**Advanced Obsidian Python has been killed!!**
**30000Exp gained!!**
**Congratulations!! You have reached Level 28!!**
**All attributes increased**
**5000 Mana Points gained**
Just moments after Kaelen slain the leader of the the Obsidian Pythons, a series of the same monotonous voice rang out in his head as screens began popping up on his face.
But Kaelen was completely calm about it as he took in a deep breath in the hopes of trying to regain a little bit of his stamina back while the armor of the eternal guardian slowly began to fade off his body.
As the dust settled in the Slippery Valley, the once-terrifying form of the Obsidian Python leader lay motionless on the ground, its massive, obsidian-scaled body lifeless. The air was thick with the aftermath of battle, the lingering tension slowly dissipating as the remaining pythons, seeing their leader fallen, slithered away into the shadows.
As the last pieces of the armor faded from view, Morris, Ethan, Sofia, and Guinevere rushed toward Kaelen, their expressions a mixture of relief, awe, and exhaustion.
Morris was the first to reach him, clapping Kaelen on the shoulder with a broad grin. "That was insane!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with admiration. "I’ve never seen anything like that before, Kaelen! The way you took down that monster—what was that move? The whole valley practically shook when you did it!"
Kaelen, still catching his breath, gave a tired but satisfied smile. "The Thousand-Fold Slash," he said, wiping the sweat from his brow. "It’s a technique I’ve been practicing for a while, but I’ve never had the chance to use it like that."
Ethan whistled low, his twin daggers strangely resting casually against his shoulder as he approached. "That was no ordinary slash, Kaelen. You didn’t just cut it—you obliterated it. I don’t think anyone else in the academy at our rank could’ve pulled off something like that."
Sofia, her eyes wide with amazement, stepped closer, her shield shimmering with the fading light of her protective spells. "The glow… that was from the Sacred Light, wasn’t it?" she asked, her voice hushed. "I’ve read about it before, but to see it in action… I didn’t realize your armor could channel such power."
Kaelen nodded, glancing down at his now-normal sword, which had carried the weight of the Eternal Guardian’s Sacred Light moments before. "Yeah, the armor amplifies the technique," he explained. "It draws out the Sacred Light and channels it through my sword, making every slash more powerful. It’s meant to overwhelm even the toughest of foes."
Guinevere, who had been standing quietly as she watched the scene unfold, finally stepped forward, her fiery eyes reflecting both pride and a hint of frustration. "That was reckless, Kaelen," she said, though her voice was more concerned than angry. "You could’ve gotten yourself killed if that move hadn’t worked."
Kaelen chuckled softly. "Yeah, but it did work. And besides, I couldn’t let you guys fight that thing alone. Someone had to stop it."
Morris, ever the curious one, leaned in a little closer, his grin widening. "But seriously, Kaelen, where did you learn that move? I’ve never seen anything like it in the academy, and you’re not exactly the type to show off new tricks for fun."
Kaelen smiled, remembering the book that had been out of his reach due to lacking in levels. "I learned it from an ancient book," he said, glancing at the sword in his hand. "It’s reserved for wielders of this sword. Formr wielders of this sword has passed it down for generations, but only those who can wield the sword are allowed to learn the techniques.
The Thousand-Fold Slash is one of the most advanced moves, meant to be used when all else fails."
Morris’s eyes lit up with interest. "A secret technique passed down through a sword, huh? Makes sense now. That sword of yours is something else."
Kaelen nodded, sheathing the sword as he felt the weight of the battle slowly ease off his shoulders. "Yeah. It’s not something I use lightly. The energy it requires, especially when combined with the Sacred Light, can be overwhelming. But it was the only way to take down that thing."
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Ethan stepped forward, resting a hand on his hip. "Well, you definitely saved our skins today. I can’t imagine how we would’ve handled that leader without you. But man, you should’ve seen the look on that python’s face when you unleashed that attack. It didn’t know what hit it."
Sofia smiled softly, her voice filled with admiration. "You’re always looking out for us, Kaelen. We’re lucky to have you on our side."
Kaelen gave a small smile, grateful for the support of his friends. "We’re all in this together," he said. "And I wouldn’t want to face any of these challenges without you guys."
Guinevere crossed her arms, her lips curving into a rare, approving smile. "Just don’t make a habit of throwing yourself into danger like that," she said, though her tone was lighter now. "We still need you for the battles ahead."
Kaelen nodded, feeling a sense of unity with his friends, stronger than ever before. "I’ll keep that in mind," he said with a grin. "But for now, let’s focus on getting out of here. I think we’ve had enough excitement for one day."
Morris laughed, clapping him on the back once more. "Agreed. But next time, you’ve got to teach me some of those moves. I wouldn’t mind learning a thousand-fold slash or two."
Kaelen smirked while rolling his eyes. "We’ll see about that."
And so, Kaelen and the others finally began to walk out of that area which might attract other unknown ferocious beast due to the dead Obsidian Python there.
As Kaelen and the others trudged out of the Slippery Valley, weary from the intense battle with the Obsidian Pythons, they finally emerged on the other side. The oppressive darkness and jagged cliffs of the valley gave way to something entirely unexpected—a breathtaking, open flower field that stretched out before them in a sea of vibrant colors.
Brilliant flowers of every variety bloomed in abundance, their petals swaying gently in the cool evening breeze. The soft, golden light of the setting sun bathed the field in a warm glow, and the scent of fresh blossoms filled the air, providing a stark contrast to the cold, damp atmosphere they had left behind.
Sofia’s eyes lit up as she stepped into the field, her exhaustion momentarily forgotten. "It’s beautiful," she whispered, bending down to gently touch the delicate petals of a nearby flower. "I didn’t expect something like this on the other side of the valley."
Ethan let out a low whistle, scanning the vast field with a look of disbelief. "It’s hard to believe we were just fighting for our lives back there," he said, shaking his head. "This place looks like something out of a dream."
Morris, still catching his breath from the climb out of the valley, glanced around with a smile. "Well, if there’s any place to take a break, this is it."
Guinevere, who had been leading the group through the valley, finally stopped and took in the view, her fiery eyes softening at the sight of the peaceful landscape. She glanced back at the others, her expression thoughtful. "This is where we’ll camp for the night," she announced, her tone decisive but calm.
"We’ve been through enough today, and this field is as good a place as any to rest and regain our strength."
Kaelen, still feeling the weight of his earlier battle, nodded in agreement. His body was sore, and the calm serenity of the flower field seemed like the perfect respite after the chaos they had just endured. "I’m not going to argue with that," he said, stretching his arms and letting out a long breath. "This place feels safe enough."
The group set their packs down in a small clearing among the flowers, each of them visibly relaxing as the tension of the day began to ease. The soft grass beneath their feet and the gentle rustling of the flowers created an almost magical ambiance, a welcome change from the perils of the valley.
Sofia wandered a bit further into the field, her fingers trailing lightly over the flowers as she breathed in the fragrant air. "I’ve never seen so many different kinds of flowers in one place," she murmured. "It’s like this place is untouched by time."
Morris flopped down on the soft ground, his eyes half-closed as he soaked in the peaceful atmosphere. "After what we just went through, this place feels like paradise," he said with a grin. "I could fall asleep right here."
Guinevere, meanwhile, began to inspect the surroundings more carefully, her sharp gaze ensuring they weren’t overlooking any potential dangers. Satisfied that they were alone, she knelt down to light a small fire, using her fire magic with precision to spark the flames. "We’ll stay alert in shifts tonight," she said, though her voice had lost its usual edge.
"But I don’t sense anything dangerous nearby. We should be safe here."
Kaelen sat down beside the fire, feeling a deep sense of relief wash over him. The field was so peaceful, it was hard to imagine they had just come out of such a deadly encounter. As the fire crackled softly and the night sky began to darken, he glanced around at his friends, grateful that they had made it through the day together.
As the last of the light faded from the horizon, the group settled into a quiet, comfortable rhythm. The scent of the flowers, the gentle hum of nature, and the warmth of the fire made the field feel like a sanctuary, a much-needed break before whatever challenges lay ahead.
Guinevere, her fiery spirit momentarily calmed, sat near the fire, staring out at the flowers as they swayed in the moonlight. "We’re lucky to have found this place," she said softly, her gaze distant. "We need this rest. Tomorrow’s journey won’t be any easier."
Kaelen, resting with his back against a nearby tree, smiled faintly. "One day at a time," he replied, feeling the weight of his exhaustion settling in. "We’ll be ready."
And so, under the stars and surrounded by the quiet beauty of the flower field, the group prepared to rest, knowing that this moment of peace was a gift in a world filled with danger.