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The fox couldn't even fathom that someone was helping her to begin with. She closed her eyes, letting Elon's mana flow through her spiritual core without any ill intent that she needed to mind. In just a few minutes, Guda's body began to form again.

Elon stared at the Soul Binding Orb that the fox cradled, reminded of the promised reward that her former system would give her if she were to decline Ouroboros' offer.

'I guess this One-Tailed Kitsune was invited with a reason after all.' Elon pondered. 'So far, only talented and strong-minded individuals have received special attention from those who manage Ouranos Citadel.'

Elon then thought to herself, why did she get chosen? Without her system, she had nothing but her mediocre fighting ability and a rather unstable luck that may or may not be the end of her life by the end of the day.

Although she admitted, if not for her goddess' blessings, Ragoni wouldn't come to her house to retrieve an item that she accidentally left behind. Which led her to be there when the fox was grasping on the end of the rope.

"Yo! Elon Suykar." Ragoni barged to Elon's front door back then, before it all happened. "Seems like you're also struggling with the pain, I got some of these shady talismans that can ease up your pain!"

Gritting her teeth, Elon forced a nervous smile as she leaned her elbow on the desk. "How did you even know that those things won't turn you into a zombie or something?"

"Just use it, you stern lady! Activate it by yelling 'Foxy Lady Is The Best!"

"What with that activation key…"

Elon was forced to try it with uncertainty, slipping it onto her breast, she chanted the keyword that was told by Ragoni.

"... Why did you slip it to your chest?"

"I don't want to put it on my forehead and look extremely scuffed." Elon then tried to move her hands, her legs, and then onto every joint of her that were really a pain to the core when any movement and force got put unto them. "Time to turn into a zombie now."

"Seems like you have trust issues with that fox." Ragoni sneered. "Although I admit that she is extremely shady in every angle, she could use one or more trust in her sleeves." The ferrakhian then shrugged.

"So, why are you here again?" Elon leaned to her chair. "As far as I know, there is no way that you will even have the slightest hint of urge to come into my house."

"Ah, remember when we used your home for a meeting place on the third planning phase for the market?"

"Yeah?"

"My nose told me that I left my bottle of vanilla extract somewhere in your house." Ragoni chuckled.

"Right, you did. Wait a sec."

The chimaera approached her cabinet, opening one of the bottom racks to pick up a metal bottle with the word 'vanilla extract' on a plastic, plastered on one side.

"This one?" Elon did a little shake on the bottle as she tilted her head. "How cheap can you be? Just go buy one more from the market or ask one of the Forest Dwellers to produce some."

"Geh, it's not about the inside." Ragoni then embarrassedly snatched the metal bottle from Elon's hand. "This is the same canteen that was with me on the first two days of Three Days Trials."

"The masterplan-maker Ragoni being sentimental is not something I would expect." Elon closed one of her eyes, she peeked at the deep expression that Ragoni had, gazing at her canteen. "Something happened?"

"It's just, I got reminded of what hard work truly is and that two days of hell of being a one man bread factory is truly one of the most tiring days of my life." Ragoni giggled, but the wings on her head could be seen slowly wilting. "I'm jealous of you and every usurper there is, they can lift mountains and move people with ease whilst it took me more than what I should to get into the place where I was now."

"That is unusual of you. Did that Kitsune scare you?"

"Yeah she did."

Both of them threw a deadpan at each other.

"Being a usurper is not all breeze and wheezing, you know?" said the person whose soul got optimized by her system to be able to immediately perceive and use mana. "Ferrakhian have a long lifespan, you are probably older than you look. What makes you avoid your mana perception training?"

"Aww, you got me in the guts." Ragoni took her bottle of vanilla extract to her pouch. "I'm scared, you know. Both of my parents died because my father got his miniature realm overtaken by the anomaly within it. He then goes berserk and killed my mother, along with more neighbor to his grave."

"My deepest condolences, then." Elon looked away, realizing that the world that she got transmigrated into was as sad as the year she lived her past life. "What drove you to accept the sect's invitation offer then? I know that you're smart enough to notice that they will eventually force you to cultivate."

"I just want to be in a high enough position from everyone, securing my own life expectancy, you know?" Ragoni slyly grinned. "Plus! It would be safer, as the sect made from someone as rich as Ouroboros would totally ensure my safety on breaking through above all else."

"Pfft, you're thinking more about profit in the end."

"Heh, I'm just your normal, trustworthy, business partner." Ragoni then approached the exit, waving her hands as she walked. "Knowing that you were panting real hard despite being a usurper, might as well help Carla with the spare talisman I got. Who knows if I'll get some reward or something."

"Right, right, I'll see you later then."

Curious about the fox, Elon decided to stalk her in case of something happening. She was able to blend with the background because of her third chimaera part. Most chimaera were the byproduct of their genetic lottery because their DNA had already stored more information than any complex organism. When they had a child, those children would inherit the DNA bank and their body would randomly choose three of them to incorporate it to their main genes.

The devil, MFX90 got her hands on Chimaera's gene but it was deemed useless to her as their race was meant to become a Usurper so most of their genes were useless as they need a properly stable mana athenaeum to be utilized.

And so, Elon was able to stalk the infamous fox at a healthy distance. It was rather unsettling when there was a probability that the talisman she used had a tracking formation or the kind. But to her suspicion, it was mostly normal.

'Is this just me or I'm overthinking it?'

Elon had been as suspicious as ever because of the skill that the fox has within her stats. Of course, she could be wrong or the system might be playing tricks on her in some ways.

The rest unfold as what happened, the fox intercepted a dangerous foreigner and sealed the remains of perpetual spawn that came with it.

After some shit and giggles, Kuromaki Guda had finally reached her healthy spiritual power. Unlucky for her, the mutating process was severely backtracked and she had lost one day worth of pain bearing and was basically one day left behind from the rest.

After getting herself some pain inhibitor enchantment, both of them decided to talk about the sealed land.

"How does your seal work?"

The fox puffed her almost modest chest. "Nyaha! It basically created an illusionary boundary where nothing can be done from the inside—probably."

"Probably?"

"Yeah, probably."

The chimaera stared at the fox for a solid ten seconds.

Nervously, Guda shrugged, closing one of her eyes. "It had never been broken before."

"So it's as unreliable as a bullet casing made from paper." Tilting her gaze to the sky, Elon tried to come up with an idea. "Can we permanently destroy it entirely?"

"Ohoho? Seems like you have the same idea as me."

With combined effort, both of them shrunk the circular boundary and everything within, leaving a huge crater of missing land, big enough to be seen clearly from hundreds of meters from the sky.

As they did so, someone extremely far away from them was spectating everything they did from a giant crystal ball within an otherworldly room. Highly unamused, the entity caressed his long and melting staff as the weight on his frown got heavier by the seconds.

"Hsssss, powerless. Those Crawlers were powerless! That little fox is strong, way more stronger than the Abyss Sage of Wilt!"

A tall woman with a highly defined curvy feature approached the humanoid entity from the dark, leaning her mountainous chest on his cloaked back.

"Do you want her?"

"No!" The entity threw a childish tantrum before clenching his grip. "I want the Ouroboros! The Almighty! The Wicked! And the Wise!"

"Is it because she is one of the same generation as you?" The tall woman raised an eyebrow. "Or do you want the beast hiding behind her."

The man shook the lady away from him. He then removed his hood, letting his long and partially melting white hair meet with his clothes, revealing a human face with tattoos all over his visible skin.

With a vibrant flare and siren gaze, the man looked domineering in every possible way.

"You understand nothing, Dogma.. My purpose is beyond your utmost comprehension."