Heart Tribulation?

Only after Green had regained consciousness did the Thousand-Eyed Giant Crab, which had fled an enormous distance away, slowly fly back. It was not at all surprised by Green's condition.

No wonder. It had once been a member of the soul slave legion under the Black Isotta Stigmata Wizard!

The brutal scene of the Black Isotta Stigmata Wizard devouring a slave giant bird seemed to have gradually begun manifesting in Green as well. The many unknowns that low-level wizards gazed up at and guessed about in high-level wizards were, to high-level wizards, all perfectly natural—merely matters of their own needs.

"Sir Green, it seems you need to undergo the Heart Tribulation and attempt to condense a Sacred Soul as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will become increasingly difficult for you to fully control your reason. Brutality and bloodlust will seep into your instincts. I fear you will become..."

The Heart Tribulation was the prerequisite for the qualitative transformation of a Soul Stigmata, allowing it to receive the Source of Magic.

Green restrained the aura that had slightly leaked from his self-seal. The multicolored runes, which had originally been stiff and unresponsive, began once again to circle around Green's hazy, translucent body.

"Heart Tribulation?"

As though he had recalled something, Green shook his head, and a trace of melancholy and loss appeared on his face.

"No, it is not a Heart Tribulation. It is merely an aftereffect of cultivating body refinement alongside magic. My mentor, Peranos, once said that one correct choice I made during my time as a Rank One wizard, though the wisdom of a low-level wizard then seemed foolish and mistaken, would mean that once I reached his level of life in the future, the Heart Tribulation for advancing to Stigmata would no longer exist. My mentor told