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Standing before the Altar of Elders, Donald took a deep breath. Once he had calmed himself, he issued a command to the Book of Truth.
"Become a hero—Demon Hunter!"
The moment his words fell, the sun totem atop the Altar of Elders flashed with light. Like the glow of a level-up descending from the sky in a game, it fell upon Donald's head and enveloped his entire body.
Countless elemental energies converged in the grove, forming an energy vortex that even stirred up some high-level magical beasts deep within the forest and mountains.
Elemental energy howled past like the wind, forming nearly tangible currents of energy. This manifestation of energy even stirred up some high-level magical beasts deep within the forest and mountains.
Of the eight hundred units of soul power remaining after Donald had created three puppet troop types in the Book of Truth, more than half vanished in an instant. The energy reserves drained away like running water. If he had not previously ordered the steward to purchase Elemental Crystals worth several thousand Gold Sol, the job-change process would likely have been forcibly interrupted by now.
Pain showed on Donald's face beneath the shroud of light as the transformation process continued. Based on the rules it possessed and the laws of this world, the Book of Truth was calculating suitable hero attributes in order to transform and strengthen its host's body and soul.
The job-change process was, in truth,