Magic

In this dim world, everything was unknown.

If an ordinary person came to this place, then such unknowns undoubtedly would not even appear in their vision.

But the Spirit Candle allowed Rogue to learn more about these items.

Sometimes, Rogue even felt that these dropped items came from the Spirit Candle's power as well...

After collecting his thoughts, Rogue turned his gaze to the bone staff and glowing stone in his hands.

The Unknown Bone Staff was the same blackish-gray as the monster manta ray's skin. Its tip was dark red, while its end was a long, slender tail. It looked as though it had been pulled directly from the creature's corpse.

The glowing stone was pale red, covered in blood-vein-like cracks and emitting a faint glow.

Holding the glowing stone and bone staff, Rogue closed his eyes and used the Spirit Candle's power to examine them.

Before long, he opened his eyes.

Though the two items in his palm had not changed, the information displayed for them was now entirely different.

[Devilfish Tail Staff (Excellent)]

[Type: Weapon]

[Description: Taken from the corpse of a Bloodstone Devilfish. It can gather and convert the user's Spiritual Power. Spiritual Power +1 when attacking.]

[Devilfish Bloodstone]

[Type: Special Item]

[Description: A special item within a Bloodstone Devilfish, from which it earned its name.]

Crack!

Rogue tightened his palm and easily crushed the Devilfish Bloodstone. The blood-colored power was rapidly absorbed by him, while the shattered stone fragments turned grayish-white and crumbled into powder when they fell to the ground.

"It can slightly restore Spiritual Power. If one's Spiritual Power is low, it might even increase it... but it isn't very useful to me."

Rogue thought to himself.

His Spiritual Power had long since reached its current limit, so the Devilfish Bloodstone could only restore his Spiritual Power.

Still, he had merely wanted to verify its exact effect.

After all, this was the first time he had encountered a monster that focused so heavily on using Spiritual Power.

He then examined the Devilfish Tail Staff in his hand.

After thinking for a moment, he put away the Worn Sword, raised the Devilfish Tail Staff, and aimed its tip at the distant sea, drawing upon the Spiritual Power within his body.

The red light at the staff's tip grew increasingly blood-red, and a sphere of light that looked like countless bloodworms twisting together began to swell larger and larger!

Even the sea around Rogue's feet had been dyed blood-red!

He watched silently until he sensed that the Devilfish Tail Staff was about to reach its limit—

Boom—

The blood-red sphere of light transformed into a Flowing Light in an instant, reaching the target area of sea in the blink of an eye.

Yet the force did not explode. Instead, it pierced straight through the ocean, bursting into a brilliant flash of blood-red within the sea.

The surface of the water trembled for a moment as well...

"Magic."

Rogue smiled faintly and put away the tail staff.

His guess had been correct, and so had the players'—Spiritual Power could indeed produce the "magic" attacks they imagined.

But it required the right method.

Before this, Rogue had not known how to wield this Spiritual Power.

But now, through the Bloodstone Devilfish and the tail staff it had dropped, Rogue had gained a preliminary grasp of a few techniques.

And that meant he could replicate the structure of the Devilfish Tail Staff to create... magic staffs!

Naturally, this meant that the players entering the game from now on were in for a treat.

"Devils bring good luck."

Rogue murmured to himself as he looked toward the sea ahead once more.

In his perception, the aura of a Bloodstone Devilfish was gathering again...

How could he know what good things it could drop after killing it only once?

The stars shifted, and the moon sank a little lower.

After another Bloodstone Devilfish met its end, Rogue put away the Worn Sword and battle ash in his hand.

It seemed the Bloodstone Devilfish could only drop these things.

Shaking his head, Rogue guided the Spirit Fire Raft onward through the nearshore waters.

Only after reaching a relatively calm stretch of sea did he stop and extend his hand.

A Spirit Candle nearly identical to the one in Candlewood Island's cave appeared in his palm, then slowly descended toward the sea.

White wax flowed out, gathering into a base formed of solidified wax that floated quietly on the water.

Unlike the Spirit Candle in Candlewood Island's cave, this kind of Spirit Candle required little wax to create, but it could only allow Candle Spirits to rest and recover.

Rogue called it a "Milestone."

Adding the functions of [Revival] and allowing new players to [Descend] would require more wax.

It might be possible in the future, but there was no need for it now.

After finishing all this, Rogue set off on his return journey.

As time passed, sunlight once again graced the skies above Candlewood Island.

At this time, the players put on their helmets one after another, lay down on their beds, and entered the game.

As the number of players increased, the monsters let out excited wails once more, and Candlewood Island became lively again.

Thanks to the existence of the "friendship slots," the steep requirement of 150 wax forced most players to start working hard.

Even Brother Yu, who had once cared only about fishing, had begun putting in effort.

Li Miao and Yuanfang both found this strange.

"Brother Yu, do you also have a friend who wants to play and needs a Spirit Candle game slot?"

Li Miao asked curiously.

After skewering a big-mouthed man-eating fish monster with his sword, Brother Yu turned around with a helpless look on his face.

"My wife wants to play. She said she wants to see what I've been doing in this game all day..."

Brother Yu looked utterly miserable.

Li Miao and the others immediately understood.

Right. For fishing enthusiasts like Brother Yu, neither wind nor rain could shake them—but a wife was a different matter.

Thinking of this, Li Miao could not help patting Brother Yu on the shoulder, a trace of schadenfreude on his face.

"That's rough, Brother Yu. Look at us—we don't have to worry about that. We can play however we want, hahaha..."

Brother Yu shot him a glance.

"You're happy about not having a wife?"

"You don't even have a girlfriend. How can you still laugh?"

"Uh..." Li Miao's laughter came to an abrupt stop, as if a knife had been stabbed into his heart.

Seeing his smile gradually disappear, Brother Yu's lips curled upward.

Happiness never disappeared. It merely shifted elsewhere.

Young man, now that you're done laughing, it's my turn!

Brother Mangzi had recently been busy guiding a newbie, and that newbie was naturally Not Deaf.

He felt this newbie had a promising talent, and his fighting style suited him perfectly.

Though he learned offensive combat techniques slowly, his progress in defense was astonishingly fast.

It could even be said that he was self-taught, because none of the veteran players on Candlewood Island specialized in using shields.

Whenever the two fought together, Not Deaf could hold back the monsters' attacks and create excellent openings for offense.

He was simply the perfect teammate in Brother Mangzi's eyes!

Because attacking was what he did best!

One attacked while the other defended—their teamwork was simply incredible!

Of course, Brother Mangzi had also noticed that Not Deaf had one tiny "flaw"...

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