Chapter 1628
Chapter 1628: 448 clues of the Rootless River
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âThe Faded Dragon?â
A trace of gravity flashed through Matthewâs eyes.
This guy was one of the four giants of the Ancient Lands, ranking equally with The Beholder Sword Saint, God Eater Queen, and the Final Giant.
He hadnât expected the second Golden Ticket to fall into his hands.
However, alongside the soaring silver column, Matthew had only seen the phantom of the Faded Dragon himself.
...
He had not seen the presence of the God Eater Queen and the Final Giant.
He also had no idea where those two had gone.
Considering that Tyraste had appeared with The Beholder Sword Saint, the people who had been with him were also gone.
Matthew suspected that during the entry into Blood-Drinking Mountain,
Tyraste and his group might have encountered some friction with the powerhouses from the ancient lands.
Afterward, most of them scattered.
But they had most likely entered the Ancient City of Klafa, and could appear at any time next to the vortex fighting for the Lost Paradise tickets.
What a pity.
Tyraste was now fighting fiercely in the Dark Divine Kingdom.
The Beholder Sword Saint was also comprehending the true essence of Tyrasteâs swordsmanship.
Matthew had no way to verify his suspicions.
And from another perspective, the appearance of the second ticket was faster than Matthew had anticipated.
Nobody knew if the third ticket would appear immediately.
This meant that Lost Paradise might open at any moment.
The atmosphere inside Ancient City Klafa would become even more tense and fierce.
Everyone was waiting for that moment.
Yet no one could obtain specifics about the third ticket.
Everything could only wait for Fate to arrive.
It had quite an element of luck to it.
âIt might not just be luck, if my guess is correct, then everyone is here in response to the summoning of Lost Paradise.â
âThe unpredictable spirit of Lost Paradise must have understood each person well in advance.â
âEven more extremely, in selecting who enters Lost Paradise, he may have long had a complete answer in mind, itâs just due to the rules, a process must be followedâŠâ
Matthew thought calmly.
He remembered the scene of his conversation with the young boy, and although the latter was very reluctant to give him the golden ticket and spoke harshly,
the result was clear.
The golden ticket had ended up in his own hands.
Although Matthew had passed the ticket on, the power to decide its ownership had, for a time, been in his hands.
This was actually a hint.
âIf Iâm overthinking it, then the fact the ticket was once in my hands shows that I am the person favored by luckâŠâ
Matthew had a feeling.
Since the Equalization Point had solidified on him, his luck seemed to have gotten better and better.
He was also able to make more correct judgments.
He even had the illusionâ
It wasnât that he made decisions that went along with Fate by observing the Equalization Point;
rather, it was precisely because he made such decisions, that Fateâs river flowed in the direction he had chosenâŠ
It seemed a bit presumptuous.
Matthew took a deep breath and quickly dispelled the illusion that âeverything was under controlâ from his mind.
âWhat does it matter if Iâm lucky? Without enough power, didnât I still obediently hand over the ticket to Tyraste?â
âAlthough Tyraste would most likely not treat me unfairly, I had to give up the ultimate decision-making rightâŠâ
With this thought,
Matthewâs mind once again became tranquil.
âHumans really are creatures that easily become complacent, supernatural powers, huhâŠâ
He couldnât help but mock himself with a smile.
However, he was also clear that it was impossible not to be twisted by supernatural powers.
As long as he exercised appropriate Temperance, he could keep any possible deviations within an acceptable range.
Temperance was a key element.
It was a sign of people harnessing supernatural powers, otherwise, one would lose oneself in the power itself, gradually losing all humanity.
Besides Temperance,
Matthew had once feared that his methods were becoming increasingly evilâ
Soul Siphon, Dark Servant, Blood Evaporation, Kunlan Blood BookâŠ
To ordinary people, these abilities or spells were the quintessential tools of a villain.
They looked so wicked and powerful.
As if the mere existence of these methods was a sin.
But when Matthew asked himself âHave I done something wrong?â the answer, of course, was no.
âThereâs no need to care about the gaze of others, just Focus on what I have to do.â
He composed himself.
Then he took out a blank parchment scroll and spread it on the conjured workbench.
Next, Matthew took a quill, dipped it in ink made from the Blood of Two-legged Flying Dragons,
and wrote down a series of magic words on the scroll swiftly.
These magic words formed an oval sign.
The very center of the oval was blank.
Ultimately,
Matthew wrote the following four words in the blank spaceâ
Temperance;
Compassion;
Tolerance;
Serenity.
The next second,
he quietly recited an incantation, and the four words radiated intense, Dazzling magic light.
Immediately afterward,
the scroll self-ignited, turning into wisps of faint fragrance that lingered around Matthew.
He felt his mind become more serene.
The domain that had been slightly unstable earlier also settled down once more.
âMind Magic still has some useâŠâ
A few minutes later,
Matthew wiped the sweat from his forehead and realized that he had unconsciously overcome another minor challenge.
This little trick in the illusion domain was considered by spellcasters as one of the typical deceptions.