CH 11

The black mist dissipated, and a black altar suddenly appeared on this pale land.

It was only five meters in diameter and two meters high, the second building in this colorless dream world with strong colors.

Rode stared at it in amazement.

The surface of the black altar had no decorative patterns or elaborate designs.

But in the center of the altar, there was a huge, open palm with a giant eye made of black blood in the palm.

It was exactly the same as the one before.

Rode looked at the back of his hand and found that it was as smooth as new, without any trace.

That means the eye pattern is used to summon this altar in the dream world?

Rode had a sense of foreboding.

He climbed onto the altar and carefully observed the palm. It seemed to be made of some kind of stone, not living flesh.

This relieved him, and he cautiously reached out and lightly touched the palm.

Suddenly, a line of information rushed into his mind.

[Soul Eye]

Peering through illusions, penetrating fog, seeing souls, discerning essence, observing the peculiarities of all spirits, and knowing the flow of the source.

Focus your attention between your eyes, awaken your spiritual power, tap your forehead lightly, and you can activate the [Soul Eye].

Note: Do not directly observe entities with a large difference in spiritual power position.

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This paragraph was written in common language, accompanied by a voice that sounded like his own. It successfully avoided Rode's low-level abilities.

The content was very rich, not only about the Soul Eye, but also all related information.

Rode was overwhelmed by the information and had never felt so happy reading an instruction manual.

"Why isn't the obelisk like this?"

Rode was very dissatisfied. If it weren't for so many ghost words, he wouldn't have had to go through so much trouble.

After careful study, Rode found that the activation method of the Soul Eye was very simple, and the only problem was how to awaken spiritual power.

Spiritual power is the power of the soul, the source of all abilities and characteristics.

Training, enhancing, and using spiritual power are the most important issues for Flamekeepers.

Rode had not learned the relevant content yet, but it was in the voice.

Following the method in the voice, Rode tried repeatedly for several hours before finally awakening his spiritual power.

It was a mist emitting a faint light, flickering at his fingertips, with a strange connection to his mind.

"It's amazing."

Rode controlled the spiritual power to flow at his fingertips, feeling this wonderful power.

It was like a ghost that could appear anywhere in his body at will, but if it left his body, it would quickly dissipate, and the connection with his mind would be broken.

After becoming familiar with the use of spiritual power, Rode focused his attention between his eyes and controlled the spiritual power to flash in his forehead.

His eyes felt hot, and the Soul Eye was activated.

His vision became abnormally clear, but the surroundings did not change much.

The spiritual power in his forehead quickly consumed, and Rode had to continue to replenish it, but the continuous use of spiritual power made his mind tired.

If his attention was slightly distracted, the Soul Eye would close on its own.

"I'm still not proficient enough."

Rode thought, but felt that it didn't seem to have a particularly significant effect.

He didn't try again, but fell into contemplation.

The appearance of the altar gave him an ability and a piece of information.The mastery of his ability proves that he is the owner of this dreamland, and all the changes in the dreamland are related to him.

If the existence of the eyes is to summon the altar, then his suspicion as the ultimate beneficiary has exploded.

No, that's not right.

Rode rejected this speculation.

Although all the evidence points to him, he still believes that he is a good person.

Regardless of whether others believe it or not, Rode believes it.

"I will definitely clear my name and find the real culprit."

"Maybe there are clues in the texts on the obelisk. I will go to the library to check it out as soon as I wake up."

But how to wake up from the dreamland?

Rode recalled his previous experience, it seemed that his body was grabbed by something, and there was a strong sense of falling, and then he woke up from the dreamland.

He simulated this feeling in his imagination, but failed.

He also tried to fall or lie on the ground, but failed.

After thinking for a long time, Rode thought of the lightning-like symbol, which existed before and after the crossing.

Maybe he can give it a try.

Rode overlapped his thumbs, with his left index finger up and his right index finger down, curled his three fingers, and turned 180 degrees to form a staggered lightning.

For a moment, his spirit appeared to be in a trance. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the dormitory.

What caught his eye was a light yellow roof with a vivid flame painted on it. The warm orange light flowed in the air, as if it was really burning.

And he was lying on the bed, holding this symbol in his hands.

The loud bang echoed in his ears.

A female voice shouted, "Open the door, open the door! It's time for class. Are you going to be late on the first day of class?"

For a moment, Rode had a wonderful sense of trance, as if he had returned to his student days, being urged by the kind and nostalgic but annoying study committee.

But he quickly dispelled this illusion, and his tough spirit returned to his soul.

I will definitely survive.

"I'm coming."

Rode answered, jumped out of bed, opened the heavily hammered door, and was surprised to find a group of people standing outside.

They were all wearing light blue school uniforms and holding thick books.

And the door knocker was the golden-haired girl Kassan.

She also changed into a school uniform, tied up her golden hair, and two strands of hair gently swayed on her cheeks, making her look bright and beautiful while also having a hint of elegance.

But at the moment, she looked very angry, her light blue eyes widened, and her willow-like eyebrows almost stood up.

"Rode! Do you have the guts to sleep and not have the courage to open the door for me? I'm about to break the door down!"

Rode scratched the back of his head, "Why is it you?"

"Why not me?" Kassan retorted, with the aura of a study committee.

Wayne poked his head out from behind her, looking a little depressed, "She is our group leader. We are all students of the ten departments and ten groups of the three schools. When we were divided into groups, you were sleeping too soundly, and I didn't wake you up, so we went first."

Kassan said sternly, "Today's main class is very important. It's Karaman's 'Extraordinary Soul'. We are going to start learning about spiritual power. It is absolutely not allowed to be late. Do you want us to lose points?"

A petite girl behind her said weakly, "Group leader, let's go. It's not early anymore...""Immediately bring 'Extraordinary Soul' and 'Basic Combat Theory' and set off!" Kassan glared at Rode.

"Are these two books! Are you illiterate? You don't even recognize the words?"

Rode didn't argue with her and quickly grabbed the two books she pointed to and joined the team.

Under Kassan's leadership, the team quickly headed out.

As they walked, she continued to lecture them.

"As the Flame Keeper of the Starfire Sequence, we should work even harder. Rode, your first flame seed wasn't good, so you should work twice as hard and try to ignite another flame seed by the end of the semester. That's the only way you'll have a chance to enter the Knights after graduation."

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Her attitude was somewhat aggressive, unlike yesterday.

But Rode didn't mind and was thinking about the library incident.

It was Wayne who muttered, "Isn't the Knights your dream? Rode lost his memory..."

"Shut up!" Kassan rebuked. "Can't he have dreams just because he lost his memory? Your first flame seed wasn't good either. The use of the Guardian Crystal is very limited. If you don't ignite a second flame seed, you won't get a high score in combat class!"

Wayne's face turned red. "I don't need a high score. Passing is enough."

Kassan coldly said, "Your way of thinking is the cancer of humanity..."

Wayne fiercely retorted, "What do you mean by cancer? I know my limits and doing what I can is the greatest contribution!"

Along the way, the two argued incessantly, while the other twenty or so people remained silent and followed behind them.

They walked out of the dormitory building, crossed the tree-lined path, and suddenly the scenery opened up. Countless students in light blue school uniforms hurried along the cobblestone road. The distant lake reflected a bright light under the continuous streetlights. The teaching area, consisting of numerous turrets, towers, and castles, was located in the center of the entire campus. The windows glittered under the bright light, and even the oppressive black mist in the sky didn't seem so frightening.

Kassan and Wayne stopped arguing and immersed themselves in the vibrant scenery.

At this moment, a huge voice sounded in the academy.

"Good morning, students of Kimberly. Today is the 26th, and the time is 2:15 in the morning. I am the broadcaster, Kazaan."

"I'm glad to share some good news with you. The observatory has just informed me that the fourth Tuesday of the Misty Moon, the first Monday, has arrived! Students, take advantage of this opportunity, attend classes diligently, and burn your youth for the Holy Flame of the Royal City!"

"There's only fifteen minutes left until class starts, so please don't be late."

As the broadcast tower's announcement ended, they merged into the crowd and became one of the millions of Flame Keeper students, rushing towards the future they desired.