Chapter 3017 I Guess I Am

Chapter 3017 I Guess I Am

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BOOM! BOOM! Minerva's eyes opened wide. The moment the carnage and destruction began, she had been forcefully taken away by her parents. Although she had completely formed her God Constitution now, she was still much too weak to participate in a battle of this level.

In the end, she could only grit her teeth and watch from afar. However, when the Pillars of Truth appeared, her pupils couldn't help but tremble. Those pillars were the treasure of their Minerva Race. They had been passed down for generations, but they had never reacted like this at all.

It was just unfortunate for Minerva that she wasn't aware of the history. And those Owlans that did... well, their gazes could only become incredibly solemn... even Elysium. And yet, not a single one of them did anything about it because they knew that it was entirely useless.

What was the purpose of the Pillars of Truth? The obvious answer was that they could test the grades of crafts, but that was surface level to their abilities, a history that Leonel was well aware of.

The Pillars of Truth had a far more important purpose, or else it would be impossible to spend so much effort on two treasures. Just think about it for a moment. Master Crafters wouldn't be Master Crafters if they couldn't analyze the good and the bad of their own Crafts. If they couldn't do at least that, they might as well give up on the profession entirely. In fact, even lower class Crafters had this ability so long as the treasure was within striking distance of them.

Pouring so many resources into a pillar just to tell you things that you already knew was the pinnacle of foolishness. Still, rich people tended to spend their money on foolish things. Who was to say the Minerva hadn't created it just because they could?

But the real reason was much deeper. The first was surface level again. The 99 leaves of the pillars represented the pinnacle of Minerva innovation. The existence of the pillar was like telling others that this was a height that they could never achieve. Since the Minerva could create a treasure to sense this grade, it also meant that they could easily create a treasure of such a grade.

The second reason... was to pick the Head of the Minerva Race. Only by surpassing all other Crafters would you be worthy. Or, most accurately... only by increasing the standards of the pillar.

99 runes had always been the peak, but what the peak meant changed with every passing generation. The Minerva had a very strong culture, and they were also very strict. Crafters of new generations had an advantage over the old because they had an additional pair of shoulders to stand on. As a result, only by surpassing the old could you be worthy of being at least comparable to them.

This was all to say that... Anastasia had all the protocols necessary to control the treasures of the Pillar of Truth, and there was no one in the Owlans good enough to override her. So...

If Anastasia said Leonel was an Owlan, well...

Leonel grinned.

"I guess I'm an Owlan."

BOOM!

Leonel reached out and the Pillars of Truth slammed into his palms. Energies swirled and Little Tolly thrummed with life, growing so large and expansive that it even compared to Leonel in size.

Leonel took a breath as the beams of light came to him and soon a beautiful spear had formed in his large hands.

It had runes that looked like delicate leaves running up the side of its body and a head of gold. The blade shone menacingly in the light and it gathered up all the truth in the world, responding to Leonel's call.

Leonel took a step forward and an armor swirled around his body.

The Pillar lit up and in an instant, over 50 runes shone down on the skies and the laws of the world bowed to Leonel.