Spell: Saif Iqra

Description: not available

You do not reach the requirements to use this spell.

Sword: Saif Iqra

Description: not available

You do not reach the requirements to use this sword.

"So neither the spell nor the sword is functional? Convenient."

Armad kept the mysterious new spell aside and checked out the spells needed to leave the dungeon. There were three spells: the first would be used to summon a boat, the second would take the boat to the fourth world and the third would protect him from the demons of the abyss. Whatever that was.

Armad read the spells and waited.

After a minute, a small boat approached the bank. The boat was made of a broken wood and Armad wondered how long it would take for it to sink. It was empty except for the bluish mushrooms and other greenish, slippery-looking things growing on deck. As soon as it hit the bank, it turned around and headed back.

Armad quickly jumped inside.

He'd three days to steal nature energy from the dungeon and increase his longevity. So he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Spell activated.

Meditation: calm your internal energy and absorb the surrounding nature energy.

No attributes effect.

He'd been meditating ever since he tamed his Djinn. The process had become as easy as sleeping. He just needed to calm his internal energy, sense the nature energy in the surrounding and absorbed it. Your body would slowly transform that nature energy to longevity.

Armad untied his headband to reveal a circular birthmark at the centre of his forehead. The mark had three parts: innermost, middle and outermost. The innermost had the image of a small statue holding a double-headed axe, the middle part had three swords crossing each other at the centre and the outermost part had writings in an unknown tongue. Neither Armad nor his mother knew what this language was. They knew little about the mark except that members of House Wilberforce were born with it. Seven days after birth the mark would disappear. They called this birthmark Miyura. In Armad's case, his Miyura had persisted even after the seven days and that was why he always used a headband to hide it.

Armad had found that his Miyura facilitated his nature energy absorption and its rate of conversion to longevity. Since then he'd been using both his Miyura and his meditation spell to cultivate.

As he closed his eyes, the abundant nature energy of the dungeon rushed toward him and entered his body.

He spent six hours like that before he opened his eyes.

+0.2 year to your longevity

He didn't know when the boat would reach its destination but he needed every advantage he could get.

When he woke up in the morning, a very mysterious sun had risen up in the sky. The sun came up from the east and was slowly moving to the west. That was pretty... alien. Armad thought.

He knew there was only one sun in the sky and this sun was fixed at the centre of the seven worlds. Because of this, the central region of the seven worlds called the Equatora had a constant twelve o'clock sun, the Northern hemispheres had a constant 9 to 11 am sun, while the Southern hemispheres had a constant 9 to 11 pm sun. At the end of every year, the sun would move ninety degrees northward which would put the Northern hemispheres at a constant noon for the rest of the year, the Southern hemispheres at a constant night cycle and the Equatora would now change from noon to 6am morning sun.

But this mysterious sun was actually moving from the east to the west rapidly...

Is this some time acceleration magic? But even if that's the case, why is it moving from east to west? It should be north to south.

Armad put that thought out of his mind and focused on cultivation. He thought about how to start his mission of finding the Triple-factor. That thought brought the memories of his mom back. He needed to hurry. It had already been two days.

His journey continued uneventful for the next two days until he woke up one morning to find his boat approaching the brink of the sea. That should have been a cause for joy, but obviously not, because the black sea wasn't connected to any land, or anything for that matter. It just terminated as an empty black void that stretched out as far as he could see. What was even more confusing was that there wasn't a single drop of water splashing forward, as if an invisible wall was blocking the river.

That wasn't all, his little mysterious boat was speeding up toward the brink. And before Armad could find any solution, the boat had thrown him out into the emptiness.

After an undetermined period, Armad opened his eyes to see shadowy images of beings dressed in white....

Wait... am I dead?

That was the first thought that came to his mind. These... shadows weren't humans, maybe angels or Djinns who have come to take his soul away.

Armad tried to close his eyes but they felt heavy, too heavy to close.

One of these shadows came forward and put their hands on his head. That simple act returned his vision. To his relief, the shadows were humans: two men and a woman.

The woman threw a guard bottle at him. Armad felt a massive relief because even in his condition he could hear the turbulence of water inside the bottle. Hopefully, it wasn't the same black water from that sea. He tried to catch the bottle midair but he suddenly realized he couldn't move, in fact, the only thing he could move was his eyes.

They would probably feed him since he couldn't feed himself. So that was no immediate problem...

Shit.

His hope was crushed as one of the two men kicked the guard bottle away. "Why feed him?" The man said.

In his delusion, Armad imagined the woman getting angry and beating the hell out of the man. But neither the woman nor the other man said anything to the man who kicked the bottle. Armad cursed internally.

The man who kicked the bottle came forward and chained him up. He threw him on the back of his horse and knocked him out.