What if you ascend to the wrong world?

Before long, he led the two to the core area of ​​the laboratory.

One could see rows of intricate instruments inlaid with illusory crystals surrounding a massive magic array. Every wisp of magic power was precisely controlled, forming visible strands of dark blue threads that circled around an exquisite suit of armor.

"This is the [Heroic Mimicry Weapon]," K. Yaron explained.

The armor is silver-white overall, with numerous runes etched onto each component, and magic flows along predetermined paths.

A silver orb is inlaid in the very center of the breastplate, and the power contained within it resonates with the runes on each component.

The chill was biting, almost penetrating to the bone.

Irene Vitte stared at the armor, or more precisely, at the silver orb of light on the breastplate, lost in thought.

She could feel the familiar power surging within the sphere of light, which was very similar to the magic she possessed before she obtained the Frost Sword.

That is……

The power of a father!

There's no mistake!

Although I haven't seen my father for over ten years, this strength...

She will never forget!

"Wouldn't the core embedded in the breastplate be easier for the enemy to attack?"

Irene Vitte was somewhat puzzled.

"...We're just doing some testing right now. Once the [Heroic Mimicry Armor] is completely stable, I'll fuse the core with the armor as one unit," Kallen explained.

He paused, then asked:

"So, in your opinion, is there anything that needs improvement in this [Heroic Mimicry Armor]?"

The secret forging techniques of the Ice Warriors are renowned throughout the world.

Irene Wett inherited Lennar Etherland's skills and is quite accomplished in this area as well.

He had seen the alchemical furnace she had crafted for Daphne.

Even among the dwarves, renowned for their forging skills, only a few masters can rival them.

"It's not clear yet."

Irene Vitte stared intently at the silver-white armor floating in mid-air.

No matter how you look at it, the armor is already close to perfect, and she can't make any improvements.

Upon hearing this, Ke Yalun looked at Ye Tu.

What is your opinion, sir?

Ye Tu turned his gaze away from the [Heroic Mimicry Armor].

Are you sure you want me to say it?

Didn't I say before that I didn't want to accept his help?

“…” After a pause, K. Aaron still said, “If it’s just this, then it’s fine.”

"The level of completion is quite good. It's already very well done for the purpose of allowing ordinary people to gain the abilities of a 'hero' and sense and use the [Godslayer Sword]."

After all, it was the core created by Lennar Atheran, and countless mages worked day and night to complete it.

If we optimize based on the current functionality, there isn't much room for improvement.

"But its ability to resist side effects is not very effective."

"Unless the wearer possesses the same will as the first hero, they will still be affected by the will within the [Sword of Godslayer]."

At this point, Ye Xiang seemed to remember something.

"Speaking of which, before Irene Vitte's mother passed away, you seemed to have already found the [Sword of Godslayer], right?"

Upon hearing this, Irene Vitte's eyes narrowed.

and so……

Does K. Aaron actually have another reason for searching for the "Godslayer Sword"?

"As expected, I couldn't hide it from you." K. Aaron did not deny it.

……

……

after a while.

Ye Tu and Irene Wet have already left.

Kerron stood alone in front of the observation window, gazing at the tip of the gray-black giant sword that had pierced into the ground.

In the end, he still did not explain to the two of them his reason for searching for the "Godslayer Sword" back then.

Fortunately, His Excellency Ye Tu was very understanding and did not pursue the matter further.

As for Irene Vitte...

She wasn't a particularly curious person either.

"Why is that..." K. Aaron murmured softly, his fingers spread out and covering the observation window.

My thoughts drifted away, as if I had returned to the time when gods still roamed the earth and divine kingdoms were everywhere.

He was rebellious from a young age.

She refused to accept her father's arrangement to study at the church, nor did she want to go to church with her mother to pray.

When he was fifteen, a war broke out between his country and another country because the god worshipped by his country was in conflict with another god.

Ultimately, the gods worshipped in his country were defeated, and his parents died in the war.

He and his sister were left to depend on each other for survival in the chaotic world.

Of course, due to some incomprehensible higher power, his memory of this period was quite vague.

And then...

He was also trying hard to find a way to become stronger, wanting to grow strong enough to personally take revenge on that god.

But the world did not favor him.

He had barely come into contact with the 'extraordinary' when the god who started the war was defeated by another god, and his ego and soul were completely destroyed.

That was the most confusing period of his life.

In two years, he traveled to many places.

Gods, demons, dragons, and elves who were still quite conservative at the time...

Feeling the vastness of the world, he eventually came alone to a small town in the Kingdom of Light, which was then the safest place in the world.

He still remembers to this day that the stars were exceptionally bright that night.

The starry sky...

To him, it was as distant and untouchable as a vengeful god.

He sat against the wall all night long, until the sun rose and the last star disappeared.

At that moment, he finally had a new goal.

The world is so big, but what lies beyond the sky?

"President."

A third-tier archmage came up behind him.

"We just debugged it according to the improvement plan you provided, and the status of the [Heroic Mimicry Armor] has changed somewhat?"

Ke Yalun snapped out of his reverie, lowered his hand, and turned to look at the person who had just arrived:

"change?"

Not bad.

Before Ye Tu left, he still gave him an improvement plan.

They said it was up to him to decide whether or not to use it.

"Yes, the specific data is still being calculated, and you may need to go and see it in person."

"..."

After a two-second pause, he took one last look at the tip of the giant sword that had plunged into the ground.

"Let's go."

The two turned and left.

Behind them, the mysterious runes on the tip of the giant sword flickered slightly.

In this world, some people pursue freedom, some chase legends, but there are also a few...

Just to see if the world beyond the sky is more vast.

Chapter 131 Faith Transcends Magic

"President?"

Inside Daphne's private workshop.

The rich fragrance of cinnabar is like mist and fog, and the view is hazy and indistinct.

Beneath the alchemy furnace at the very center of the workshop, blazing flames leaped and danced.

One by one, the pills, as bright as stars, darted out from the flames and, guided by a magical thread, landed precisely in a jade gourd.

After doing all this, Daphne activated the magic circle to absorb the fragrance of the pills that filled the room and store it in a specially made container.

She breathed a sigh of relief, took off her mask, and looked at Irene Wett in front of the workbench.

"If you want to ask me about him, then you've probably come to the wrong person."

Holding the gourd, she walked over to Irene Wett.

"Give it a try?"

This gourd was made by her in imitation of the one Ye Tu wore at her waist.

After all, the alchemy furnace can effectively improve her pill-making rate, and this kind of jade container might be able to better preserve the medicinal effects.

Irene Vitte glanced at the gourd in her hand.

Through the thin layer of jade, one can clearly see the faint glow shimmering on the elixir.

Daphne's alchemy skills have indeed improved a lot recently, and she can now take many pills normally.

but……

"no need."

Putting aside the fact that this level of elixir would have little effect on her.

The pills Daphne concocts have a certain probability of producing some strange effects.

She didn't want to gamble.

"You just said I got the wrong person?"

“Yes.” Daphne put the gourd in her hand aside.

"I don't really know much about the president."

“I used to be a wandering mage. When I joined the Mage Association, he was already the president.”

"Before this, I basically had no interaction with him."

Sanctuary...

Although he is now a prominent figure at the pinnacle of the era, compared to the vast world, he is nothing.

It was the advent of the Skyrail train and the communicator that made communication convenient.

In the past, we probably wouldn't have met them even once in our entire lives.