The young man stood up and began packing up his tent and getting ready.Since he could draw his weapons directly from his inventory, he didn't need a sword sheath or anything else.Still, not wanting his hair to cover his eyes, he tied it back, then went through the trap mechanisms in his inventory one by one, ensuring everything could be quickly deployed.Having done this, he finally looked out from behind the cover at the cave entrance and managed to see the dragon. It was a dragon with bright red scales and large, wide, yellow eyes.It had a body perhaps fifty metres long and wings twenty metres wide.The young man could see quite clearly that this dragon was perched somewhere. The area where the dragon had settled was a clearing. It was the only clearing in the forest, and it had been burned before; it wasn't hard to figure that out.Desmond, therefore, understood that this was the dragon's home. Perhaps, just perhaps, he wouldn't need to bring the dragon down from the sky to the

When Desmond opened his eyes again, he found himself outside the dungeon, not inside it. Not only that, but he found himself staring directly at the ceiling of his own room.His head was throbbing unbearably, his body was shaking violently, and his nose, ears, toes, and fingers felt as if they were freezing from the cold.In short, Desmond was truly ill.There was no one in his room, yet there was a bell right next to him. In short, the people who had brought him here had left him alone to rest.The young man was completely exhausted. He didn't know how much time had passed since he had entered and left the dungeon. He could see three system notifications waiting to open before his eyes, but no matter how much he tried to move his arms, it hurt just as much.There was no rush, so Desmond definitely didn't have to do this.As he was filled with these thoughts, he suddenly felt an energy beginning to form in his room. It was a sacred energy.Desmond had experienced this feeling twice be

At first glance, this ability might seem like a peculiar one, but what limit could such an ability possibly have?After all, when he used the ability and erased his existence, how complete would that erasure be? Could a high-level wizard or cultivator sense his presence?After all, true wizards and cultivators were capable individuals who could sense those weaker than themselves even from miles away.Whether these masters, who could find someone in seconds, would notice this ability was not something Desmond could know at this moment.The only thing he knew for certain was that he had clearly acquired an exceptional talent, and he was incredibly happy about it.He had no reason or cause to complain.The first thing he did after placing the items directly into his inventory was to take out seven bottles of potions created by Lily that were in his inventory.He drank each of the seven bottles of healing potion in turn and waited a few minutes for his body to absorb them.Within just a f

Eris had conversed with Andromeda for some time. The ancient goddess had conveyed the words of her friend Phanes to the empress, and Andromeda had wept bitterly.Nevertheless, when the day drew to a close, it was truly time for Eris to depart, and so it was.Before departing, the ancient goddess Eris kissed Desmond on the forehead once and vanished through the same mirror she had arrived through. When the sacred energy in the castle vanished, before Andromeda and Isabella could comprehend what had happened, Desmond had locked himself in a training hall.It was just like Eris predicted.Before beginning his training, Desmond checked his inventory. After all, he had sat for a very long time in that ancient ice during Talon's test and had earned rewards.Rewards gathered in a box.After removing the box from his inventory, Desmond unlocked it and lifted the lid.There were twelve bottles in front of him.Desmond couldn't understand what these bottles were, as they weren't transparent and

The young man had spent quite a long time buying as many trap mechanisms as possible and adding each one to his inventory.Without these mechanisms, there was no way he could kill that mature dragon, and he owed much of his success to them.Therefore, if such a danger arose, the only thing he could do was, of course, trust himself and trust the traps in his hands even more than he trusted himself.The system offered him every opportunity to help him, and it would have been completely foolish for Desmond to ignore these opportunities; the young man was well aware of this.Therefore, he had purchased as many trap mechanisms as possible and then prepared himself in various ways.He no longer needed a sword; after all, he had the item called Cassandra's Staff, and so it would be much more logical to use this weapon, which was abnormally powerful, in a normal way.After preparing everything, the first thing he did was find one of the servants and order him to prepare the carriage.This tim