System: Daily login!!, jackpot on the first day!!!-Chapter 378 - - Farewell

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"SwordMagic: Light and Earth Fusion… Heavenpiercer Fang!"

The Ninjato ignited in a radiant surge, glowing with blinding brilliance as layers of hardened earth spiraled and locked into place along its edge. Stone and light merged, shaping into a jagged, divine lance, glimmering like a falling star forged from the bones of the earth and kissed by heaven's fire.

The weapon crackled with volatile energy, every sharp ridge pulsing with luminous might as if the very planet had offered its strength to create this spear of divine judgment.

High above, Rashid's eyes widened, the reflection of the glowing weapon flickering within his pupils like distant lightning.

And then… He smiled.

"...Now that is what I wanted to see"

With a roar of exertion, Aksara launched forward, the Heavenpiercer Fang blazing in his hands. The ground behind him exploded into shards, cratered by the sheer pressure of his leap. He rocketed skyward, faster than the eye could follow, a missile of radiant death streaking toward his opponent.

Rashid didn't flinch. His wings of ice unfurled in a bloom of crystalline magic... Not feathers, but arcs of translucent frost, etched with runes, ancient and beautiful. They beat once, slow and solemn, stabilizing his position in midair.

Calmly, he raised his sword, and his breath frosted the air as he whispered his final invocation.

"Azure Spiral… Mirror Heart"

The atmosphere stilled. The ice around Rashid shimmered, then converged, forming a hovering mirror, a translucent plane that pulsed with ethereal light. It reflected not only Aksara's charging figure but the sheer, compressed fury of his magic.

Then-

*BOOM!*

Heavenpiercer Fang collided with the mirror.

But there was no eruption.

No deafening explosion.

Only silence, sharp and absolute, like the world holding its breath.

Then.

*Crack!*

A web of fractures bloomed across the mirror's surface.

*Crack… Crack-crack!*

The barrier shattered, slowly at first, then all at once, into a radiant shower of icy shards, scattering like stardust.

But Aksara's weapon suffered too. The jagged stone plates that encased the blade splintered and peeled away mid-strike, crumbling like fragile armor under pressure. His eyes widened.

'Too soon!'

Twisting his body with sheer instinct, Aksara veered, off course at the last instant, barely avoiding a fatal collision. The divine lance, now stripped of its outer shell, retracted to its original blade form.

And then.

*Clang!*

Their swords met in a final, thunderous clash, a raw burst of magic ringing across the battlefield like a divine bell tolling the end of the war.

A heartbeat passed.

Then both fighters plummeted.

They struck the ground hard, dust erupting as they skidded and tumbled across the cracked earth, their weapons spinning away from reach.

For a moment, all was still.

The field lay in eerie silence, broken only by the drifting motes of dust catching the fading glow of magic.

Then Aksara coughed, sitting up with a grimace.

Moments later, Rashid groaned and propped himself up on one elbow, blood on his lip but fire in his eyes.

"You're good," Aksara said, smiling through the pain.

"...No. It's my defeat." Rashid's voice was ragged but steady. "I know you're not using your full power… But it was enough"

There was no bitterness in his voice, only quiet satisfaction, the kind born from true battle. He smiled, not in surrender, but in promise.

"Next time… I'll go even further"

Aksara smiled once again, "... I'm looking forward to it"

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From the sidelines, Taufik raised a hand.

"That's enough. Match concluded. Nobody died… Barely"

The gathered spectators broke into applause and hushed murmurs, some amazed, others visibly shaken by the sheer display of power from the two combatants.

Taufik turned toward Akh'sha, his expression equal parts impressed and amused.

"Your kid's got guts"

"And yours has terrifying precision," Akh'sha replied with a chuckle, his arms crossed proudly.

Taufik shook his head with a faint smile, then addressed the two young fighters, Aksara and Rashid.

"You two, go clean yourselves up. And Akh'sha, let's talk. I want to discuss where I should build the portal..."

And just like that...

Days passed in a quiet rhythm as Taufik's family settled into their stay in the Blue Dragon Kingdom. Ayana, Akh'sha's wife, and their son Rashid welcomed them warmly, often showing them around the kingdom's gleaming ice-covered streets and crystalline halls. Occasionally, they ventured beyond the protective boundaries of the kingdom into the vast, snow-blanketed wilderness of the Ice Continent.

Despite its frozen landscape, the region held a rare and haunting beauty, towering ice forests with sapphire-blue leaves, luminous snow flowers that bloomed under moonlight, and herds of frost antelopes that danced across the glaciers. It was a land both unforgiving and enchanting, shaped by nature's quiet, icy hand.

Taufik and Akh'sha, though not always joining the excursions, spent most of their time working together to construct a portal unlike any seen before. It would not only bridge the gap between distant continents but eventually open a path back to Earth itself.

And before they knew it, a few days had passed, and it was time to say goodbye.

The sky above the Blue Dragon Kingdom was painted in soft hues of amber and violet as the sun dipped behind the frozen peaks. Snowflakes drifted lazily through the air, as if reluctant to see them leave. The royal courtyard, usually quiet, was filled with a gentle tension of farewells not spoken but deeply felt.

Aksara stood beside his father, bundled in a fur-lined cloak, his expression a mix of excitement and uncertainty. Rashid lingered nearby, pretending not to care, but occasionally stealing glances at his new friend.

"...I think it's time," Taufik said, his gaze steady as he looked at Akh'sha.

"Are you heading to the Desert Continent?" Akh'sha asked, though he already knew the answer.

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"Yeah. After that, I'll go to the Forest Continent to install the final portal and say our goodbyes there too"

Akh'sha let out a quiet sigh, his breath visible in the cold air. "It'd be nice if you could stay a few more days"

"You know we can't," Taufik replied gently. "We've stayed on Draco longer than planned. Earth is still in a fragile state… I can't leave it unattended for too long"

Nearby, Ayana moved through the courtyard with quiet grace, embracing Taufik's wives one by one. Her smile was warm, but her eyes glistened with the weight of parting.

"Come visit again," She whispered. "Our doors will always be open for your family"

Taufik nodded, his voice softer now, tinged with something deeper than words.

"…Next time, it's your turn to visit us. That's why I built this portal"

He turned to Akh'sha, who stood beside the newly completed gate. The structure radiated a soft, pulsing light, its surface shimmering like the surface of a dream. Power thrummed in the air, a quiet promise of connection, of return.

The wind swept gently across the frost-covered stones as everyone stood in silence for a moment, letting it sink in what had been shared, and what would soon be missed.

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This time, Taufik and his family did not ride Basukhi.

As he had explained earlier, they had already spent quite a while on Planet Draco, twenty-two days, to be exact.

While that seemed like a short visit in this world, back on Earth, more than five hours had passed. On the surface, it looked manageable. But Taufik knew better.

In Earth's current fragile state, even a few hours of absence could open the door to chaos. A full day gone? That was a gamble he wasn't willing to take.

So, rather than take the scenic route, Taufik stood before the humming portal and activated it with a gesture. The energy rippled outward, stabilizing into a mirror-like surface that shimmered with heat and golden dust, the unmistakable mark of the Desert Continent.

Without delay, he and his family stepped through.

There was still work to be done, and farewells yet to be made.

When they arrived at the Desert Continent, Taufik didn't waste any time.

He gave his family space, especially Rani, to say their goodbyes. The golden sands stretched endlessly under the blazing sun, and the warm breeze carried familiar scents of spices, old stone, and desert roses. The people welcomed them with joy and nostalgia, but beneath it all was the quiet understanding that this was a farewell.

While they visited and reminisced, Taufik focused on his task.

Just like in the Ice Continent, he began constructing a portal anchored in magic shaped by vision. Using his Imagination Magic, he molded the structure from desert stone and enchanted glass, weaving mana into every layer. The process was intricate, but to someone like him, it required no more than two days.

As the portal took form, humming with potential, Taufik glanced back at his family in the distance, laughing, crying, embracing.

There was a beauty in closure. But there was power in moving forward.

With the portal in the Desert Continent completed and goodbyes exchanged, Taufik and his family moved on to their final destination, the Forest Continent.

Unlike the Ice and Desert Continents, the Forest was alive in a way that pulsed through the soil itself. Towering trees with glowing leaves formed natural canopies that shimmered with ambient mana. Strange calls of unseen creatures echoed through the lush greenery, and the air was thick with magic and mystery.

Taufik had expected a peaceful conclusion to their journey, a quiet farewell, a final portal, and then the return to Earth.

But like Him who defies fate, who bends the thread of destiny until what should happen simply… Doesn't.

Sometimes, there are things even Taufik believed would never happen… Yet they did.

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