Chapter 772 Fortune Scroll Nr.2

Chapter 772 Fortune Scroll Nr.2

Michael didn't think that it was useful to continue think about the issues revolving around having Twin Fates or being Fateless. Challenges would help Michael and his people to grow stronger. They were good and helped them.

If the circumstances turned out to be too dire to handle, Michael could always rely on Extraction and remove the Fate and insert it back into his brother – once he got a body to slip in, of course.

Therefore, Michael focused more on the Sacred Desert and the Claim Note that had yet to be used.

He grasped the old parchment tightly and tore the Claim Note apart. His head flicked to the sky, expecting something grand to happen, but Michael was merely greeted by a beautiful cloudless sky and a burning sun. There was no grand sign telling Michael that he had been acknowledged as the rightful owner of Paradise Valley. That was unfortunate. Michael had been hoping for a grand spectacle.

Several minutes passed in utter silence, but Michael didn't divert his focus from the sky. The Elemental Empress had informed Michael that the temperature in Paradise Valley increased steadily since he rippe the Claim Note apart.

'Was the Claim Note a trap? Maybe it's one of the Will's punishments. I might be the rightful owner of Paradise Valley now but what's the use if the temperature keeps rising. Nothing will survive in here if this continues!'

All of a sudden, a loud screech reverberated through Paradise Valley. A blazing sun shot across the sky until it reached the center of Paradise Valley. The second sun that had appeared out of nowhere was even stronger than the sun. The temperature in the vicinity increased by tens of degrees, which made it difficult to even breathe.

Michael felt like he'd swallowed magma when he took a deep breath. He could have used Extraction to remove bits of the heat surrounding him, but Michael didn't dare to use his Soultraits. He stared at the second sun, his hair standing up to its end. The second sun was not actually a sun. it was far from that.

The second sun was the Primal Phoenix.

It's blazing body was too dazzling to look at, yet Michael did exactly that. He decided to use bits of his Spheres of Element Soultrait and played with the darkness-attributed energy that had been purified over and over again inside the Darkness Sphere. Michael called upon the darkness-attributed energy and formed thin darkness membranes that acted like lenses – sunglasses – reducing the surroundings into darker shades than they used to be.

At last, Michael managed to configurate the darkness membrane to grant him a glimpse at the Primal Phoenix's majestic body.

The Primal Phoenix was a magnificen bird, radiant with fiery plumage that shimmered like molten gold in the sunlight. Its wings spanned almost one hundred meters, carrying the Sacred Beast effortlessly through the cloudless sky. With each beat of its majestic wings, the air is filled with a cacophony of crackling flames and overwhelming heat.

The Primal Phoenix's eyes were crimson, outlined with intricate golden patterns, which bewitched everyone who was daring enough to gleam into the eyes filled with wisdom and eternal knowledge. Its eyes reflected ancient wisdom of the old ages, causing Michael to shudder involuntarily.

"Beautiful..." Michael blurted out, only to sense a heavy pressure wash past him.

His legs caved in the moment the heavy weight crashed upon his shoulders, and his face crashed into the searing-hot sand.

'What the...' Michael cursed in his mind, trying to resist the heavy pressure only to feel a foreign thought pierce through his mental defense.

It was a high-pitched laughter. The laughing didn't last more than a few seconds, but it was enough to crush Michael's spirit for a few seconds.

Michael realized in shock that the Primal Phoenix could kill him with a single thought. It was as strong as the Mythical Winged Serpent. Maybe it was even stronger!

Michael's eyes widened slightly when a sixth star was ignited as well.

Even if he'd been hoping to summon something great with the Fortune Summoning Scroll, Michael couldn't help but to think back to the first time he utilized a Fortune Summoning Scroll. Cleave Fenrir had been an...interesting encounter.

As the seventh star lit up on the Summoning Gate, Michael closed his eyes. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to hope for. However, there was one thing he was certain about.

Michael didn't want to summon anymore fellow Curse Users. It would be even more annoying to summon someone of the Fenrir bloodline.

[It would be fun if you'd summon our grandfather!]

"Danny..."

[Yeah?]

"You're not helpful."

[Whate–...Wow. The 8th Star lit up!!]

Michael's eyes shot wide open.

"No Curse User please!"

[Grandfather!]

"No, fuck that shit!"

[Pleasee!]

"No!"

The outlines of Michael's second Fortune Summon appered before him, and his eyes narrowed when the figure appeared from the energy pool.

[That is even better than gramps!]

"..."