Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots

Chapter 1221: Chapter 495: Ram’s Head and Magic Sword Quenching_2

"So, what is the correct path?"

He asked humbly, his attitude becoming more modest.

"First, steadily reach the Dark Sun Level and condense the Phantom Skeleton Prototype."

Aselia began to explain in detail:

"This is a necessary prerequisite for any Wizard path to develop to a higher tier, without exception."

"Afterwards, before all Dark Sun Level Wizards reach the Great Wizard state, they must find or create a ’Soul Anchor’.

Nari took over the topic:

"This special item can bind deeply with the soul and, like the ’external hard drive’ of those mechanical civilizations, can temporarily transfer and store the fatal pollution and mental burdens that cannot be processed when impacting a higher state and perfecting the Phantom Skeleton."

"It is the key to ensuring that one does not lose control or undergo aberration."

At this point, Nari intentionally glanced at Ron:

"In fact, your Magic Sword design concept aligns perfectly with the function of a ’Soul Anchor’."

"A weapon that can carry part of your consciousness and is spiritually connected to you indeed has the basic conditions to become an anchor item."

Aselia also revealed an expression of admiration in her eyes:

"Ron, your intuition is more accurate than you imagine. Focus on perfecting your Magic Sword; this is the correct path you should be taking at this stage."

Hearing the unanimous opinion of the two ancient beings, the anxiety in Ron’s heart gradually calmed down.

Although the plan for the triple profession fusion was temporarily shelved, at least the direction for development was clear.

"However..."

Nari’s tone suddenly became lively:

"Although we cannot proceed with the profession fusion for the moment, we can first help you complete another transformation—the second head of your Chimera Bloodline that you mentioned to me before."

Her eyes sparkled with excitement:

"A Chaos-attributed head can greatly enhance your resistance to pollution and your adaptability in the future.

This transformation carries relatively low risk, but the effect is very significant."

The "transformation" process Nari referred to was far more complex and dangerous than Ron had imagined.

This was a deeper "Origin Sharing."

She began a strange form of self-separation.

The core area of her massive body began to shine, hundreds of eyes closed simultaneously, and all tentacles stopped moving.

"Child, you need to understand..."

Nari’s voice became somewhat weak:

"What I am about to separate and give you is not just power, but also a part of my existential essence."

"This means that from now on, our connection will become much closer and also more... irreversible."

As she finished speaking, a pulsating orb radiating profound dark light began to slowly separate from her body.

This was the "Chaos Core"—a precious essence containing part of Nari’s origin consciousness.

Once the core was fully separated, Nari’s aura significantly weakened, but the tenderness in her eyes grew even stronger.

"Accept it, my dear."

She gently sent the core to Ron:

"Let Mom become a part of your power, and let us never be separated again."

Without hesitation, Ron reached out and took the Chaos Core imbued with deep maternal love.

But as the core merged into his body, a torrent of memories instantly pulled his consciousness into an endless abyss.

These were the lonely memories of Nari’s birth—

In the boundless abyssal void, a being who had just gained consciousness was experiencing the most primal confusion and fear.

She did not know what she was, why she existed, or if there were any others of her kind in this desolate world.

Endless Chaos Ravings echoed in her ears, the maddening knowledge from the Abyssal Origin continuously impacting her fragile sanity.

Every day was torture, every moment a struggle.

Loneliness engulfed her heart like a tide, making her want to give up thinking and existence countless times.

"Why... why am I the only one..."

In the memory, the young Nari uttered a cry of despair.

The voice echoed in the vast abyss, but never received any response.

This absolute solitude was more cruel than any torture.

It would not kill her but would erode her sanity bit by bit until she became a chaotic creature that knew only destruction and devouring.

A flood of negative emotions surged like a volcanic eruption, almost engulfing Ron’s consciousness entirely.

But at this critical moment, his Historian ability played an unexpected role.

The "Deep Resonance" trait allowed him to quickly "read" and "archive" these historical fragments as an "observer", instead of passively enduring their emotional impacts.

Most importantly, amidst this ocean of memories, Ron found the most crucial anchor point.

Beneath all the loneliness and insanity, the young Nari made a pure-hearted wish:

"If... if one day I could meet my true family, I would cherish them..."

This wish, like a lighthouse, illuminated the darkness of the entire memory, also providing Ron with the correct direction to harness the Chaos Core.

He did not resist those negative emotions but embraced them with an attitude of understanding and acceptance.

Because he understood that these pains were the source of Nari’s yearning for "family" and the fundamental motivation for her selfless offering.

.........

As the memory flood gradually subsided, Ron sensed the immense changes in his body.

Behind him, opposite the "Thunderfire Tyrant" dragon head, an apparition composed of pure shadow and starlight began to slowly manifest.