advancement.

...

...

In a dim Holy Hall, a priest clad in a black robe kneeled before a cracked statue of a goddess.

The goddess statue’s face was veiled in a layer of indistinct gauze, no matter how one looked, they could not see through it.

Buzz—

Suddenly, a faint glow appeared in the Holy Hall, as if an ancient will had descended.

"Destiny has delivered an oracle."

The priest’s stature seemed not short, yet the broad black robe hung loosely, as if there was no substantial body within.

He knelt respectfully, as if quietly listening to the Divine’s voice.

After a long silence, the light in the Holy Hall faded, and that intermittent will dissipated without a sound.

The priest slowly nodded, finally struggling to stand.

"Cough cough."

He coughed with effort, then with a rather melancholy tone sighed: "Destiny has once again veered onto a different track."

"How many times has it been? Why does this change keep happening?"

"Who exactly is interfering with all this behind the scenes?"

"Who exactly is influencing my lord’s return!!?"

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