Mother Nature's Call! The Witcher's Ultimate Limit—One Step Away!
Glowing green motes, like fireflies, converged from all directions the instant the witcher stepped onto the golden carpet.
Waves of warmth rose through his limbs and bones, flowing into every muscle fiber, strip of flesh, and bone.
Not long after, the warmth abruptly stalled, like a gushing mountain spring blocked by a boulder, a carp leaping the Dragon Gate swept back by the river's current, or a red-hot billet of folded steel that needed only one more hammer blow to become an unmatched sword blank—yet that final blow could never find its mark.
His whole body brimmed with surging power, yet he could find no channel through which to connect or release it. After a brief daze, the witcher stopped, deeply uncomfortable.
[Ding! 'Attribute: Constitution' has reached Initial Limit. Please seek an opportunity to complete yourself.]
Hearing the cold System Notification, Ailin took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress himself as he sensed the strange changes inside the body.
He had not expected one of his attributes to reach its limit at this moment.
That had originally been the plan before rescuing Henn Gedimidis—to push all five attributes, Strength, Agility, Constitution, Perception, and Mystery, to their limits, then use the Second Mutation to break through them.
Unfortunately, plans could not keep up with change.
It was difficult to find suitable monsters and hunt down their Heart Essence Fluid and Purification Spirits. Before the Free Elves were suddenly attacked, he had never managed to carry it out.
Ban Ard's defenses had also unexpectedly been lax, making it hard to resist trying something more aggressive.
The witcher had ultimately succeeded, but he had also been badly wounded.
As a result, several months had passed, yet the other four