Three days later.
’I wondered how she was able to grow so fast and be able to kill an Origin Tier even if she wasn’t one.’ Snow thought as he stood in a facility on Pendragon Island.
It was beneath the river around the island and was made of thick steel plates and there was a glass chamber in the center of this round, rod-like facility.
Snow stood on one of the upper zzanines, holding the railings as he watched Isolde who sat in a glass chamber at the bottom.
She was surrounded by six elderly n all of whom sat in ditative postures as they channelled the mana they just attracted with the ditative exercise towards Isolde.
This way, Isolde gained mana from six Saint Tier dragon summoners and this mana along with the great amount of dungeon cores were able to push her summons through the aid of her first one which slackened the limits of her dragonfly and hornless white dragon to higher tiers.
Currently, both of them have risen to 19.5. With their combined powers, she was able to kill the 20.5 peak Divine Tier troll boss.
The reason the dungeon was ranked an Origin Tier was because of the great number of trolls within it and the unfavourable terrain which ant whoever went into there would be sward.
"I have to admit. She works hard, real hard." Snow muttered. "It’s strange that with all her credibility the mana tree still hasn’t called her."
"Does it need to?"
Snow turned to the individual who spoke. It was Geoffrey. The young Pendragon approached him and crossed his arms.
"What do you an?" Snow asked.
"Well... since my cousin decided to bring you here, I’ll tell you. She actually has three summons and we think the strongest has to at least be at the tier of a paragon." Geoffrey’s eyes glead.
"Paragon Tier. Wouldn’t that make her one of the top strongest in the entire world, if not the strongest." Snow squinted.
"There are people out there, plausibly a handful but there are people out there with such strength, most of them do not reside on earth anymore. Let my cousin gain access to her first summon, she might be amongst the top ten strongest on earth but since her summon might be a dragon, I’ll say top five."
Geoffrey smirked.
"Access? So she has a summon but can’t unleash it? That’s odd." Snow responded.
"It’s a pleasure to et one of the youngest Origin Tiers on earth. I had to take the advantage to et you, after all your class is famous globally. Manhattan produced its elites, you, my cousin, Percival and Godfrey. Unfortunately, none of you are truly loyal to the authorities which is a big loss."
Snow looked at Geoffrey from the corner of his eyes. He wasn’t comfortable with the topic so he exhaled.
"What’s going to happen here today? There has to be a reason I’m actually here."
Geoffrey looked at Isolde. "Isolde is going to try to get to her first summon. Since it can’t get in, she wants to bring it into her soul space."
"What?!" Snow’s eyes widened. He cald down a minute later. "Is that even possible?"
"I have no idea." Geoffrey just replied, right before Isolde’s scream pierced their eardrums.
Both him and Snow looked down to see flas bursting out of her flesh. Flas blasted outwardly, slamming all the elders against the glass wall. The impact was so hard the reinforced glass wall shattered and all of them hit the tal wall, forcing it to cave inward.
Hearing her painful wail, Snow looked at Geoffrey. "This isn’t normal."
Both of them were about to leap down but a palm held their shoulders. Turning back, they saw Arthur.
Isolde’s screams slowly subsided as he gazed at them with a solemn expression.
"She failed. The reason she’s screaming is the mutation at work." Arthur said softly as he looked at Isolde who slumped to the floor, heaving with pain filled breaths.
"Mutation?"
"Every ti she tries, she’s failed but her Symbiosis rate for her summons keeps increasing. The forceful flow of mana altering her human biological system at such speed causes pain in so situations for a certain duration of unconsciousness but she’s never gone unconscious. It’s a better path where you don’t have to feel the pain but I don’t know why her mind refuses to shut down." Arthur’s tone was heavy and sad.
Snow frowned as he rembered Damien, his senior in Manhattan. Damien had sothing similar but his own occurred right from the mont he awakened.
At that mont Snow realized. Damien awakened his summon and got all the access at once but Isolde’s own process has been gradual.
’When Symbiosis crosses the limit of fifty percent, the summoner’s humanity is at stake. Whatever that summon is, it’s also increasing the percentage Isolde has with her other two summons. At this rate, I doubt she’s even human.’
Snow mused inwardly as he watched Isolde heave like a badly wounded dragon as dics rushed in to attend to her.
Everything reflected in his irises.
’Its either Isolde is so special she’s the only one in the world to experience this or there’s just sothing I can’t figure out here. Isolde... there are still so much mysteries about you.’
While Snow thought about this, Isolde could only see flashes of Godfrey’s faces as several summons with healing capabilities worked on her burnt flesh.
Her eyes suddenly glowed forcing her to gasp. She saw Godfrey in a black robe with that red haired black female knight behind him.
It made tears roll down her right unburnt eye.
This damn knight!
The scene changed again and she saw the black knight almost taking off Godfrey’s head with a spear but he just stood there.
The scene changed and she saw a teor crashing into earth. Lots of things flashed through her eyes, voices and it finally ended with the face of a man.
It was Ronald Daniels.
Godfrey’s father... He was alive!
In the end, her eyes closed, peace ca as all her wounds were healed but her strength had received a great boost.
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A/N: So of you will be wondering why I haven’t uploaded for two days now. Well, I got done bad by a good friend.
I’m still trying to get better, emotionally. It’s like I was duped by a brother. My commitnt is what brought back here. Honestly.
Also, so of you are gonna curse if I bailed. I know.
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