Chapter 339 Limitless?

Chapter 339 Limitless?

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"Huff!..."

As the strange vision ended, the world exploded with light as the darkness was cast away, momentarily dazing Dale as he squinted his eyes.

'It ended...'

Processing what he had just seen, he slowly pieced together the events as he tried to understand just what sort of truth the Tablet had just given him.

'Okay... Phew...'

He raised his head, looking at the Tablet, but it now remained silent. The Golden Words had vanished, leaving behind the inanimate carvings from before on its smooth, greenish surface.

Whatever it wanted to show him it had already done so. Yet, he could feel faint fluctuations within its surface, it still had a lot left to share, but now was not the time.

There was nothing left to do here, he was done, and this meant there was only one thing left to do...

'I've learned some truths but nothing of consistency... I believed I would come to understand more of what was at stake and maybe make the Oath, but I was subjected to neither.'

'Of course, it would be a lie to say my horizons haven't changed at all with this trip, I now know the entire world is involved in this, but I still have no idea how this connects to me.'

'Elden Throne in itself is still a mystery.'

'The first vision was that of Caladbolg's creation, and I assume the tablet did not show it to me from a whimsical decision... If it can make any that is.'

'I already knew that my future would be tightly bound to the Relic, however, it seems the tablet wants to remind me of its importance and that whatever I had in plan for it... Was far from enough.'

'If I'm interpreting things right... Perhaps the Tablet wishes me to pursue Caladbolg's completion and to achieve what its maker could not.'

'If the sword possesses a will of its own, which I always thought it did to a certain degree, then I must also pursue developing said identity... While also being on the lookout for the strange bow that shattered its previous body.'

'A bow of such power is likely something as strong if not a Grade higher than Caladbolg, I can't let it be pointed at me or those around me... The consequences of said event would be catastrophic.'

'It could also be a hint... A hint towards the sword's sole weakness.'

'The problem is that the bow was shattered long ago... Finding any of its pieces is likely going to be no easy of a task.'

'Worse... If there are others pursuing it also...'

/Step.../

Dale took a step back, slowly turning back as he made his way to Roger.

Without knowing, he was just an arm's length away from the tablet, close enough to see his own reflection.

Strangely enough, he did not remember ever walking this close...

Not only that, his environment seemed a little different, the people observing the Tablet had changed and the area was slightly less crowded when compared to before.

Regardless, as he walked out of the Tablet's area of influence, he continued to think:

'And above all, I learned jack shit about the Green Box and why was it given to me.'

'What exactly is Elden Throne planning and how do they connect with all of this?'

'Roger made it seem as if Elden Throne is but an affront to something bigger, but there's still much left for interpretation.

'The Green Box... Is it a natural gift to the one to reach Level 100 first?'

'It is highly hypothetical... But considering the other generations were limited in their Leveling process, and since I was the first 'player' of this generation to reach the limit, it could be a portion of the reward for the Chosen first.'

'Maybe Elden Throne was obliged to pass it on to me... Maybe this reward is the same as all others received also...'

'The generations before received their character's powers the moment a "truth" was reached while I'm constantly evolving as my other persona changes.'

'Aren't those one and the same?... Unless there's something else I'm unaware.'

'... Overall, I would say this trip was worth it, the only thing left now is to see if Roger can share what he knows with me.'

'For all I know, I've already been baptized, I only need to know if I'll be penalized by sharing these things with others and if they can also share their own secrets with me as well.'

'If not... I would be a little concerned.'

Pensive and still confused, Dale turned around, approaching Roger who was now sitting on a white bench underneath a tree.

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/Meanwhile.../

"... We've got the green light..."

"... The Oracle has been given, the web cannot be damaged any further, do not fail the Lord."

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/Silence.../

Back in the USA, a group of strange individuals gathered around Dale's house, hidden inside an apartment with a view directly to his home.

They had a silent and gloomy aura surrounding them, it was deep, heavy, and sharp.

Equipped with strange equipment and metallic black clothing, completely obscuring their bodies from view, they looked excessive even to this age's standards.

"Start the operation."

One of them, a tall man with a strange holographic image of pointed feathers floating behind his head spoke, commanding the other soldiers as they all remained in complete and utter silence, as if even their heartbeats had stopped.

"Silence the one that beckons the end." He said in a deep tone, raising a dimly lit saber into the air, slightly above his chest

""Death to the Cursed Child."" The others replied, performing the same strange gesture

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