The Oracle Paths

BOOOM!

The vacuum sphere repelling the lava he was floating in expanded wildly and the magma within a 60 meter radius disintegrated into Aether, before being quickly sucked back into his starving cells, his Aether and Reiga Core.

Jake's withered body began to swell from 6 meters to 7, 8, 10, 15, before peaking at 18 meters in height. Then his cells' terrific digestion abilities kicked in and his body began to shrink while his aura soared.

After regaining his previous height, he quelled his bloodline agitation and initiated the miniaturization, regaining his handsome appearance and build. Jake then quietly flew out of the magma lake, landing in front of the two frozen sisters.

The man in front of them exuded a majestic presence, a feeling of compact power that urged them to submit to his gaze. On the surface, he didn't seem to have changed much, but to Evolvers with keen senses like them, all those minor differences were striking.

The Jake before them had already returned to his ordinary human appearance, but his looks seemed even more polished than before. It wasn't the kind of beauty those androgynous, beardless models prided themselves on having, but a manly beauty that inspired masculinity and strength.

His muscles were not ridiculously developed, but they were hard as steel and they could hardly believe it, but his skin and hair seemed to glisten as if he were not an actual human of flesh and blood, but a metal statue.

His irises were pure gold, surpassing the golden yellow of his original Myrmidian Bloodline, and their glow never ceased to shine. His hair was still silver, but its sheen was comparable to that of mithril. The few strands of gold that dotted his hair also surpassed the luster of pure gold. His claws and teeth were like pure diamonds, the shimmer of light glinting at the slightest movement subconsciously drawing the eye.

Even more shocking, his body was cloaked in a faint halo of light and energy. In daylight, under the sun, an ordinary human would not notice it. But in the middle of the night, Jake would definitely appear fluorescent, like a celestial god dispelling darkness.

'How powerful had he become?'

That was the big question the two sisters had in mind. If they could see Jake's Oracle Status, they would have gotten their answer and it would have traumatized them for a long time.

[Spirit Body level: 34>38(Digitized)]

[Species: Gold Myrtharian]

[ Physique: Gold Myrtharian Body lvl4]

[ Height: 4.21> 6.17 meters]

[ Weight: 3564> 12046kg]

[ HP: 212000>928990 (Regen: 9344,6 HP/s)]

[Soul Class: Rune Aetherist]

[Strength: 12384>54489.6]

[Agility: 6714.5> 29543.8]

[Constitution:21200>92899]

[Vitality:15950>70216]

[Intelligence: 6342>27748]

[Perception: 13251.4>57986]

[Extrasensory Perception: 6797> 29855]

[Luck: 51>207]

[Reference for an adult human jobless level 1: HP:10, stats: 1 .]

[Aether Stats: 3686>3815]

[Aether Core: 5620>5719 points.]

[Reiga Core lvl 1>2.]

First of all what was striking when seeing Jake's stats was his weight. If before he weighed the weight of a big sedan, now he weighed more like a bus. If he wasn't careful, each of his steps could crush rocks, while a car's body would cave in if he were to stumble upon it.

His height had not increased by leaps and bounds, but Jake figured that was because he had prioritized quality over quantity. If he had chosen to consume thousands of tons of ordinary rock until he reached his saturation point, he would undoubtedly have become much taller, but his Bloodline Grade would not have improved.

The next thing that stood out was that all his stats had at least quadrupled. The passive of his Myrtharian Body was of course the main culprit, but the three extra levels of his Spirit Body, which combined with the attribute bonuses of his Soul Class, also had a substantial impact.

It wasn't clearly stated in the Oracle Status, but since he had assimilated Tim's Beskyrian Bloodline into his own, he also possessed the Lucky Body and its power was aligned with that of his Myrtharian Body. It was a slow progressing Body stat, but with this bloodline upgrade the difference would definitely be felt.

His Aether Stats and Aether Core had also grown a bit over the past few days, while the Reiga Core, or more accurately the Reiga Symbol had accumulated enough Reiga to advance to level 2. It was now producing enough Reiga every day to cast dozens of spells with C4-like firepower.

Negligible compared to his other abilities, but the power of these spells could be boosted by artificially raising their Aether density through his Aether Core. More importantly, the Reiga Core was not an inaccessible Reiga sinkhole from which he could only retrieve the crumbs.

Although most of the Reiga produced was used to nurture the Reiga Symbol, all the Reiga accumulated over time in the Reiga Core was available to him. After several days, the amount of Reiga stored posed a danger to most Players if used wisely.

Done with his status inspection, Jake finally noticed the two transfixed sisters staring at him with round eyes.

"What? Did you miss me that much?" He chuckled coolly, before abruptly raising his head to the ceiling. "Hmmm, they're already here."

As Jake's Myrtharian Eyes peeked through kilometers of rock, his gaze met another man's. Recognizing the Player peering at him from the surface, an amused smile spread across his face.

"I'm going back up to the surface to fetch the others. Want to come with me?" Jake offered to the two sisters."

"I-I'd rather keep training a little longer." Esya declined with a bitter face.

"Likewise." Enya was calmer, but her face was a little stiff.

Jake could sense that something was bothering them, but he thought it best not to interfere.

"All right. I'll leave the Aether Sun Cores at your disposal."

Both sisters nodded mechanically, their minds elsewhere, then once Jake left, the discouragement they were trying hard not to show burst forth all at once. Enya stroked her little sister's hair to cheer her up, but from her shaken look it was clear that she was in dire need of cheering up as well.

"We won't be able to catch up to him anymore." Esya stated with conviction in her voice.

"You're right, we can't. But that's why he's our leader. Even if we can't compete, we can still fight alongside him, or at least relieve him of some of his burden."

"Hey, do you think he's stronger than dad?" The little sister asked with a hint of schadenfreude in her eyes.

Enya, who was thinking about how she could improve her training, was suddenly brought back to reality. She tried to compare Jake's aura just now to her father's the last time they had seen him and found that she couldn't immediately give an answer.

Their father Phirune, had already completed 4 Ordeals a year ago, and as a Fire Archmage of Ega, his stats far surpassed those of ordinary Evolvers at their first Ordeal. In addition to being a talented mage, Phirune was intelligent, experienced, and ambitious. He was an outstanding warrior who could adapt and respond to all kinds of opponents, ensuring that his Ordeal Ratings would be at the top of the pack.

But what about the aura that the two sisters had sensed earlier? Well, if their father hadn't completed an Ordeal or two since then, they were pretty sure the outcome of their duel would not be pretty.

"Anyway, let's train. We'll go get our second Soul Class after the battle against Lost Divinities and Laudarkvik and hopefully that will unlock some new options." Enya exclaimed, her good mood restored.

"Yay!"

*****

As the two sisters recovered from this emotional roller coaster, Jake poked his head out of the ground in the middle of the Wilderness. When he turned his head around, his gaze was met with hundreds of tents.

Normal members had ordinary, even rustic tents like Xort and Niss, but some like Sigmar resided in a fortress as large as the Dracul clan headquarters. His black dragon was wrapped around a steel fortress, sound asleep. His snores echoed loudly, their breath raising impressive gusts of wind. Because of his new pet, the former Fluid Grandmaster had been forced to set his abode outside the camp.

The nearby Myrtharian Nerds were taken aback when they saw Jake appear, at first thinking it was an enemy attack, but as they recognized him, delighted smiles brightened their faces.

"Hey boss, how are you doing?"

"Hey Boss, take a look at my new technique..."

" ... "

Jake greeted everyone patiently, exchanging a few pleasantries with each member before finally managing to escape by making up an excuse. He thought he would be able to meet Lucia, but he couldn't find her either. As he bumped into the spearman Ingranus, he learned that like Sigmar, because of her army she had been forced to set up her camp separately from the main camp.

"Thank you."

To avoid any chance of being bothered again, he immediately teleported in the direction given, reappearing in the forest. At a glance, he spotted another clearing nearby, and as expected he saw many tents, as well as hundreds of knights and thousands of strange winged lizardmen, Dragonids.

Relaxed, he walked toward the camp, immediately alarming the sentries on duty.

"W-Who are you?" A Dragonids shouted in a guttural accent.

"Jake Wilderth. The leader of the Myrtharian Nerds."

The sentries' expressions changed abruptly, their faces breaking out in cold sweat. Before they could embarrass themselves further, a beautiful woman with long golden hair, matching eyes, and tanned skin came running in their direction. Recognizing Jake, her face beamed with happiness and pride. With her army behind her, she bragged with a smile,

"I brought some guys along for the next battle, do you mind?"