Chapter 804: Chapter 183: The Wild Hunt Transformation Ceremony_3 Chapter 804: Chapter 183: The Wild Hunt Transformation Ceremony_3 And finally, the images began to slow down, pausing at that snapshot of Helquinn with his wife Favna.
Aiwass’s mind slowly zoomed in on the image, Helquinn’s brightly sunny, radiant smile becoming ever clearer while everything else gradually blurred into a blur.
Suddenly, Helquinn in the photograph seemed to come to life, while the surroundings merged into a blur and melted away.
As his wife Favna in his arms turned to void, he rose with a touch of regret.
Helquinn winked at Aiwass, his thumb pointing toward Aiwass, his smile genuinely from the heart.
He opened his hand, still with the thumb up, revealing a right hand much larger than Aiwass’s, and stretched it forward.
“Wouldn’t you like to shake hands?”
That voice, which up until now had been narrating in Aiwass’s mind, suddenly rang out at this moment.
Aiwass, as if in a trance, reached out his own right hand and slowly clasped it with the larger hand.
“The rest is up to you.”
Helquinn’s gentle and bright voice echoed in Aiwass’s heart:
“Lord of Scalefeather said…
this extent should be sufficient.”
And the “Helquinn” before Aiwass gave one last radiant, hearty smile, stretching out his other hand and giving a thumbs-up to Aiwass again.
With those words, the image of Helquinn shattered abruptly.
Following that, a highly pure “skill” flowed into Aiwass’s heart—
—It was the memory of Helquinn’s “Horsemanship” and “gunsmanship”!
Three hundred years of combat experience sporadically surged into Aiwass’s heart.
Along with it came four ancient battle skills that once belonged to the Path of Strength but were now dyed by the Path of Dusk and the Path of Wisdom—
—Annihilation Charge!
At that moment, a panel suddenly popped up before Aiwass:
Legacy: Berserk Hunt LV2: [Wild Hunt Tactics – Level 1 (0%)], [Corpse Martial Arts – Level 1 (0%)]
Then, as if in a daze, Aiwass saw the world turn into a meaningless tawny yellow.
Time in the entire world seemed to freeze at that point.
Aiwass vaguely sensed something at the edge of the sky observing him.
However, he couldn’t see it at all; he only felt his mood becoming more serene.
The moment Aiwass’s mood became supremely calm, the tawny clouds dispersed.
He thought he saw something—
It was a gigantic eye, akin to a golden disc.
It resembled an eye, a door, an egg, or some kind of gemstone.
The instant he made eye contact, a tremendous fear surged within Aiwass.
It was the kind of fear capable of scorching curiosity, freezing hope—his mind was emptied in a blink, and his sense of time froze—
When Aiwass regained consciousness, he found himself back in the Material Realm.
He had transformed into the immense, pitch-black Wild Hunt King; boundless, ferocious Strength gushed through his body.
Having never felt such power, Aiwass even harbored an illusion—as if with a bit of effort, he could shatter the very Earth.
Unable to resist the impulse, Aiwass raised his head, clenched his fists, and let out a howl to the heavens.
Accompanying his storm-like howl, thunder rumbled from the sky.
Lightning crackled within the storm clouds, and a vast number of Fallen Thunders violently struck down at random around Aiwass.
At that moment, a brand-new panel popped up before Aiwass:
It contrasted with the mighty Strength he possessed this moment.
Instead, it resembled the “Choose One of Three” options he received when he first learned the Rite of Fire Skill and embarked on the Path of Devotion—
[Earth Affinity LV1 (Blue): You are close to the Amber Egg, grasping some of Earth’s essence.]
[Clear Container LV1 (Blue): You have touched the Amber Egg; your Soul has expanded.]
[Clear Container LV1 (Blue): You have consumed the Amber Egg; your Soul has expanded.]
A flash of insight struck Aiwass.
This was indeed a touch from the Path of Dusk!