Awakening of the Mind Sovereign-Chapter 31: Heh… all thanks to Kyber

Under the night sky, where the wind gently howled through the barren mountains, Eliot stood at the edge of a rocky peak overlooking the sect.The moon hung in the sky, casting its pale glow over the terrain of a world that had become familiar to him. From here, everything seemed small... the people, the buildings, the sects, even the battles he had fought before.

But none of that mattered to him now. His eyes were fixed on the pill shimmering between his fingers, small yet saturated with unimaginable power.

"Come on..." he muttered to himself before placing the pill in his mouth.

The moment it touched his tongue, a ferocious energy erupted inside his body, as if a fiery storm had suddenly ignited within his guts. He dropped to his knees, his teeth grinding against each other from the sudden pain.

"Damn...!"

Waves of energy surged through his cells, tearing his body apart from within and reshaping it with terrifying force. His veins glowed with a deep blue light, his skin shivered as if a hidden fire was burning him from the inside. He gasped for air, drenched in sweat, but he did not give in... he couldn't, even if he wanted to.

After three hours of torment that seemed endless, everything stopped. There was no pain, not even a sense of his body as it once was. When he opened his eyes, he was no longer in the same world.

The colors here... were different. The air was strangely light. The entire place felt like a distorted dream between reality and illusion.

A faint smile formed on his lips as he took a deep breath, then let out a chuckle. "Hah... it seems I've arrived in the spiritual realm."

But before he could process the situation further, a transparent window appeared before him, adorned with the familiar symbols of his system:

[Congratulations! You have arrived in the spiritual realm.][Your reward: Sora's Arm.]

His brows furrowed. "What's this?"

Cautiously, he tapped on the message, and suddenly, a torrential surge of power flowed into his left arm. It wasn't just energy... it was a real transformation. He felt his bones stretching, his skin burning and hardening. Looking at his hand, he saw a dark crimson hue creeping across his skin, turning it into a solid, unfamiliar material—strange to the touch yet pulsing with power.

As he raised his arm before his eyes, the truth dawned on him. This wasn't just a superficial change. This arm was entirely different—stronger, more durable... but no longer human.

A cold smile formed on his lips as he clenched his fist, feeling the overwhelming strength coursing through it.

"Alright... let's see what I can do with this."

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Eliot stood there, staring at his new arm, which glowed with a deep crimson hue. It was a bit heavy, yet it didn't slow him down—on the contrary, he could feel an immense force surging through every cell of it.

He couldn't resist his curiosity. He lifted his hand before him, then slowly clenched it. The air around him trembled as if the very fabric of reality had warped under his power.

"Let's see how strong you are..."

Turning his gaze toward a group of nearby trees—ancient trees, towering dozens of meters high, their thick trunks nearly indestructible even with third-rank spiritual weapons—he pulled his arm back, then launched a savage punch forward.

BOOM!

It wasn't a conventional explosion; it was as if reality itself had collapsed for a brief moment. The trees didn't get blown away, nor did they shatter... they simply vanished, erased from existence in the blink of an eye.

Eliot stood still, staring at the void left behind by his strike. The ground was smooth and untouched, with no signs of destruction or debris, as if nothing had ever existed there in the first place.

He laughed, then looked at his hand with fascination. "This hand... it's even stronger than that of a third-rank Forger! Hah... I love you, system!"

But his excitement was short-lived.

[Warning: Excessive power may attract beings stronger than you.]

His eyes narrowed as he read the message. He wasn't stupid—he knew that revealing his newfound strength too early could bring trouble.

"Alright... better hide it."

He focused his mind and imagined his arm returning to normal. In an instant, the red glow faded, and the hand gradually transformed back into its human form. But as it did, a slight pain coursed through his body. It wasn't painful enough to stop him, but it was a reminder—this power came at a price.

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Eliot stood beneath the vast sky, his eyes gleaming with unwavering determination. He could feel a new power flowing through his veins, a power that brought him closer to legend. But with that power came great responsibility...

He muttered to himself as he gazed at his hand, "Megas' Voice Skill..."

Just thinking about it made his body shiver. That skill wasn't just an ordinary ability—it was something that defied logic, a force capable of shifting the tide of battle in an instant. But he knew the cost of using it...

"No, I don't ever want to use it... unless I'm about to die."

He looked into the horizon, his thoughts intertwining.

"If a powerful being sees this skill, they'll want to kill me to learn how I obtained it."

He frowned for a moment before a quiet chuckle escaped his lips. "Heh... all thanks to Kyber."

Despite his caution, he knew he hadn't reached this point alone. He owed much to "Kyber."

But now wasn't the time for gratitude—it was time to move. "I have a plan..." His grin widened, excitement filling his features. "Something completely... insane!"

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Eliot strode through the sect, his steps different this time. Every movement he made was infused with spiritual aura, his presence barely touching the ground as he walked.

The eyes of the disciples turned toward him, and whispers began to rise.

"Look at him!"

"His energy... it's completely different!"

"My god, he's not walking... he's floating above the ground!"