Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 132 Valkyrie

It was an extremely boring field, with blue skies, white clouds, and a bright sun; the scenery was the same every day.

"How long have I been here? Ten years? Thirty years? Or a hundred years?" Alexie was somewhat dazed; she could no longer distinguish between dream and reality.

The chirping of insects and the summer breeze still linger in my ears; this place seems no different from reality.

Memory and knowledge are small gifts that come with the inheritance of heroic spirits, but for mortals, this gift may be too heavy.

Perhaps the longest stretch of Kuku's life was like this, a dull and frustratingly monotonous period.

Having suddenly accessed this memory, Alexia seems to have gradually lost herself.

It seems she is being assimilated by memories; at least, this tranquility from the ancient heroes is influencing her.
She didn't know why she could still persevere. Every effort she made was fruitless, and every wait ended in disappointment.

"This time, it will probably be a failure as well." Even with the blessing of magic, each breeding attempt still takes a year.

My job is to silently guard this land and wait for the moment when failure occurs.

Adjustments were made again, waited again, and then failure was experienced once more.

Does it make sense? I don't know.

Will it succeed? I don't know.

Did we go the wrong way from the start? I don't know.

Confused, she or it only knew to keep moving forward, for perhaps there was a way.

Step by step, the dark elf girl's original restlessness had long since vanished. In this world, her original individual anxieties had become meaningless.

She simply watched silently, hoped silently, and cared silently.

Sometimes, Alexia would wake up startled, knowing whose dream it was, and even knowing that she could tear herself away and escape at any moment. But at these times, she would willingly succumb to it.

"My troubles seem to have never been a problem in the first place."

Compared to Kuku, Alexie's seemingly miserable life was practically paradise.

Her stress, her anxiety, her fears are cruel to say, but much of it was self-inflicted.

"So, I was unwilling to accept it. I was unwilling to be protected by my sister. Haha, how stupid of me. If it were Teacher Kuku, he would probably be very happy with this affection from a blood relative."

That naivety, anxiety, and fear faded away with each failed harvest.

She had come to love life in the fields, to love the quiet anticipation of a bountiful harvest.

No need for excessive thinking; just quietly do your job and wait for the potential rewards.
"Uh, is it over?" But finally, this farming career suddenly came to an end.

She woke up.

Alexiet Tarabal awakens in a mansion that appears unusually empty compared to its former self.

She also lived in the city lord's mansion because her younger sister was worried that if they lived separately, her older sister might die in one night.

Her younger sister had a tough day yesterday, and today she went out before dawn.

What awaits the goddess is an even more difficult day.

Originally, Alexia, upon waking, should have spent another day in planning and anxiety.

But this time, she quietly got up to wash and made plans for her day.

Today, let's enjoy tea and read in the garden. In the afternoon, I'll prepare some of my sister's favorite snacks for her when she returns.

Once the anxiety and unease subsided, and when you truly looked at everything around you, your life didn't seem so bad after all.

"I have a comfortable life, loving family, and even a decent social status. Maybe I'm too hasty. If I really want to change my life, I should take it slowly, starting with gaining my own strength. After that, I'll talk to my sister."

At noon, she picked up the long-handled weapon she had almost forgotten and began martial arts training, which she had previously considered useless.

In the afternoon, just as she had planned, she prepared snacks and tea for her younger sister, just as she had when she was a child.

Looking at the "twilight" outside, she seemed to see the boundless fields. No rush, no rush, I can take my time.

Even if we fail, it doesn't matter. If I'm gone, there are others.

Even if others can't do it, I still have my genius sister; she'll handle everything.

"Heh, even if she can't do it, it doesn't matter. She's already a sister I can be proud of."

"If I were to die, why would I even bother thinking so far ahead?" This mindset, tainted by memories, might fade, but at this moment, her mindset had indeed changed, and she seemed to have come to terms with many things.

"Thud!" But suddenly, she fell to the ground, causing the maids to gasp in surprise.

"What's wrong with me?" she murmured, feeling weak all over, before falling into a deep sleep.

When Alexie woke up in bed again, she still felt unwell all over.

Her voice was hoarse, her body temperature was high, and she was covered in sweat.

She seemed to feel her blood boiling.

"My strength, my bloodline."

Alexia felt as if something was awakening within her.

"Could it be divine blood?!"

The Talabal family are descendants of gods, and their sister is even called the Daughter of God, a being qualified to call a deity her mother. This does not mean she is a direct descendant. There have been divine children and goddesses in many eras, and the gods cannot control that. Sometimes it is the awakening of the bloodline, and sometimes it is the intervention of the gods.

The Talabal sisters, the latter being the one whose conception was interfered with by the Lady of the Silver Bottle, who then issued a divine oracle.

The children of the gods are important pawns for the gods to interfere in the mortal world. They will be actively created when necessary, and the Dark Elf pantheon and the Shadow pantheon are the most active and fond of using this tactic.

Perhaps from the very beginning, the Talabal sisters were "strategic weapons" created for this city.

Unfortunately, the divine blood and power bestowed upon her were absorbed by her stronger twin sister.

This is normal. Divine matter has a strong instinct to pursue the strong; they will actively seek out more suitable hosts, even if they are only slightly stronger.
"Mother."

But at this moment, the abandoned child sensed the taste of "divine blood".

In fact, 99% of the divine power and blood were absorbed by his sister, while a portion was still absorbed by his brethren, Alexie.

The prophecy of the divine child predates her birth. The eldest daughter, born with the name "Spider Goddess," became a laughingstock in the dark elf society. If it weren't for the twin goddesses born later, this joke would have become a disgrace that had to be washed away in blood.

It was thanks to her sister that she was able to retain this name, which originated from a deity. Even so, she was still ridiculed by everyone in the know and became "a pitiful joke that can't be told directly" and "that poor little thing".

But now, this "joke" has finally come to realize what it originally possessed.

It is impossible to awaken a divine vein and become a goddess, because that requires a high concentration of divine blood and a large amount of divine power, and requires the deity to actively divide their own power. This is also the reason why most deities in the pantheon would not do so.

Only weaker pantheons frequently interfere in the mortal realm to secure survival space for their own people.

However, the "hardware" formed by this divine power is already sufficient to serve as "soil" for the "seeds of towering trees" to grow.

She has awakened.

A faint red light seeped from his blood, vaguely forming a phantom in the air.

The power from the shadows is perhaps the most fitting concept for twins.

Shadows are, in essence, a reaction between light and shadow and matter, or a form of replication.

The origin of the Shadow World is unknown. It is said to be the remains of one of the sisters of the Founding Goddess. Some say it is a "backup" of the world, and that it will be transformed into a new prime plane after the destruction of the material prime plane.

Where there is light, there is shadow. The existence of the real universe naturally leaves a shadow, which is why the shadow plane of this multiverse is extremely powerful.

That's not something a single god or even a pantheon could possess. To be precise, it's that the shadow gods were assimilated and used by the shadows, rather than the shadow gods possessing the world of shadows.

At this moment, the divine bloodline originating from the shadow world and the "soul-splitting characteristic" originating from ancient heroic spirits merged together.

The abilities of copying (shadow) and splitting the soul (multiple thought lines) merged together, eventually hatching a strange fruit.

[Alejandro Talabal, a candidate for Heroic Soul, awakens her Soul Ability!]

At the same time, a notification flashed by in the Heroic Spirit Encyclopedia.

A large amount of blood flowed from her body, combining with the shadow power she had rejected, and finally formed a phantom, a humanoid figure that looked exactly like her!

"No. Verna."

The woman's face was beautiful yet heroic; her features were almost identical, but her temperament was completely different.

Alexie was stunned. This was clearly her power, so how did it turn into her sister's power again?
【Alejandro Golem: The Shadow Valkyrie (Diamond): Constructing a perfect self, a self that may have inherited divine blood.】

If only I were the younger sister, please help me, sister—Alejandra Talabal

"Uh." The moment the "Valkyrie" awoke, time seemed to stand still for a moment, and the next instant, a pillar of fire shot into the sky through the enormous gaping hole.

The entire city saw that pillar of fire imbued with divine power!
As a low-ranking priestess of Lady Silver Bottle, and as one of the coordinates of the gods in the prime plane, this level of divine power fluctuation (although the newborn is still weak, it is also a divine being) naturally attracted the attention of its master.

At that moment, even the gods cast their gaze upon us.

Then, He seemed to smile.

The hymn descended from above, and a meteor streaked through a spatial rift, crashing down directly.

"Boom!"

The city lord's mansion was completely destroyed, but in the middle of the deep pit, a long spear burning with flames was raging.

"Snapped!"

The newly born Valkyrie floated up, flames forming wings around her.

She touched the divinely bestowed spear that had been created for her, and gently swung it, the flames transforming into a feathered robe and light armor covering her body.

The new Valkyrie was born.

Alexiet Tarabal was still stunned when she was suddenly picked up.

"Boom!" She was carried directly to the south, to the battlefield where the fighting was breaking out again, where her true sisters were fighting each other.

"Sister, I will protect you," the Valkyrie said gently, bowing her head.
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"Rean, if I accept this power, can I be reborn to take on all of this? Can I leave all the trouble to her?"

On the same day, Rean was completely dumbfounded when faced with Suliman's expectant face.

Those with inner strength yearn to become stronger, while some less strong individuals hope that someone can solve everything for them.

(End of this chapter)