Chapter 4
Luck-Changing Talismans
Shael originally thought that he would need to use his extraordinary wisdom to hunt down a demigod-level sea monster in the ocean, but Arodes didn't give him a chance to use his brain at all.
Such a sealed artifact with its own thinking ability is ridiculously powerful.
Moreover, its use has no negative effects.
"There is still a big gap between me and a living angel."
"But there are far more ways I can help you than ordinary angels, no, far more."
Arodes's proud voice echoed in Chael's mind. This mirror also possessed the high-level ability of the audience pathway, enabling direct telepathic communication.
"That's really impressive."
Shael tapped the "magic mirror" in his hand, genuinely praising it and feeling that his choice was very wise.
With Arrodes carrying him, isn't it much easier for him than if he were to play defensively on his own?
"Have you found the extraordinary traits of a thief and a con artist, or perhaps the ingredients for a potion?"
"Shael asked again."
He felt his emotions becoming irritable, and the extraordinary properties in his hands were affecting his mind.
"I collected them for you on my way here. You can give me the demigod traits for safekeeping. I won't let them affect you."
Ripples spread across the surface of the "Magic Mirror," and two extraordinary properties emerged from it. Xia'er was somewhat surprised, "You really are an inexhaustible treasure trove."
He threw the demigod-like attribute into the mirror, thus isolating it from any negative effects.
"I'm glad I can help you."
Arrodes's voice was very excited.
"Then, I'll begin."
As Xia'er released Arodes, the magic mirror floated to his side. He first consumed the thief's extraordinary characteristics, and his body seemed to have a strong rejection reaction, with the veins on his forehead throbbing.
Undeterred by the spiritual warning, Xia Er immediately absorbed the extraordinary characteristics of the con artist. A severe headache struck, his fingers trembled uncontrollably, arcs of electricity crackled around his fingertips, and shadows began to form in his eyes.
He was following the old path of extraordinary beings, and the elf's body was more resilient to the elements. The gray-white mist on his body seemed to be more active, and the characteristics of the Thief Path were more likely to be favored by the Source Castle.
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"This feeling is not bad."
Shael exhaled, a somewhat unnatural smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Looking at the gray mist beginning to stir around him, he softly recited:
"A fool who does not belong to this era."
"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog."
"The King of Yellow and Black, who holds the key to good fortune."
"I need covert help, I need the power of deception, I need a disguise to deceive any potential attention when I ascend to demigod status."
As he chanted, he sketched a somewhat complex talisman in his mind. It was a luck-changing talisman that Xia Buran had seen in an old book when he was fishing before he "transmigrated," and it was also his own luck-changing ritual.
The Fool's honorific title is merely incidental.
At this time, Little An was still hiding in the Hornach Mountains, and there was no longer any acceptance of the Fool's uniqueness; this honorific name would not refer to this guy.
What Shael needed was to take advantage of the late Third Era, when the remnants of the Celestial's spirit were still relatively strong, to pray for help from the Gray Mist. This was something unimaginable in the Fifth Era. After Roselle chose the wrong path, the Gray Mist did not show him much favor at that time, and the Gray Mist had almost no autonomy.
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The grayish-white mist began to surge around Chael, gradually transforming into a semi-transparent veil that covered his body.
Such remarkable effects and such obvious changes made Xia Er, who was about to utter the name "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun," shudder and abandon the idea that might cause unnecessary commotion.
The power of the gray mist actually suppressed some of the madness within Xia'er's body to a certain extent. The extraordinary characteristics of the thief and the fraudster, which had not yet been digested, began to "actively digest" and respectfully gave up resistance, allowing him to better control this power.
"I love you, Heavenly Venerable."
When Shael saw the gray mist respond to him, he thanked it in his heart and then reached out to Arodes to ask for the demigod attribute.
"This is really..."
After Arodes realized it could no longer communicate with Shael in this state, it relinquished its extraordinary ability, and simple Elvish characters reappeared on the mirror.
"This is absolutely stunning."
In this era, not long after the fall of the sun god, aren't you far more powerful than I know?
How much of this is due to the influence of the Chaos Sea?
"Arods, be careful."
Shael reminded him that he had consumed the extraordinary properties of the Disaster Priest, triggering an underwater earthquake and tsunami as his ascension ritual.
The surging waves shattered the tranquility of the seabed, and a large number of marine creatures began to scatter in all directions, while a storm broke out on the surface of the sea.
Arodes drifted with the waves, gathering information through the spirit world. This disaster in the remote seas went unnoticed because the whole world was full of calamities, the powerful acted as they pleased, and wars between gods were frequent. In the face of the tides of time, the ripples stirred up by an elf were so insignificant that they would not attract attention.
Xiaer felt as if his spirit had merged into the tsunami. Without relying on Arodes, he lit up the entire map of the surrounding sea. The wind and waves seemed to become his eyes and ears, and the tsunami seemed to stretch its body as if it were him, making people feel relaxed.
He didn't know how much the gray mist had contributed to his promotion, and even after he successfully advanced, he didn't hear a cold snort from the Lord of Storms.
After the waves gradually subsided, Chael merged into the sea and went directly to the "Magic Mirror" that had been swept away by the storm.
"The gray mist on you has disappeared."
Arodes's voice resounded once more from the depths of the elves' hearts.
This time, however, Chael was able to sever this telepathic communication, indicating that he had acquired a certain degree of divinity.
Shael brought Arodes to the surface of the sea. He summoned a water mirror, in which was reflected a young elf with waist-length black hair, a handsome face, and slightly pointed ears.
The faint gray mist that shrouded Xia'er was no longer visible, but he knew it was because he had become a demigod. Even if he wasn't a demigod from the Gou family, the connection to the gray mist would naturally disappear.
However, the talisman for changing one's luck, which he had conjured through spiritual meditation while he was praying, did not disappear.
"Arodes, it hasn't disappeared, it's just existed in a different form."
Shael smiled. After becoming a demigod, the extraordinary characteristics of the Thief Path Sequence 9 to Sequence 8 brought him less mental burden than when he was at Sequence 5.