Chapter 217 - Tunnel Of Dreams(4) - One Last Time
Chapter 217 – Tunnel Of Dreams(4) – One Last Time
Its surprised expression paused eternally.
However, it wasn't right to say it was frozen in a block of ice….that didn't fit the description.
The ice particles from that flower infiltrated every part of the snake and turned it into an icy structure. This was a very parasitic magic spell that took a long time for Reve to learn.
Oh, how he remembered. The endless day and night he had poured in to master this particular spell so that it didn't backfire on him when he was ready!
He might not be ready right now, but he bet he could now use the spell without worrying about fatal side effects.
[Winter Rose].
That was the name of the spell, titled after the rose that only blossomed during winter.
'Well, that's about that. Right now, Ahh— '
Reve collapsed on the floor as his body shuddered continuously. He kept shaking like a fish out of its habitat.
Deep down, he recognized this occurrence, 'energy deviation. I had planned my attacks well. I guess I'm still not ready for [Winter Rose]. Truly, what a sad life.'
When the battle was ongoing, Reve kept a constant check on his magi reserve. He was waiting for the perfect time to unleash a devastating magic spell that would end the tyranny of the snake.
[Arctic Moon] was that spell. It seemed to do its work well, but somehow, the snake survived.
So, Reve instinctively picked a spell with a greater destructiveness, regardless of his magi reserve— [Winter Rose].
Theoretically speaking, he didn't have enough magi in him to pull off the spell, but that wasn't going to stop him at that important moment.
Thankfully, that was only in theories. Even after one's magi reserve is depleted, there would still be magi points swimming in their body, just not in their magi reserve.
Now, in times of great distress, one could upon these magi points, but it wasn't wise to do so as it would leave a terrible impact on his muscles and body framework that had housed that particular magi point for many years.
A side effect–ranging from death, amputation, or mild injuries–would catalyze from this deviation.
In Reve's case, death was a far stretch.
He would live to see another day, but right now, all he wished for was that pain stopped.
Not knowing how to cope with it any longer, he closed his eyes and let himself find recluse in the warmth of dreams.
His body stopped spamming. It laid still on the cold floor as the blood of the snake found its way to him, staining his fur.
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'Hmmm…'
An unknown time passed.
Reve eyelids jittered open as he woke up with fresh vigor flowing through his every vein and muscle.
While he was asleep, his body took the chance to patch itself up. His magi reserve refilled its tank.
'I don't find myself at the mouth of any monster, so I'm guessing there should be no obstacle for a while, right?'
Sadly, no one was around to give him the reassurance that he wanted.
Reve stood up and deactivated his transformation. It wasted a lot of energy. He didn't need to keep up such a form right now.
With eager steps, he continued walking down the cave's path.
After what seemed like an eternity, Reve saw something other than brown earthen substances.
A blue mist blocked the path ahead of him. It didn't seem to be ominous, but Reve wasn't buying it.
The cat emperor picked up a stone and threw it into the mist.
Nothing happened.
Heck, he didn't know if something was supposed to happen, but he guessed the lack of any unfavorable reaction was good, right?
He tried reassuring himself by repeating the same test about five times until he realized the mist was probably safe.
Reve jumped into it and closed his eyes in the next second.
'Hmmm…..so, it was nothi—Crap!'
The scent of the mist forcefully shut his mind down, and he closed his eyes.
……..
When he opened his eyes, he discovered his body to be transparent, just like a ghost.
The lower part of his body was invisible, even to him.
Or was it that he lacked a lower part and the wispy bottom he had was just as real as it could get?
Anyway, Reve ignored his body status and focused on his surrounding.
Before he was something from his memories.
It was a scene from long before he became his godly self.
There was Myrna, sitting in her office, with him on her laps as she combed through his fur with her bare hands.
Illuminated by the lampstand, a document laid on the table and her head focused on it, "The Devil's Triangle. Hmmmm….seems dangerous, isn't it Reve?"
Reve purred.
His exact thought was, 'Yes, you crazy old lady.'
"Kekekeke, I have gotten old, haven't I? I have reached the stage where I consider most adventures to be dangerous. Now, what would become of me?"
Reve purred loudly once again, 'So shameless. Despite your hesitation, you still embarked on all your planned adventures.'
The cynical old lady, who believed she could understand her dear cat, giggled, "Well, I'm something, aren't I? Quiet, the kids are sleeping, wouldn't want to wake up those monsters late at night."
"Hmmmm…..still, this one seems to be worlds apart from our normal adventures. The other adventurers believe that it is the source of all the supernatural events that happened here. The Devil's Triangle, a place one can not come back from…Basically, a place where you lay your coffin."
"Hehehehehe, if the associations think that I can pull off this adventurer in my old years, then who am I to ponder on my rotten efficiency?"
"Reve, let's do it again, one last time. We shall uncover the secrets of the triangle. Damn, it doesn't matter if we survive or not. Fame and wealth are irrelevant. All that matters is that we were there, and we saw the secrets. Wouldn't that be a good way to go out?"
Reve purred, 'Fucking caretaker, you want to kill us?!!'
"Hahahaha, what is it, Reve? Your bones have gotten old? You have become a lady cat?"
Reve purred, feeling provoked by Myrna's word, 'One last time….'
"Yes, one last time…"