Chapter 329: Chapter 178: Disobedient Disciple and Inverted Heavenly Force (Double Chapter)
The clear and brilliant radiance illuminated the pitch-black Void, illuminating the eyes of the Golden Elf as well.
Merely providing light, in actuality, even on the Lost Island, there are many ways to achieve this...
Special fluorescent ores, or perhaps campfires ignited with specially crafted ancient wood, or even Sacred Relics related to Authority, and among the advanced Elf Tribe, Moon Elves possess the bloodline power to summon moonlight.
However —
What was happening before Hathaway’s eyes at this moment was entirely different from those previous instances.
It was neither a gift from the deities nor derived from bloodline and Divinity.
Instead, it was the energy devoid of source from the depths of the Astral Realm—
arranged and reformed into a new form in a way unheard and unseen by Golden Elves.
"You are..."
Hathaway slightly turned her body, looking at the youth sitting behind her on the pitch-black mecha.
The glow from the tip of the magic wand poured over his profile, giving it a soft yet distinct contour.
What most captured the Golden Elf’s attention were his ears, so completely different from the pointed ears of the Elf Clan.
In Hathaway’s impression, there was only one race with such a feature that matched in gentleness—
"Humans?"
The Golden Elf softly uttered this somewhat awkward term.
She had grown up in the Elven Royal Court. When the Great Catastrophe broke out, Hathaway was still very young and had never had the chance to venture out.
Later on, as the Great Catastrophe unfolded, the entire Royal Court was cut off and descended into the mundane world.
Thus, beneath the veil of Eternal Night, this Lost Island became her sole refuge.
Even with her near-thousand-year-old experience as a Golden Elf, she had only heard of the existence of humans in the inherited classics and picture books.
At this moment, it was also her first time seeing a living human.
"Why would a human appear here?"
"And why can you use this sourceless force from the Astral Realm?"
A slight ripple appeared in the pale-golden eyes of the Golden Elf but quickly returned to tranquility.
An ancient sphere of mysterious ripples spread around her, mending all her injuries and the tattered robe.
Then, Hathaway stood quietly in the Void, warily looking at the youth before her, calmly speaking.
She was not a delicate maiden unversed in the ways of the world, but a true Legendary and the ninth seat of the Council.
Although her mood had fluctuated somewhat due to the abrupt changes earlier, Hathaway quickly adjusted her state using the Sacred Relic she carried with her when facing this mysterious human.
No matter what, his appearance seemed too suspicious, and she couldn’t help but be cautious.
According to ancient texts, it was difficult for the human Race to even break into Legend, but the impression he left on Hathaway was far beyond what Legend could compare to.
"Sourceless power from the Astral Realm?"
The youth thought for a moment, waved the magic wand, canceling the previous light trick with a guiding magic power: "Are you referring to magic power?"
"Speaking of which, I hadn’t sensed the existence of magic power in the Main Material Plane before, but only became aware of it upon entering the Astral Realm... So magic power originated from the depths of the Astral Realm during the First Era."
"Since it is sourceless energy, discovering and mastering the techniques to use it is not surprising either."
"By the way, according to the rules and principles of the planes, constructing a model with magic power that can operate and provide practical effects—"
"This process is known as the exploration of ’Arcane Arts.’
"In the end —"
"Warp reality, reshape nature."
"And achieve the miracle known as ’Magic.’
Arcane Arts.
And, Magic.
Listening to the youth’s account, Hathaway felt as if a brand-new door was slowly opening to her.
Yet even if she could only peer at a small fraction through the crack behind the door called Arcane Arts, the magnificent spectacle there had already captured her full attention.
But soon, Hathaway shook her head, forcibly suppressing the agitation in her heart.
"Can you tell me?"
"Why would a pure human appear here?"
She softly spoke, looking at the black-haired youth leaning against the mecha.
If Hathaway were still that carefree child in the Elven Royal Court, she could freely pursue the wondrous spectacle he described.
However, the destiny she had to shoulder involved much more than just her own now.
And the weight of the destinies of past wise figures of the Council and the entire Golden Elf Tribe over the past nine hundred years.
She had to be cautious and couldn’t help but be cautious.
"Why would I appear here?"
The youth pondered a little, tapping the mecha beneath him with his knuckles before answering.
"Like... I just happened to pass by?"
However, in the face of the youth’s answer, Hathaway merely shook her head lightly.
"No, you are lying."
"The spirituality premonition of Golden Elves is among the finest, even in the Silver Tribe and Golden Tribe. This is the answer given to me by my spiritual premonition."
"Our meeting was not just a mere coincidence."
...
Tsk—
So the advanced Elf has such shameless innate talents?
Shiayar couldn’t help but be slightly stunned.
Whenever it involves spirituality or Spirit Realm, it’s always this unreasonable.