Transcendent Dawn

*Hiss…*

Su Lu drew a sharp intake of breath: “I’ve always known that the gap between a fourth-order and fifth-order profession is a formidable hurdle, but I never thought it was… so terrifying!”

Never mind the need for two fourth-order precursors, the Ancient Snake Society stayed stuck because they were missing, or rather didn’t know about the precursor for the [Dimensional Walker], and thus could only tread the path of the [Mysterious Master].

To achieve a 10.0 in all four basic attributes is a rather stringent requirement. Typically, professionals tend to focus on enhancing one or two attributes, with few bothering to equally distribute their improvements.

“And there’s a condition of Soul Trance level LV8! To level up to LV6 already costed 2400 experience points; at an acceleration rate of 2x, it will require 14400 more experience points? And, in addition, the 10000 points required for advancing to the fifth level, that will be a total of almost 25,000 experience points?”

Although Su Lu had already suspected that substantial experience is required for advancing to the Fifth-order Legend, he was still taken by surprise.

Of course, for other professionals, perhaps the ‘Soul Transformation Ritual’ is the greatest obstacle.

It demands practitioners to find a Marvel imbued with the breath of an alien world, such objects are hard to come by. If it appears, it often involves divine beings.

If one has to bear the burden of being watched by a mighty being in order to obtain the Marvel, death would be a better fate.

And yet, obtaining an alien world Marvel isn’t even the key!

The real danger lies in the soul transformation ritual, which requires merging an alien breath with one’s soul!

Because [Wandering Mage] is a career revolving around traveling across worlds, it can’t be restricted by any particular world.

Yet this step is often perilous, the soul of the native world often can’t react well when it encounters an alien world breath, and an intense rejection reaction may occur! Even the aid provided by the ritual can be ineffective.

If the soul suffers damage, death is a possibility!

However, for Su Lu, he has already met the requirements since his soul was brimming with the breath of an alien world, and he had completed the process of native integration through his lengthy stay and study at St. George’s University!

The insurmountable challenge for the [Wandering Mage] had already been conquered by him.

“To enhance strength and constitution, I can maybe find a solution with the Dragon Blood Baptism—there are definitely more than three Giant Dragons in this world…”

“And as for the experience points…”

Su Lu felt slightly nauseous: “Dragon Crystals may be able to make up for some, but a gap remains … For this, I can only find a solution later…”

He is determined to advance to [Wandering Mage], and leave this Twilight World.

As for the experience points?

He was nurturing the Arrogant School, and even dared to provoke a horde of enemies, all to prepare for a great harvest!

Dragon City.

The entire city was under martial law, with soldiers liberally stationed throughout, facing off against the Northern Territory army that was camping not far away.

Inside the city, within the Throne Hall.

“By the grace of the Mother Goddess, I hereby declare… Messiah is the rightful heir to the Dragon Kingdom. She will become the queen of the Dragon Kingdom and lord over all its territories! The protector of faith! Sovereign of the Snow People, the sea people, and the subjects of the king!”

So declared the Pope of the Mother Earth Church as he placed a small crown upon the oblivious Messiah’s head.

“During the princess’s minority, the Queen Dowager will act as regent, overseeing all affairs.”

Clad in a splendid dress, Flora Drake conducted the ceremonial proceedings in a dignified manner.

Once everything was finished and the nobles had left, only then did a look of fatigue cross her face.

“My sister, you sure are capable!”

A man approached her, flawlessly garbed in golden armor with golden curly hair, looking every bit the perfect golden statue. He cradled his helmet and spoke, “Kingslayer, Queen Dowager, Regent… Perhaps you should add another title to your head? As the head of our family, I have to tell you that you have brought disaster, great disaster, upon our house!”

“Not me!”

Flora glanced at the trembling Messiah beside her, her face reddening with anger: “Even though I despise that old fool, as well as those two mongrels with dirty bloodlines, wishing for nothing more than their death! I didn’t poison them. I only intended to poison Gran…”

Recalling the previous events, the Regent Queen Dowager felt as if she’d been living inside a nightmare.

She had been adamantly against Messiah marrying the son of the Duke of Wolf Fort—Gran.

Yet when Su Lu broke his promise and stood her up, the then-Queen was left without any better options and had to play a risky hand, planning to poison Gran directly at the banquet!

With someone’s assurance, the most poisonous ‘Tears of the Death God’ were brought in and everything was supposed to go perfectly.

But then… disaster struck.

The wine cup containing the poison did not kill Gran, but instead… King Felitlin III and his two princes were poisoned one after another, dying instantly on the spot!

The direct consequence of this was chaos in the capital.

Flora immediately declared Gran a ‘Kingslayer’, ordering him to be hunted down.

But somehow, Gran managed to escape from the heavily guarded capital, made it back to the Northern Territory, and started claiming that Flora had poisoned her husband and sons. Using this as an excuse, he persuaded the Duke to start a rebellion.

Although Flora controlled the capital, the prospect of facing the Northern Territory army unnerved her, forcing her to ask her family for help.

The Drake family’s troops entered the capital before the arrival of the Northern Territory army, culminating in the current standoff.

“Whether you did it or not, you’re the prime suspect based on results!”

The golden-haired man sighed, “All of this feels like a plot. Maybe I’ve underestimated the Duke of Wolf Fort? Or perhaps his son? Or maybe someone else? There’s definitely a traitor amongst us, it’s that nameless one!”

“Aside from him, Edward can be trusted for the time being, but Erik has disappeared… He’s definitely been bought by someone!”

A wave of rage came over Flora, gritting her teeth.

This Chief Court Mage, deeply trusted by Felitlin III and capable of detecting witchcraft, would not let Felitlin III be poisoned on spot and die with no chance of rescue if he hadn’t betrayed them.

“However… we’re in a good position right now. We have our family’s army and Dragon City, the never-falling capital. Your niece is the only heir to the throne! We have control over the troops loyal to the royal family, although it’s only a portion… Combined, our military forces far exceed those of any Duke.”

Flora sneered, “As long as we defeat the Northern Territory army, this kingdom will be ours!”

The Duke of Black Castle in the south was less powerful than the West and North, and as for the Great Duke of the island in the East Sea, what could a group of sailors do once they landed?

“I have a bad feeling, a terrible feeling! The situation might not develop as we wish!”

The golden-haired man looked at Flora, “But since you’re my sister, I swear by Fenwick’s name that I will protect you.”