Astral world.
This is a dark and lonely world, the darkness stretches endlessly.
Only the occasional twinkling stars become the only light in this world.
Suddenly, at a certain moment.
In the pitch-black background, crystal-clear fragments appeared one after another.
The next moment, the sky shattered.
In the scattered starlight——
First, there were high heels made of crystal.
Then there was a plain white long skirt and a crown made of dark red rare metal, lingering around the snow-white neck.
...
...
The golden elf with long hair was floating silently at the end of the void.
And in her left eye.
There was a flame as bright as mithril, mysterious and deep, with an indescribable ancient breath, slowly dancing in those glass-like eyes.
Every time the silver fire leaped, the surrounding space would also fluctuate.
**Ripples spread out in circles.
Some fluctuations are extremely small, like a tiny ripple in a pond.
Some are extremely powerful, like a raging wave, distorting the starlight coming from distant places.
The slender figure of the golden elf was drifting with the surging waves of space.
Her body swayed up and down, as if she would be engulfed by the space distortion caused by the violent silver fire at any time.
However, every time at the most critical moment, the golden elf was able to grit his teeth and force himself to stabilize his body.
She knew very well that—
What kind of existence is this flame in front of me that can distort space and create waves in the void?
"Silver Fire"
Or in other words, "The Secret Fire of the Magic Goddess".
Even mythical creatures can only glimpse it through clues, but no living being has ever truly possessed it.
Hidden in the deepest, oldest, and most supreme mystery of the astral realm.
Even if it was just to capture the trace of the Silver Fire, Hathaway wandered aimlessly in the star realm for five hundred years.
Although the dimensional void and the astral plane are vast, there are still countless dangers lurking in them.
There are star-eating beasts that feed on small celestial bodies, and space-traveling beasts that can travel freely across dimensions... Among so many celestial creatures, the adult individuals are at least legendary.
Among them, there are many powerful individuals who are the kings of the tribe and can compete with demigods.
Moreover - the difficulties and obstacles from the outside world are only secondary.
The biggest obstacle is loneliness.
Whether it is humans or elves, in the final analysis, they are still standard social creatures.
Without the company of others, there is not even a person who can relieve the loneliness... and I am wandering alone in the vast and deserted deep space.
Even just five years is enough to drive a sane adult into a madman.
What’s more, it lasted for a full five hundred years.
It would be fine if I could seal myself or fall asleep. If I sealed my senses and fell asleep, then five hundred years would be nothing more than a moment...
However, in order to search for traces of the silver fire in the star realm, Hathaway forced herself to maintain mental concentration for five hundred years. Even when she was sleeping, she had to devote half of her mental energy to guarding against the outside world.
If she had not already broken through the limits of the throne and her mental power had not been further developed to the point where it could become an ocean in itself, her mental power would have probably dried up long ago... Even though her body was intact, she was no different from a dead person.
It can be said that Hathaway relied entirely on that obsession during these five hundred years.
The reason why I was able to hold on was because of my longing for Char.
However, even so, it is far from being a complete success.
Finding the secret fire in the astral realm is only one of them.
The biggest difficulty lies in containing this ownerless silver fire and truly transforming it into one's own power.
During the thousands of years since the independent material plane was opened up, there have been powerful mythical creatures that have found traces of the Silver Fire.
But in the end, without exception, those powerful ancient mythical creatures were swallowed up by the huge space cracks and void waves in the process of containing the Silver Fire.
Not even a trace of bones or remains were left, only a simple line of text remained, which became the evidence used in later mystical books to record the dangers of the silver fire.
Compared to the powerful beings who once tried to contain Silver Flame, the golden elf named Hathaway did not have much advantage.
She had just broken through the boundaries of legend and reached the so-called throne.
In terms of accumulation, there is still a long way to go compared with those demigods and even false gods.
What she had supported her through five hundred years of time, reaching the deepest part of the star realm, finding the silver fire and trying to contain it.
From the beginning to the end, it was nothing more than an unwilling heart.
Other mythical creatures might still have concerns.
Even if the containment of the Silver Fire fails, they are still high and mighty gods and have sufficient escape routes.
But Hathaway has nothing left.
Everything that belonged to that golden elf girl, her laughter, sadness, lovers, and even all her memories——
They were all buried on the day the Lost Island fell.
Buried in the deepest part of the abyss.
So, from the very beginning, she had no choice.
There is no option to retreat.
…
In the starry sky, any inconspicuous star is a celestial body that has existed for tens of millions of years.
Because of this, the concept of time here is naturally different from that in the Western Continent, and it passes extremely slowly.
The stars are fading and being born.
Ebb and flow, ups and downs.
I don’t know how long this cycle went on.
The next moment, the dark cracks that permeated the starry sky suddenly stagnated at the same moment, along with the surging space waves.
Immediately following.
Snap——
Accompanied by a crisp sound.
The sound of something breaking spread out.
Then, one ten-thousandth of a breath later.
The scorching silver light burst out from the depths of the entire star realm.
The majestic magic, along with the profound mystery, transformed into a huge wave.
It originates from the depths of the distant star realm and stretches endlessly all the way.
Transmitted to every corner of the star realm.
Even in the main material plane, the false gods in the Western Continent who are busy competing for believers and using human kingdoms as pawns to divide up the faith can also sense it.
After a few seconds, the surging waves slowly subsided.
The star realm returned to its original state.
Cold, quiet, and unchanging.
And under the background of the starry sky——
Hathaway slowly opened her eyes. Her left eye was no longer the beautiful light gold color it once was.
What replaced it was incomparably deep and hot.
Wherever the eyes reached, the space was distorted by the steaming silver light.
"First-class control."
"pack."
Hoarse, emotionless words slowly rang out.
The voice was pleasant to the ear, reminiscent of a young girl's voice, but with a taste of vicissitudes and nostalgia, as if it had spanned a long period of time.
Today, she is no longer the naive golden elf girl on the Lost Island.
Hathaway closed her left eye.
And that scorching silver light, along with the eternal spatial fluctuations, was slowly contained and calmed down.
"Teacher Char..."
"You once taught me that no one can defeat a wizard who is armed to the teeth."
"In other words, every wizard needs to have his own trump card and trump card."
Hathaway's left eye was closed, but her remaining right eye was still the light golden color unique to the golden elves, as beautiful as ever.
She stared at the endless dark starry sky, lost in thought...
"And now I am——"
"It can be said that I now have my own unique trump card."
"From now on... my left eye will never be opened again."
"Unless, it is to deprive others of their lives and annihilate powerful enemies in the twisted magic of the sky..."
"Oh……"
The golden elf couldn't help but chuckle.
However, in that laughter, there was not much of the joy of having gained one's own hidden skill or a killer move.
Instead, there is an indescribable feeling.
"After all, I've been alone for too long."
“If you were by my side, you would probably smile, clap your hands, and say, ‘Master, you’ve finally graduated from my school.’ ” ”
"If that's the case, then my mood will probably be much lighter."
"It's just, like you said."
“If you find a rare golden treasure from a treasure chest, but you don’t have a companion to share the joy with.”
"So, no matter how rare the item is, it still lacks the joy it should bring."
She gently stretched out her white fingers and tapped lightly in the air.
The melodious ancient elven language sung from Hathaway's mouth was beautiful and had a hint of poetry.
The next moment.
The light golden magic power outlined the image of a simple book in the void beside Hathaway.
On the pages of the book, lines of mysterious and ancient words flow through, carrying a complex torrent of information.
"Hathaway. Book of the Spirit World"
Able to directly use one's own mental power as a medium to establish a communication channel with the subconscious ocean of the spiritual world.
Then, in the form of a book, the information and answers that you need to find are directly retrieved from the subconscious ocean of the spiritual world, and transformed into an information stream that is manifested in the so-called "Book of the Spirit World".
Hathaway's eyes reflected the myriad flowing, complex words.
This amount of information is enough to easily explode the soul of a legendary warrior. For ordinary demigods, it will also exceed the mental load and bring about considerable backlash and sequelae.
However, at this moment, Hathaway seemed to be at ease and didn't even frown.
These five hundred years were not wasted.
If, when she walked out of the illusory Black Tower Library created for her by Char, she had just surpassed the boundaries of legend and arrived at the so-called throne realm.
After five hundred years of drifting, at the end of that long period of sedimentation and accumulation, in Hathaway's self-cognition, she has also reached the end of the throne.
And after completing the containment of the "Silver Fire", or the "Magic Girl's Mysterious Fire", he took one step further.
At this moment, after releasing all her might without holding back and completely venting the power of the silver fire, even Hathaway herself was not sure what level she could reach.
The only thing she could be sure of was——
"Teacher Char..."
"More than five hundred years ago, because you were worried about me, you chose to take on everything by yourself, to shoulder everything..."
"But from the beginning to the end, until you and the Lost Island fell into the abyss, you never revealed even the slightest information or plan to me."
"I can certainly understand your concerns..."
"At that time, I was too naive and immature, and I had unrealistic fantasies. If I had discussed the plan with him or revealed it to him, it is very likely that I would not be able to hide my thoughts and the old sun god would have noticed something unusual, thus alerting him."
"Or, put it more simply and bluntly."
"I was too weak at that time. So weak that if I were involved in your plan, I would only be hurt... That's why you had to go to great lengths to exclude me from your plan."
The golden elf stretched out his white fingers and tapped lightly in the star realm.
The magic power outlined a light golden outline in the void.
It was the appearance of a human boy, with black hair and black eyes, and he seemed to always have a smile on his face.
And Hathaway just stared at the figure of the human boy in a daze.
In the opened light golden right pupil, a certain faint spirit was accumulating little by little.
It's like a volcano before it erupts, quiet, but ready to burst out violently at any time.
"But, Mr. Char."
"Humans grow, and elves are no exception."
"I shouldn't be a burden anymore..."
"But I can help you, be your support, and stand by your side..."
"besides……"
She opened her mouth slightly and murmured silently.
"During the time I was drifting in the astral realm, I thought about self-annihilation countless times. I thought about falling asleep in the astral realm and never waking up."
"But, every time at the end, your figure appears before my eyes."
"Because I have never forgotten the last words you left me."
"That is your expectation of me. It is also the only motivation that supports me to complete this long journey in the star world."
Hathaway pursed her lips.
Then, a smile finally appeared on that cold face for the first time.
"It's not a simple relationship between a master and a disciple..."
"But, to go one step further?"
“Char…”
“Now I am qualified to be your ‘Master’. ”
"To be the one who makes your heart beat faster in your story—"
"Heroine?" ”
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