Mystical Journey

All the attributes on the Attribute Pane began to turn blurry, as if covered by a translucent plastic.

This was something he had never encountered before!

This Attribute Pane was actually a mutation, resulting from a stimulation originating from himself. That was to say, the source of Attribute Pane was actually his own body. When this kind of thing happened, it was most likely due to a new and unprecedented stimulation to his body, to the extent of affecting the root of his special ability.

"What’s the matter?" Andrela’s voice came from his rear.

Garen immediately snapped out back to reality and took a step back.

Hu…

As if caressed by a gentle breeze, the blurry Attribute Pane became clear again.

Garen narrowed his eyes. He remained silent, but a trace of seriousness flashed past.

"The ring’s changed!" Andrela’s voice resounded again.

Garen turned his head, and saw that he was holding the silver stone ring with a feverish excitement on his face.

A string of inexplicable words appeared on the ring.

"Words from Ancient Ender, I recognized it." Garen had the attribute abilities. His powerful intelligence attribute allowed him to easily learn any language in the world. He learned the language of Ancient Ender from pieces of passages that he found. Together with his comprehensive analysis, he quickly found the key to mastering it.

At this moment, Garen also noticed that the ring he took from Divine Master had the same changes, but different words of the Ancient Ender language.

"The words from both the rings are different, come and take a look. "Andrela handed his ring to Garen.

The rings combined together to form a complete sentence.

"From where all begins, to where all ends..." Garen muttered a line from the two rings.

"I see." Andrela turned serious, "The Mother Stream was also a symbol of rebirth! The beginning of life yet, also its end."

"There’s still more…he who holds the silver stone, through the Mother Stream’s baptism, shall welcome a new life." Garen said the line from the other ring.

Looking up, both of them saw surprise and excitement in each other’s eyes.

This was an authentic relic left behind by ancient warlocks! To a certain extent, the Mother Stream and the changes on the rings proved that the legends of ancient warlocks were not merely fiction, and were probably true.

"I once saw on a document that Ancient Ender civilization had a ritual that allowed dying people to have a chance at life, taking with them a token from the underworld and passing through various tests, they may resurrect." Andrela said, "Now it seems that Ancient Ender civilization and warlocks are connected to each other."

Garen nodded.

"In other words, these two rings represent two chances of resurrection?"

"It’s not so simple. Otherwise, those dying warlocks would not have provoked Mother Stream. You have to know that Mother Stream had the ability to break down anything, stopping people from entering the cycle of reincarnation." Andrela shook his head.

Garen could feel that these two rings were now emitting a strange radiation. This radiation combined with the power from Mother Stream actually reminded Garen of the Black Smoke Pot.

He suspected that the Black Smoke Pot was actually a large transfer device, created by warlocks using the power of Mother Stream.

There was only one thing different about them.

Standing near the Mother Stream, Garen sensed that although the power from the combination was similar to Black Smoke Pot, but the sense of direction they gave off was not stable enough. From his experience with the Black Smoke Pot’s transfer, he could feel that the Mother Stream had the transfer ability and the rings acted as the compass.

However, the coordination from the rings seemed incomplete.

Both the rings pointed to different directions, and the coordinates on the ring were still changing.

Garen pondered for a moment while waiting for Andrela to calm down before speaking out his thoughts.

"My guess is that the Mother Stream is the source of power for the transfer, while the rings act as a conduit. Perhaps the legend is true, and we can have a chance at resurrection."

"You’re sure?" Andrela’s tone hinted at a different train of thought.

"That time when the volcano erupted, I was transferred far away by the Black Smoke Pot, and managed to return. The feeling from that time is similar to what I feel now." Garen explained, half-truthfully.

"But, I advise you to not jump into it recklessly. I barely survived that time."

Not just barely. When he transferred to Totem World, he had three layers of protection. The first layer was the Eternal Starry Night Pendant given by Old Man Gregor, carved with protection charms combined with his life force. It broke during his transmigration.

The second layer, his King of the Century’s mighty body, strength, aura and Divine Statue Technique known for its defense and healing ability, the first Grandmaster of Combat in history to train a technique only possible in theory to the peak. It similarly crumbled during the transfer.

The third and the most mysterious layer, the reason he reincarnated, was also most probably due to this. The mysterious red attribute, or more precisely the innate ability that resided in his soul that was unknowingly activated, protecting him from receiving serious damage to his soul.

His journey back here was different. Escorted by the Door to Heaven, backed by the whole Totem World, together with strength of his body that exceeded his previous one, getting back here only resulted in some small injuries.

The Black Smoke Pot at that time was most probably a safe passage created and arranged by the warlocks, but even that ‘safe’ passage was perilous to Garen and the others.

Now, entering the Mother Stream was an act dangerous to even those warlocks. A danger feared by the warlocks, for Garen it was even more so, not to mention Andrela, who was far weaker than Garen.

Garen speculated that the Black Smoke Pot was also one of the things that warlocks found using the Mother Stream. Something far stabler than the Mother Stream itself. Even that degree of stability caused Garen’s body to break down completely. If it weren’t for his unique soul, perhaps nothing would be left behind.

If he used the Mother Stream…

"I’m going in to try." Andrela suddenly spoke.

For a moment, the cavern went totally silent. Garen wondered if he had misheard something. He turned to look at Andrela again, trying to see if his face showed any hint that he misspoke. Unfortunately, he found nothing.

"Are you insane!?"

Andrela had never shown a more passionate gaze. "I’m more than calm."

"Did you know how dangerous it is?!" Garen’s voice sounded very serious. "That time when I was transferred by Black Smoke Pot, just a little bit more and there would be nothing left of me."

"I already have no chance of breaking through to the King of the Century realm…" Andrela’s tone was very calm, "Rather than aging and withering away without any hope, I prefer to take this gamble. Even if I have a very low chance of making it out alive, I still won’t give up!"

Garen experienced it himself, and he knew just how dangerous it was. If it weren’t for his peculiar soul, he would not have made it during the transfer of Black Smoke Pot, much less so for this kind of unfamiliar exploration.

"Maybe there’s another way."

"Do you believe it?" Andrela laughed, "In the blink of an eye, since the first time we met each other, so many years have gone by. You know my personality. Pursuing my own goal, I would move forward ceaselessly. Now that I see a glimmer of hope, I would not let slip out of my hand."

Garen frowned and did not pursue the matter anymore. When he first came here from Earth, it was all because of the mutation of his soul. The second time, he successfully went to Totem World, it was also because of his peculiar soul.

If he were replaced with Andrela…

Concerning the exploration of Mother Stream, Garen himself was also curious yet excited. Perhaps, after he did everything he wanted in this world and there was nothing left, he would choose to continue this path.

Although his Living Secret Technique had reached a terrifying level, because this world had no totem power, there was no way for him to change lifespans. At most, he would live for a hundred years or two, maybe longer, due to the attribute of his Secret Techniques, but in the end he could not escape death.

In fact, he was already at the age of between eighty to ninety years. Just like what Andrela said, rather than aging and withering away without any hope, he preferred to take a gamble. Maybe that way, he could grab hold of that hope.

"What are you going to do?" Garen stopped trying to push him.

"Get myself ready for anything. Then go in and grasp that glimmer of hope." Andrela’s eyes almost lit up from the passion in them.

This time, even Garen was unsure if he himself could take on the Mother Stream’s flow. The fluctuations that appeared on his Attribute Pane were still fresh in his mind. This meant that even the special talent in his soul might get affected greatly.

Although he had some confidence after transferring for three times, unless he was left with no choice, he would not enter the Mother Stream.

"Let’s go back first. I’ll have to prepare properly. The harvest this time is a lot greater than expected…" Andrela showed a fervor greater than before.

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A few years after the battle at East Continent.

Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate was rebuilt and together with White Dew Gate, White Cloud Gate, Celestial Circle Gate, and Crimson Sand Sword. They formed the Five Gate Alliance, ruling over the entire combat world of the East Continent. The power of the alliance spread like cobwebs, covering the entirety of the continent. Even military forces were ruled under the Alliance of the Five Clans.

The East Continent welcomed a brief period of peace.

At the same time, the leader of the alliance, Heavenly General Garen, led the top Grandmasters of Combat in the alliance to go around on friendly diplomatic visitations to various governments, and built friendly diplomatic ties.

Towards that Grandmaster of Combat with a terrifying strength that could annihilate the entire fleet of Weisman navy ships, the various governments displayed the friendliest welcome they could offer. Various resources and ambassadors flowed endlessly into the East Continent, bringing new blood and vigor to the entire East Continent.

The Combat Festival jointly organized by the Five Gate Alliance also became the top choice for the alliance and various countries to pick out elites.