"I hope there's still time."
After these words, the entire scene of light and shadow began to dissipate.
-But that wasn't enough!
He needed more information!
Shen Ye fixed his eyes on the Wind Crest and cast "Moonlit Divine Sight" again.
"You expended 9 points of Mental Power!" "Current Mental Power remaining: 3 points;" "-Repeated use of the Dharma Eye has left you fatigued."
The image in midair gathered again.
This time, however, it was no longer inside the carriage.
The Wind Crest lay quietly deep in a stream before a hand scooped it up.
It was General Tazwell.
He studied the crest for a while, then suddenly sighed and murmured to himself:
"You thought wearing a crest like this would let you escape? Even I barely got away."
All around him lay an utterly flat, vast expanse of land.
It stretched beyond sight.
Not a living thing was in view.
The scene quickly ended.
Shen Ye caught his breath, fatigue showing on his face.
Repeatedly observing images of the crest's past had cost him 16 points of Mental Power, and he was indeed somewhat tired.
But the whole affair only made him more curious.
There had been a note of despair in General Tazwell's voice.
Just what sort of Fallen Angel was he, and what exactly was he doing?
Why had the Wind Crest ended up in the stream before falling into General Tazwell's hands?
No, he had to get to the bottom of this.
Even if he couldn't obtain any high-level traits tonight, he had to learn the truth!
Shen Ye took 10 Free Attribute Points and put them into Mental Power.
"Current Mental Power: 13 points." "Your condition has recovered."
Keep going!
He rested his gaze on the Wind Crest and activated Moonlit