Chapter 322: Starsfall

Chapter 322: Starsfall

Harvest Orchard.

Today, the one welcoming Sonya was, of course, the Advanced member of the Stretch Paw Club, Mifa.

After selling off her recent Virtual Realm harvests, Sonya suddenly fell silent.

Mifa wasn’t in a hurry, quietly enjoying the time they spent alone together.

After a long while, Sonya let out a soft sigh and said, “I want to purchase the ‘Heart Pen’ Miracle... Are there any promotions or discounts right now?”

Although Mifa really wanted to give the sword Princess a freebie, she didn’t have the authority: “No, you can only buy it for the original price of 15 gold coins. Maybe you could wait until the College League starts; the school usually offers promotions then...”UppTodated from nô/v/e/lb(i)n.c(o)/m

“Then I’ll buy it at the original price,” Sonya sighed, looking reluctant.

Just as Mifa was preparing the Artifact Spirit, they suddenly heard a series of continuous ‘pop’ sounds.

It was as if something was cracking open.

Sonya turned her head and saw a fruit falling from a tree behind them, its transparent crystal shell shattering with a pop. The spell spirit inside, drowsily opening its eyes, suddenly turned into a mist and dissipated.

It wasn’t the first, nor the last.

Pop, pop, pop.

One spell spirit fruit after another fell, one after another shattered and dissipated.

Although the number of fallen fruits was not large, this situation clearly exceeded the young woman’s tolerance – this was, after all, the Harvest Orchard of Swordflower College, one of the top Spirit Trading Centers in Galaxia. The fruit trees were even a Miracle of a legendary sorcerer. How could such a spell spirit exodus suddenly occur?

But soon, they wouldn’t care about this little matter.

Because they found themselves covered by a giant shadow.

As mentioned earlier, Harvest Orchard had all-glass outer walls, allowing one hundred percent of external light to pass through. So, the girls looked up and faced the sky.

The stars were falling.

Thousands upon thousands of stars were falling, including the three luminous stars everyone recognized, the brightest Lunar Star of the night, and the seventy-two constellations that the young women adored.

But they didn’t completely fall.

Because the “Sky” stopped them.

They were like trapped balls, pockmarking the sky above with craters. The sky seemed like an extremely elastic membrane, blocking all the falling stars; it was as if a giant bubble enveloped the entire world.

Countless questions floated up in the spectator’s mind like bubbles, so dense it felt like his brain might boil over.

There was no commotion, no chaos, no screams.

Galaxia, Abacuray, Magi, Mate, Mis, Aifeng... the entire Stars Kingdom came to a halt. Countless people looked up at the sky, experiencing a paradigm shift.

Then—

“The Light Sect, but...”

“But what?”

“The way Meteor manifests isn’t as light but as a physical entity,” Mifa said, looking at the description. “But because Meteors look similar to starlight, and ‘starlight’ belongs to the Light Sect, Meteor is also classified under the Light Sect.”

Not all spirits have clear sect classifications. Ultimately, the Spellcasting Sect is just a label that sorcerers arbitrarily use to categorize spirits, a classification that has always been relative and partial. Not to mention that many spirits exhibit traits from multiple sects, some spirits cannot be classified into any sect at all, such as the Observer’s Substitute spirit.

Spirits came first, then the Spellcasting Sect. The construction of theoretical systems has always lagged behind practice, and sometimes it lags far behind—such as with the Prophecy Sect and the Fate Sect. From ancient times to the present, all sorcerers have believed these two sects must exist, and they have discovered related spirits, but they have never been able to construct a complete systemic framework.

Sonya pondered, “So, Meteor should belong to the ‘Star’ sect, right?”

“There isn’t a Star sect yet,” Mifa said with a laugh. “Stars are too far away; how could sorcerers utilize them?”

Sonya glanced up at the sky.

“Doesn’t seem that far away,” she murmured.

Starsfall.

Star Prayer.

The shattered Star spirit.

The Incarnation of the Stars taken by the heroic soul.

The Secret Incarnation obtained by the Observer.

No wonder the heroic soul commander didn’t dare kill the Observer...

No wonder she preferred to use the troublesome method of a Pact to ensure she could successfully take the Observer’s soul summoning spirit...

So, the so-called Incarnation is—

Suddenly, Sonya felt a wave of nausea, and everything in her vision began to restructure itself.

Mifa opened the chamber of her heart, sunlight fragmented into blocks, fruit trees twisted into tombstones stacked with words, the sky turned into a black deep-sea, and the luminous stars sprouted countless eyes and mouths. From their bodies extended bright thin lines upward, like bait falling into the sea...

But when she blinked, the world returned to its original state, with no changes at all.

Indeed, the world hadn’t changed.

What changed was Sonya’s perception.

She knew very well the reason for this alteration. Being with the Observer, this conflicted insect, made it too easy to encounter such things.

When the world once again shed its disguise, revealing its multicolored darkness, Sonya received a response from the Virtual Realm through her perception—

“Conceptual Toxin.”