Stibium Kingdom, capital Lionheart City.
Aurora awoke from her dream and gradually became clearheaded.
She had endured the pain to complete her advancement, reaching the Fourth Level. Now, she had truly become a Calamity Splicer.
Feeling her body gradually stiffen and then gradually soften... Aurora slowly rose, tilted her head, and looked at herself in the mirror.
Soft platinum-blonde hair, a pale purple nightgown. Her delicate, expressionless face had turned deathly pale, devoid of vitality like a doll's. She extended her hand and flexed it a few times, then sensed something.
She touched her heart.
--Her heart had stopped beating. Or rather, her heartbeat had slowed to the point where she could no longer feel it.
Aurora then tried cupping her head in both hands. With a gentle twist, she unscrewed her own head.
She carefully cradled her head in her arms, but not a drop of blood flowed from her neck. The cross-section was smooth as jade, gleaming with a warm, oily sheen like the cut surface of a ham.
This was the Calamity Splicer's special ability--every part of their body could be freely removed, replaced, and upgraded, and could even be spliced onto other corpses. From this point onward, they no longer possessed weaknesses in the traditional sense and were extremely difficult to kill through physical attacks.
Before she had time to sort through what she had gained, she heard a shrill scream.
Aurora's heart tightened, and she immediately put her head back on her neck.
She hurried to the door, opened it, and rushed toward the ritual room where her mentor was.
When Aurora reached the doorway, she suddenly stopped and couldn't help widening her eyes.
Their mentor, Xiao Fernando, was burning fiercely from head to toe--
He rolled about on the bed, desperately clawing at his