Szorn finished quite quickly. The Metarock mining had taken almost an hour, but this took barely ten minutes. Of course, the scope was far lesser, so it was to be expected.
Shimmering light came from the Aether Stones that remained and Sylas took in his now 39,000 Gold Aether Stones. This was perfect. With this, he could use his Time Lock Treasure three times. If he handed in the head of an A-level threat to the Grimblades, that would be enough for a fourth.
He wasn't even sure if he would need it so many times, but it was invaluable nonetheless.
Sylas was sure that these Aether Stones had more value than could be easily described. He hardly extricated all the value he could out of Common Aether Stones, so it was hard for him to truly understand just how much better Bronze and above Aether Stones were.
What Sylas didn't know was that deposits of Aether Stones in such large quantities, and with such great quality, could only happen in worlds in the middle of Summonings like Earth, and worlds in the process of evolving to the next Grade.
In worlds where Aether had already settled down, the phenomena necessary to forge these mines was likewise much rarer. There was a reason why Coins were the default currency of the universe and not Aether Stones.
They were too rare.
But by the same token, the methods that required their use were likewise great as well. It would just be up to Sylas to figure it out.
At least in one aspect, though, he already had.
"Come."
The Basilisk King obliged, moving toward Sylas.
"You may go now, Szorn."
"Does young master not need my help storing these materials?"
"There's no need."
Szorn nodded its large eyeball and then vanished.
Of course, Sylas would send Szorn away for this. After all, what he wanted to do next wasn't something he was willing to allow Szorn to see.
It was time for the Basilisk King to complete its next evolution.
Taking advantage of the repelling character of the Metarock, Sylas took out the Basilisk Skin Armor and a familiar Gene Core.
This Gene Core was none other than an item he had been given by a Sylph while in their Race's Dungeon in exchange for sparing her. The moment he had touched it, he knew that it was the last piece of the puzzle he needed to help the Basilisk King.
However, there had been a change.
Because he successfully leveled the Basilisk King up to Level 29, evolution wasn't so easy anymore. While he wouldn't need more items, he would need a large deposit of Aether.
And that was what these Aether Stones were here for.
According to Sylas' Insight Path Talent... this should be just enough.
"Ready?"
The Basilisk King was still feeling apprehensive. That discomfort that came from the Sylph formation hadn't vanished, and it had been dealing with that constant attack on its mind the entire time.
Sylas realized this and pulled back somewhat.
His gaze met the Basilisk King's in silence, and neither moved.
Sylas' relationship with this Beast Contract of his had grown, and there was even some mutual trust between the two of them now. But, the respect between the two was very one-sided.
The Basilisk King had a great deal of respect for Sylas, but Sylas... didn't really share that same level of awe.
Much of that was because unlike his other contracts, the Lineage of the Basilisk was very blurry to Sylas. But even if it hadn't been... Sylas really wasn't the sort of person to feel that sort of awe toward others. He didn't even find the objectively impressive things he did to be all that, either.
Looking at the Basilisk King now, Sylas could tell that the reason his attempt to pat this companion of his before had failed so miserably was because that wasn't the kind of affection the Basilisk King wanted.
The pulsing of the Basilisk King's eyes only grew, but it stayed perfectly still, continuing to stare at Sylas. freёweɓnovel.com
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