Chapter 815 Four Pillars: Azure Serpent
Whoosh!
Feeling a great amount of strength course throughout his body, Valyr faintly let out a satisfied sigh.
At this moment, he felt like he had entered a level of strength that would have normally been impossible for him to achieve.
In a way, it reminded him of the times he went all out while fighting against the quadrant leaders, as well as during the fight between him and the Lee twins.
'Though, I had the power of the Shard of Defiance coursing through me that time,' thought Valyr to himself, recalling the ethereal state he was in near the end of the latter fight.
Shaking his head a few times to remove the tangential thoughts in his head, Valyr took in a deep breath before focusing on spreading his aura outward, making sure that the entire Hall of Legends and Myths got a whiff of his aura.
Rumble…
In response, the Hall of Legends and Myths began to faintly rumble, causing the young man to feel a hint of shock.
After all, it wasn't like he had slammed his fists into the hall or anything. Instead, the hall began to rumble by itself.
Fortunately, the young man swiftly found the reason for the rumbling as the weapons near the outer edges of the hall began to glow.
Swoosh!
Giving off lights of various colors and intensities, a few strands of those lights began to make their way towards Valyr, telling him that the strength and path he had at the moment were greatly suit the path that their owners had.
Seeing how many of the weapons at the outer edges glowed in response to his aura, Valyr felt a bit of pride from the path he had trekked so far, slightly grinning as he moved his attention towards the weapons that were deeper into the hall.
'The closer the weapon is to the center, the higher the chances of me inheriting a path that would allow me to become a Myth,' inwardly muttered Valyr to himself, briefly glancing at the weapon that stood at the very center.
In terms of how simple the weapon at the center was to wield, it seemed as if it was a weapon made for a race that were a few heads taller than normal humans.
Nevertheless, the craftsmanship and effort put into the weapon was top-tier, with almost every nook and cranny making up the weapon itself covered in grooves and runes that seemed to channel the user's mana into specific areas.
"A slight shame that it's a scythe," said Valyr, imagining in his mind the person that wielded the weapon to be a force of destruction in the battlefield.
After daydreaming for a bit as to what kind of person wielded such an unwieldy scythe, Valyr returned his attention to the other weapons around the hall, continuing to push his aura out to the fullest.
Once again, a great number of the weapons in the hall responded to his aura, glowing as they sent out strands that told him he was a great fit for the paths their owners have taken.
Some of the strands were a bit forceful in their approach, while others were a bit more refined, telling the young man that they could opt to inherit other weapons aside from theirs.
In any case, the cacophony of messages in his mind and lights in his vision spurred him to continue moving deeper, releasing his aura to the fullest once more.
Then again, with all things considered, Valyr felt like his current path was more or less stable. After all, he was mainly a blacksmith.
He just happened to know how to fight with the spear, utilize magic and other various energies, as well as make use of a weapon that's technologically advanced by Veldanyr's standards.
If he were to look at all of the weapons within the Hall of Legends and Myths at this moment, only around a third or so of the weapons pertained to paths that went deeper into the world of production.
As for the remaining two-thirds, it went without saying that those weapons focused on the world of combat.
Unfortunately, Valyr already had firepower at the plenty, having the ability to surmount a gap as large as three class ranks with relative ease.
However…
That did not mean that he couldn't take inspiration from the paths that were explored by those that came before him.
Whoosh!
Flaring out his aura once more, Valyr soon found weapons somewhat near the center responding to him, sending him strands infused with messages telling him that their paths would allow him to become a Myth.
Not long after, the weapons even nearer to the center sent their own messages, telling him that their paths were far better than the ones that came before them.
Faintly smiling as he noticed that over half of the weapons in the Hall of Legends and Myths had responded to his aura, Valyr continued to flare out his aura for a bit longer, even attracting the attention of the weapons that were nearest to the scythe at the center.
In fact, for a brief moment, the scythe had glowed in response to his aura, causing his eyes to widen in slight surprise.
Though, as he received the strand of light the scythe had given to him, he began to refocus his attention towards the weapons that surrounded it.
"The paths you and my owner take are quite similar. However, in the end, your paths are bound to be far separated from one another."
"Instead, I'd suggest you focus your attention on the weapons in my surroundings. Though the paths their owners have taken are slightly lacking compared to mine, they would still allow you to soar to the skies and transcend mortality."
"Perhaps, with their greater compatibility, they would allow you to reach an even higher sky that even my owner could not even fathom."
Muttering these words to himself as he read the scythe's message, the young man took a few deep breaths to stabilize his thoughts before shifting his attention towards the weapons that were closest to the large scythe.
After having pushed out his aura for quite some time now, a considerable portion of the weapons that had responded to his call had somewhat dimmed down.
Though, from what he could tell, if Valyr were to reach out to them, the weapon would immediately respond and allow him to inherit their owner's path.
With that, he began to walk around for a bit to get a look at the weapons within the hall in greater detail.
Walking through swords that were used for legendary feats to unconventional weapons that were used to achieve the impossible, Valyr soon found himself standing in front of a staff that radiated a seemingly odd aura.
On one hand, it beckoned him to come closer.
And on the other, it told him to stay away.
Curious, Valyr focused his aura towards the staff, allowing him to get another response from the staff while getting a better look at the same time.
Compared to the other weapons near the center, the staff looked quite ordinary, looking as if it was a piece of wood that had just been randomly picked up in a forest.
However, if he were to look beneath its somewhat dark exterior, he noticed a faint sheen of blue shimmering across its surface, with grooves and runes far more exquisite than the one on the scythe covering the weapon from head to toe.
After reluctantly receiving a few more strands of light from the staff after focusing his aura on it, the young man widened in surprise as he received the name of the weapon.
"The Azure Serpent Staff…" muttered Valyr, only for his train of thought to stop as Vaughn stood beside him.
"To be honest, the very moment you caught this staff's attention, I had a strong feeling you'd take notice of it," said Vaughn as he looked at the young man with a shrug.
Hearing those words, Valyr went silent for a bit as he scratched the back of his head.
"Is… is it related to what I think it is?" asked the young man after some thought.
In response, Vaughn merely nodded, telling Valyr more or less everything he needed to know.
"To give you a bit more information, the owner of this staff wasn't actually human," the man said soon after, causing the young man to raise his eyebrow in slight curiosity. "To be more exact, they were a beast turned human after going through atavism."
At those words, Valyr's eyes gradually widened, inferring something between the words Vaughn spoke.
And from the man's gaze at him, it was as if he was telling him that his inference was most likely to be correct.
With that, Valyr had made up his mind, deciding to ignore the fact that the original owner had chosen a path that heavily leaned towards magic.
Touching the staff's surface, the young man eventually felt a pull on his conscious, sending him to another plane as Vaughn watched him from the side.
With a hint of trepidation, he watched the world around him turn into darkness.
For this might be the key he was looking for to push his subclass to the next tier.
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