It was a pitch-black night.
The bright moonlight gathered into a single column, falling on the deck of the ship.
If you looked closely, you could see threads of silver falling from the sky inside this column of light.
You could feel the surrounding magical energy approaching the center like a whirlwind, but the surrounding sea was unusually calm, without the slightest trace.
Forget about the storm, even the slightest wave.
Calm, unusually calm.
The magical energy was still visible, and should have been formed by a storm, but there was no movement.
The crowd, already prepared for the storm, froze, wondering what had happened.
But since there was no storm, everyone was happy to relax, sitting or leaning on the ground, waiting and watching Sophia rise.
Perhaps it was the calm sacrificed by the moonlight that calmed the storm around her.
When the moonlight intensified, Alke and the virus did not have to wait long. The accumulated magic power dissipated, signaling that Sophia had entered the seventh stage.
When Sophia opened her eyes and stepped out of the magic pool, everyone could clearly see how her eyebrows, eyelashes, and hair had turned into silver threads that shimmered in the pure moonlight.
Even her eyes had taken on the shape of the moon, sparkling with the moonlight and starlight.
The falling moonlight and the silver thread projects, intertwining into one, enveloped Sophia like a veil of feathers.
The special effects were top-notch.
She was in stark contrast to the others' ordinary appearance after their advancement.
Sophia seemed to notice the change in her appearance. She cared deeply, and the silver shine of her hair, eyelashes, and eyebrows faded.
But the silver she had transformed had become even brighter than before, that was an undeniable fact.
And the first veil she wore showed no signs of disappearing, remaining draped over her body.
Seeing the crowd's expression as if about to ask something, Sophia smiled and, without waiting for an answer, spoke.
"I have essentially mastered the rules governing the Pale Moon through its own powers.
This treasure, the Pale Moon, has completely merged with my body."
Hearing this, Alka looked at her, and a smile spread across her face. "Does this mean that you are now considered a deity?"
Hearing this, Sophia froze, and then suddenly happened. "That's how it is."
She reached out and touched the feather veil that was draped over her.
This feather veil resembled a translucent robe draped over the surface of clothing, constantly emitting a faint, pure white moonlight.
It was light and ethereal, as if completely weightless.
"This thing should be considered proof of a high existence, right? It can help me experience the power of moonlight, provide a certain degree of protection, and grant me the natural ability to fly."
The meaning of the word Sophia carefully lowered the thread to the ground and, like a cloud, soared into the sky, not turned on under any circumstances.
And without the manifestation of magical powers, Sophia seemed to fly instinctively, as if she knew how to fly.
His body floated freely in the air, like a fish in water, emitting a soft ethereal breath.
Then he landed next to Alka. "It seems like all the time you spent coming back to comprehend this moon was worth it," Alka remarked as she touched the first veil on Sophia's body.
The soft, gentle feel of the fabric remained.
After all, Sophia had been a complex in comprehending the power of the moon long before she entered the sixth stage.
Now her dedication had paid off, and by the time she reached the seventh stage, she had already mastered the treasure.
Pale Moon no longer possessed the physical form of a being; it had become Sophia herself.
It was like Urulii controlling the power of the crystal, or Lucilia controlling the power of the color of blood.
It had become an agent.
Everyone watched this scene unfold.
"It seems like I should also choose the treasure as a starting point and begin my detailed understanding," Huanglu remarked.
The rest of the details were in agreement.
"Do you have any advice or experience to share?" Porro asked.
"In my experience, it is best to choose an environment similar to your treasure to comprehend it. If such an environment does not exist or you cannot find it, then I have no good advice or methods to share."
Sophia said.
In the end, that is what she did.
However, distant possibilities create each of them, finding a suitable environment will be extremely difficult, and naturally, it will not be ideal.
All creatures. This is a suggested way of thinking, but as for whether there were any good solutions, that was already their own business.
Now that the task was solved, Sophia successfully moved forward.
Everyone maintains their path, controlling the "Voice of Dawn".
Another boring sea voyage.
But at this time... While they were sailing, Alka was creating the treasures of Porro and Matresa through design, forging and rituals.
Alka became increasingly skilled at this. Even creating a new treasure from start to finish was warm
it took less time than before.
After all, the process was already well-established, and he had accumulated current experience.
Now that the new treasure was ready, it was time for the two of them to master it.
Edit message to everyone.
On the deck, Alka placed the treasure chest next to a large tree.
Everyone on the ship had already gathered. Watching their comrades master the treasure was one of their favorite pastimes, especially when they were bored.
Alka opened the chest in front of everyone.
It contained two treasures: one was visible on a ring, but also resembled earrings.
Judging by its size, it was probably made for Pororo.
I thought the bracelet looked more like it.
After all, Pororo was Much larger than the others.
The other treasure, naturally, was represented by the figurehead Matilda.
However, this ring is made up of five rings, clearly worn on each finger, and connected by chains.
It's a very unusual design; I've never seen anything like it before.
First, Alka took Pororo's ring and handed it to him.
Pororo took it.
As soon as he took it and gave it magical power, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. A strong wind blew, as if a storm was about to break out.
The waves also began to grow stronger.
Pororo had immediately taken possession of the treasure, so this change in the environment was completely natural. A storm began to gather around them, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled inside. It was truly a scepter-level treasure; every time it was waved, it caused a commotion.
Amidst the lightning and thunder,
Pororo quickly took possession of the treasure, much faster than they had expected. They didn't even have time to extinguish the storm that was raging.
The activated treasure flashed like lightning, and then floated behind him.
The ring floated to the fin on his back. It was neither a ring nor a bracelet. It was caught right on the fin, turning into an ornament similar to an earring.
Watching this scene, everyone tilted their heads in confusion.
A place they could never imagine could be an ornament for a fin?
A path they could never imagine.
However, Lucilia nodded, her expression showing her understanding.
It must be a custom of some murloc tribe.
They had previously wondered what this ring had to do with a storm. But if it was attached to the murloc's dorsal fin, perhaps there was some tradition behind it, perhaps even a symbol of harmony with the storm.
Some fishing tribes used the ring on the dorsal fin as a landmark to identify the storm.
Then Pororo opened his eyes, his pupils flashing like lightning, and his entire body was practically covered in lightning.
Even the lines on his skin that once resembled lightning now glowed like lightning.
Pororo casually waved his hand, and a ball of lightning exploded in the distance. Its power increased, and the explosive light spread across the surrounding sea.
These lightning bolts formed a grid on the surface of the sea.
When the smoke cleared, many fish floated to the surface, either electrocuted or stunned by the lightning.
This is just the power of lightning contained within it; everyday use does not include the power of the storm.
It has not been combined with the power of other treasures.
For example, if the Winter Flower's destruction effect were integrated into the storm, and the storm's power was used to strike from a distance, making its impact even greater than it appears, the terrifying destructive power it could cause was simply too much to imagine.
It's a real meat grinder.
Pororo's treasures were truly made for killing and destruction.
Pororo checked it, and the surrounding area looked like a storm was about to break out.
Zarya's voice chirped like music, clearly expressing its displeasure.
Hearing this, Pororo silently gave up his power.
"Haha, let's use this in our small world," Alka said with a smile.
There's still a vast expanse of emptiness and desolation.
Can using it cause magical changes to the entire world?
And then, another treasure appeared.
She picked it up and handed it to Matryoshka.
The crowd couldn't help but look at the treasure curiously, as they still didn't know what the treasure's power was.
Matryosha put the treasures on her fingers one by one, connecting them with chains. It looked like a very... wild decoration.
The rings and chains on her fingers made a ringing sound, as if the chains were clanking against each other.
Closing her eyes, she felt the magic flow through her fingers into the treasures, and she began to control their power.
When she grabbed the rings, some kind of invisible and intangible wave arose.
Those caught in the wave frowned.
Because they felt that their bodies suddenly became... violent.
Their physical strength increased overall, but this was not due to the influence of any external forces, but rather due to the overload of their own physical strength.
No one could help but suppress this wave.
As a result, the Voice of Dawn trembled, feeling strange vibrations. In front of everyone's eyes, even the trees inexplicably
became a little taller, and their branches became thicker.
The special effects of this treasure were barely noticeable to the naked eye, but they certainly impressed everyone.
Soon, the treasure was found, and Matres opened her eyes.
She looked at the chain with the ring on her hand.
"What is the function of this treasure? Why did it just emit such a strange vibration?" Jason asked curiously.
The power released by this vibration was truly strange.
Hearing this, Matres smiled and said, "The power of this treasure is to inspire. It can unleash the potential of life."
"To inspire the potential of life?" Lucilia repeated.
Matresa nodded and began to explain in more detail.
"Just like the human body, even now we cannot fully realize its potential, right?
Especially when we did not have full control over our body.
But even now, we cannot achieve perfect control over our bodies because some things are simply difficult to control, including life potential."
Matersa spoke while holding out her hand.
The hand with the chain was the lower part of her left hand, which she used the least. Therefore, it was ideal for wearing the bracelet and had no effect.
"Stimulating life potential can improve your physical attributes. However, through practice and control, I have managed to at least subtly control the improvement of this potential."
This includes, among other things, increasing the speed of recovery of magic power, physical strength, reaction speed, agility, and even the body's ability to recover, detoxify, and resist poison. All this is part of the stimulation process.
At this point, everyone nodded in agreement and understanding.
This is equivalent to a comprehensive physical improvement process.
However, such stimulation also has side effects. The stronger the stimulation, the stronger the pathological effects.
"Excessive activation of vital energy is likely to result in premature death due to excessive energy depletion, or even instant combustion," is Matlis' policy.
Then a herb appeared in her hand. "And it's not just ordinary people that can be stimulated. Plants like these can be stimulated too. Since they are used in medicine, their power can increase several times after stimulation."
It has extremely long-lasting healing effects."
In short, it is a treasure that is perfect for Matres.
Under her control, this stimulation allows her to revive a living existence in almost any situation.
A powerful stimulation can somewhat support a dying body for a period of time, enough time for it to heal.
As she herself said, stimulating vital abilities has pronounced effects. But Matres can greatly minimize these pathological effects, or rather, reduce them.
This allows her to better utilize this stimulation ability, both for the benefit of plants and others.
Now that the two treasures had been passed on to each other, it was time to gradually possess them.
Alka looked at the others, gauging their magic power levels.
At that time, the others had not yet reached the seventh stage, and their magic power levels were almost the same. Even if they had completed it, the difference would not exceed a month.
Based on the normal situation, Alka could roughly estimate that the coronavirus needed about six months to advance to the seventh stage.
And they were close to their next destination.
…
After a long journey.
It had been more than half a year since they named the pirate island, and their destination was waiting ahead.
As Alka and the others sailed forward, they had already encountered many ships in the past few days.