My Soul Was a Double Helix Nebula

Anthony silently watched Li Ziran's receding back. He was still wondering what exactly that Dwarf had said. Clearly, it had been specific information about the Light Spell; otherwise, the Dwarf would never have tucked four bottles of Soul Plasma into his robes.

Light Spell!

This term, which had vanished for who knew how many years, surfaced in Anthony's mind once more. More precisely, countless living beings had long since forgotten the word.

But he knew very well that it was the most primordial spell. Legend held that it was a property carried by the most fundamental Light Element at the dawn of the world's birth.

Yet as time changed, the elements were continuously refined and divided. The Origin Essence Light Spell gradually split into the twelve spells known in later generations. With the elements becoming ever more fragmented, it had become difficult for any living being to gather all twelve spells together. But Anthony would never forget the Source of Light recorded in ancient tomes.

The oldest spells were all called Sources—the origins of all elements.

Legend said that this ancient world had originally been composed of only eight fundamental elements. Those elements assembled into the primal world, then, as time progressed, they divided and gave birth to more refined elements. Only then did the world take on its myriad forms and living beings their countless appearances.

The entire Elven race had originated from the most fundamental Natural Elements, also known as the Fountain of Nature. The primordial Natural Elements first split into the basic earth, water, wind, and fire. Those four elements then continued dividing within their respective domains, forming all manner of new elements, yet none could escape the category of Natural Elements.

It was said that Elves were favored by the elements. Even an ordinary Elf could