The process of Elentalization, amidst this hellish tornt, was continuing at a slow yet steadfast pace.
It’s as if the extre pressure had instead beco the best forge.
His body at tis transford into flas, at tis solidified into hard rock, at tis was enveloped by water, and at tis surrounded by a gentle breeze, with light and dark subtly flowing underneath, maintaining the most fundantal balance and stability.
The disturbances of the whispers also changed with the deepening of his Elentalization and his strong-willed resistance.
Sotis they beca sharper and more urgent, as if angered by the prey’s stubbornness; sotis they beca gentle and seductive, weaving false visions of endless knowledge or power; sotis they directly transford into ntal attacks, trying to shake his Crystal Core.
Duke held his mind steady, turning all the whispers, all the pain, all the interference into fuel, and cast them into the furnace nad Will.
He no longer thought about success or failure, no longer cared about the past or future, and even temporarily forgot himself.
In this dual hell of body and soul, ti lost its significance.
There was only the roar of energy, the scream of whispers, and the forward-moving light of the leap in the essence of life, inch by determined inch.
He was like the only unsinkable reef in a stormy sea, letting the chaotic energy and wicked whispers crash and batter, yet himself becoming harder and more solid at a slow, unstoppable pace.
As ti passed, the six Energy Wells surrounding the chamber, whose originally surging, heart-stopping energy output finally began to show signs of decline.
Like six dragons continuously drained of Life Force, the light and fluctuations they emitted visibly weakened.
In the southern Bright Energy Well, the tower’s restrained saturated fluorescence had dimd by more than half, the vortex on top of the tower spun slowly and feebly, and the radiant flow gushing out shrank from the initial blazing pillar of light to a relatively gentle stream of light.
In the northern Dark Attribute Energy Well, the dim light flowing on the surface of the black diamond-shaped crystal cluster weakened, the internal vortex that swallowed light reduced its speed, and the shadow tide pouring out beca thin, like an arrow at the end of its flight.
In the southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest, the wind, earth, water, and fire standard Energy Wells, the cyan, yellow, blue, and red lights on the cylindrical devices also noticeably dimd, the intensity and stability of their energy output declined, and the humming sound beca low and intermittent.
The stifling oppressive feeling of the six elental energies filling the chamber was rapidly dissipating as the Energy Wells burned out like an oil lamp running dry.
But this was not a precursor to failure; quite the opposite, it signified that the frenzied primordial balance baptism of the six extres had exhausted most of the necessary fuel, and was entering the final wrapping-up and stabilizing stage.
The figure of Duke sitting cross-legged at the center of the Witch Array no longer bore the previous look of painful distortion and bleeding from the seven orifices.
The violent energy fluctuations cald down, and those evil, bizarre, unknown whispers also seed to weaken and dissipate with the loss of continuous energy impact as a dium or attraction, leaving only a faint cold resonance in the Spiritual Sea, endured through stubborn resistance.
On the surface of his body, there was no longer the frantic flickering of various lights, replaced by a warm, restrained, and peculiar luster, like a fine jade yet faintly emanating a tallic texture.
The veins under his skin returned to a calm blue, but upon close inspection, there seed to be extrely faint, stellar-like multicolored light points corresponding to the six attributes gently flowing within.
His breathing beca extrely slow and long; between each breath, the residual free energy in the chamber seed to ripple slightly, as if he had beco a highly efficient Elental gathering and dispersing core himself.
The leap in Life Level was nearly complete.
Ascending to a Level 2 Elental Mage did not entail turning oneself into a purely Elental Life, which is usually a characteristic of so extre paths or special races.
Instead, it’s about elevating the essence of life to a new height through energy baptism, granting the physical body the ability to freely convert between the flesh form and specific elental forms.
Its foundation of life remained the unique Duke, who fused the characteristics of the six elents, rather than any single Elental Spirit.
This ant that in a normal state, he was still a flesh and blood being who could enjoy the various senses and conveniences of life, possessing strong Life Force and growth potential.
And once his Heart Thought moved, any part or even the entirety of his body could instantly transform into pure flas, solid rock, flowing water, howling wind, brilliant light, or deep darkness, thereby almost immune to pure physical attacks and possessing high resistance to elent damage of the sa origin, and even capable of partial absorption and transformation.
More importantly, ordinary single-attribute Elental Mages, though they have outstanding advantages in one aspect, are also easily countered by targeted attributes or restricted by special ans.
But Duke, with his six attributes of elental affinity and mastery, fundantally compensated for this fatal flaw.
He could switch or mix the most advantageous elental forms at any ti according to the opponent and combat situation, making targeted counterasures extrely difficult, achieving tactical flexibility and survivability at an unimaginably high level for the sa rank.
As the six Energy Wells completely depleted, their last strands of pure energy rged into Duke’s gradually complete, new circulatory system. The subtle interval in which the alternation and stabilization of his old and new life forms were about to complete.
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