Sotis, life exists in peculiar ways. This peculiarity allows a life to persist for a significant ti, even when its physical form has been subrged in a deep slumber within the tranquil realm for years. Few can master this peculiar thod, yet this very peculiarity constantly and profoundly influences every individual life form. Unless you have no na.
Igor and Arnold were skipping back and forth within the Ti Gap. anwhile, in the current world where the tilines forming this gap collided, Kadi and the Spirit Book watched the spasming Igor, utterly at a loss.
"If we can't enter that space, can we not help Igor?" Kadi was very worried, as Igor's convulsions were truly terrifying.
"'I am searching for a solution. You must understand, a Spirit Book can locate a ssage fairly quickly. However, it also needs to concentrate and cannot be interrupted,' the Spirit Book replied, its tone typically pompous after Igor had turned vacant.
Igor would occasionally convulse or mutter a few unintelligible words. These states were fleeting and hard to grasp.
"'It seems easier for individuals in the Ti Gap to transmit information outward than for those outside to relay ssages into the Ti Gap.'" The Spirit Book rustled through its pages and quickly understood that Igor had entered the gap created by the colliding tilines.
"'Are you implying that Igor is attempting to communicate with us?'"
"'It states here that individuals who enter the Ti Gap cannot use their physical bodies to send ssages to those outside. Employing such a thod to communicate would only heighten the existing chaos within the colliding tilines.'"
"'Huh? So you're suggesting Igor wasn't trying to relay information to us earlier?'"
"'Perhaps it was just an instinctive reaction from his body's initial inability to adapt to the Ti Gap,' the Spirit Book conjectured, though without real certainty.
"'So, what should we do now?' Kadi felt completely powerless once again.
"'I'm still searching for a way to converse with Master inside the Ti Gap,' the Spirit Book continued, its pages rustling.
"'I've found it!' The Spirit Book finally exclaid, having made a breakthrough!
"'What's the plan?' Kadi asked, increasingly impatient.
"'Rember, I, the great Lord Soron, am a remarkable Wizard, hmph!' boasted the Spirit Book. It behaved as though failing to gloat about itself would cause it to fade into oblivion.
"'Great Lord Soron, you're capable of anything! Please tell us what to do! We will rember your na forever.' Unlike Igor, Kadi had no objections to the Spirit Book's grandiose claims and responded skillfully.
Whether intentional or not, Kadi's statent also touched upon the essence of an ancient sorcery. This ancient sorcery could allow life to persist long-term and could influence all Living Beings. This ancient sorcery was the power of true nas. And the ssage Kadi wished to convey to Igor was related to this very thing.
Now, they just had to wait for the Spirit Book to find a way to relay the ssage.
"'The most effective way to transmit ssages into the Ti Gap is through Spellcraft. Fortunately, I, Lord Soron, happen to know this Spellcraft!'"
"'One simply needs to use a dium to transmit the signal, sending it across via Spellcraft.' The Spirit Book made it sound easy. In reality, it was an entirely different matter, as it was not a Wizard and therefore lacked the ability to perform Spellcraft.
This great responsibility naturally fell to Kadi.
The process was neither overly long nor excessively short.
For this, the Spirit Book exhausted its long-accumulated Spirit Power and fell back into a deep sleep, while Kadi was also utterly spent.
Only Igor and Arnold, in the Ti Gap, would know the outco of their efforts.
In the Ti Gap, Arnold extended his hand, a smile on his face.
"Allow to personally see you off!"
Expressionless, Igor looked up at Arnold.
"'Hmm?' Arnold gestured with his hand, again motioning for the prone Igor to rise.
But Igor rely blinked. He expressed no intention to stand, though his gaze grew progressively firr, as if he had discovered sothing new or devised a fresh plan.
"'It's over, Igor,' Arnold reiterated.
Yet, Igor remained unmoved. His earlier look of resignation vanished, and he seed to have regained his strength and initial vigor.
"'Hello, Arnold,' Igor stated, his tone unexpectedly level, neither servile nor overbearing.
Hearing this na, Arnold flinched as if dealt a heavy blow. His outstretched hand froze mid-air, motionless.
How could this be? How could this boy, Igor, know that na?
"'Or perhaps, I should call you Arnold?' Igor said, his confidence returning as he abruptly rose from the ground.
Upon hearing 'Arnold' this ti, he staggered backward as if struck by an arrow, clutching his chest and struggling to keep his balance.
What... what in the world is happening?
Arnold's mind descended into chaos; this was sothing he could never have anticipated.
"'Which na do you want your legacy to be rembered by: Arnold, or Arnold?' Igor continued.
One blow landed, then another. The infant-like half of Arnold's face twitched, just as the trembling in his elderly-looking other half reached its peak. This was a collision of chaos, and at the sa ti, a clash of mories.
"'Which na should I use? I assu the nickna 'Two-Faced' must have co from these two nas, right?'"
"'You... how did you...' Arnold's mind was still reeling, and he struggled to control his emotions and words.
"'True nas often hold great power. Though I've never encountered it myself, I've heard many legends about flying dragons.' Igor grinned. He understood this ancient sorcery: the connection between a na and its essence, the power of true nas. Yonder Travel Academy really did teach everything and cover all sorts of subjects.
"'You...' Arnold's face twitched incessantly. One mont he was Arnold, the next he was Arnold; the chaos made it hard to distinguish. Updates are released by ⓝovelFire
"'I just called your na. Arnold. Oh, no, I an, Arnold,' Igor said, remarkably calm as he continued to alternate between Arnold's nas.
The 'Two-Faced' Arnold reacted differently to his alternate nas: aggression and ekness, frenzy and composure. A myriad of emotions intertwined because of these two nas.
"'Flying dragons often hide their identities by concealing their nas. I wonder what you—Arnold, no, Arnold—are hiding with these two nas? Why do you react so strongly when soone calls you by them?' Igor mused, stroking his chin, genuinely puzzled.
Arnold struggled, his face contorted hideously, looking as if he were on the verge of collapse.
'In its na, awaken the dormant reality.' Igor recited silently, well aware of the power of a true na.
Sotis, shattering sothing rely requires calling its na.
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