Passerby Villain In A Wizard World-Chapter 242: Cocoon That Is About To Hatch (2)

'Return... Sover...n!

The sound was dull and intermittent, but Ian could still discern it as a male voice.

Moreover, unlike telepathy or other forms of communication, Ian sensed that the voice was being transmitted directly from the pulsating cocoon within his consciousness. It was as if there was some connection.

'Don't belie... destiny!'

'What do you mean?'

Ian didn't understand the voice as it was fragmented and incoherent.

However, even when he asked, the voice continued at its pace as if it couldn't hear his thoughts.

'...waiting... passage...'

'Sovereign...'

Although the voice was incomplete, Ian still managed to piece some of the words together.

'Don't believe in destiny?'

'He is waiting for me?'

'And... Sovereign?'

The more Ian listened, the more he was filled with pure surprise.

As far as he remembered, the first time he was called Sovereign was by Ignysyl when he found out he could form a Primal Bond.

But even he didn't know much about that title—just the knowledge imprinted in his mind.

And this was the second time he had heard that name from some kind of entity in the Spirit Realm.

More importantly, that entity could see and communicate with him even when he was inside this channel.

Such a bizarre and sudden occurrence couldn't help but cause his heart to skip a beat.

'What is this Sovereign anyway? And why did it suddenly appear?'

Ian was really confused, as he truly had no idea why this colossal bone would call him that.

'Is it because of this vision?'

The only thing he had that was unique was this translucent vision and the cocoon as an anchor.

He didn't think it was because of his unique bloodline, as only when he looked outside through these eyes did that figure appear.

Just when Ian was feeling solemn and trying to understand such a sudden event, he saw the empty eye socket of the colossal bone in front of him flickering with blue fire.

Then, he heard another voice inside his mind, this time a little clearer:

'Sovereign... accept... my gift...'

'...strong... I'm waiting... your return...'

'...Soul Tomb!'

After the voice finished speaking, it suddenly disappeared from Ian's mind. In its place, a torrent of spirit essence surged into his spiritual consciousness out of nowhere.

There was no warning, no medium—it simply appeared, as if summoned by an unseen force.

The only thing Ian could link it to was the cocoon, still pulsing rhythmically in his mind, its silent thrum resonating with the influx of power.

'What? What is happening?'

Ian was caught off guard by such a sudden change. Fortunately, he managed to calm himself down in time and didn't show any movement outside.

However, Ignysyl still caught his weirdness.

"What happened to you? Hey, why do I feel like your soul power is suddenly increasing?"

The little dragon asked in pure surprise. Since he was close to Ian and had a Primal Bond with him, he could feel Ian getting visibly stronger.

Well, rather than Ian himself, it could be said that his soul was rapidly growing stronger, as if someone had directly infused it with energy.

"Wait a minute!"

Ian had no time to answer Ignysyl's surprise as he was trying his best to control the sudden influx of Pure Spirit Essence inside him.

After all, although at first he felt serene and refreshed by the input of such energy, he immediately began to feel stuffed once he was full.

'Bang!'

And it didn't even take a minute for Ian to feel the promotion of his soul. He was now sure that his soul power was equivalent to that of a First Ring Wizard.

Moreover, it showed no sign of stopping as the influx of Spirit Essence never ceased.

'Damn, I feel like I'm about to burst.'

Ian cursed under his breath, trying hard to control his soul to no avail.

If his bloodline hadn't awakened before and his body wasn't strong enough, he felt like his soul might have torn it apart.

After all, a container could only hold so much water.

Fortunately for him, after absorbing the soul essence for a while, it suddenly disappeared just as it had appeared before.

'Hah... damn, who gives gifts like that?'

Ian breathed in deeply while feeling a little angry in his heart. He really didn't like that stuffed feeling just now.

However, before he could take a breath, a sudden prompt from the system echoed in his mind, which had been silent until now, once again catching him off guard.

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[Ding!]

[Your status as a Sovereign has been recognized by one of the Guardians of the Spirit Realm.]

[You are too weak.]

[You receive a boon from the Guardian of the Spirit Realm.]

[Congratulations! You receive a fragment of Authority from the Guardian.]

[Your soul power has increased dramatically.]

[As a Sovereign, a boon has to be repaid... and for that, you need to be strong enough.]

[Congratulations! A New Chain Quest has been activated.]

[Life Quest 1: Rush towards the Official Wizard.]

[Quest Content: Reach the First Ring Wizard level within seven days. You can use any promotion method as long as it doesn't damage your potential.]

[Reward: ?? (Based on the time of your promotion.)]

[Time Limit: 7 days]

[Note: This Quest will disappear permanently if you fail to complete it within the time frame.]

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'What do you mean, my status as a Sovereign?'

Ian scanned the prompt in his mind swiftly, only to be stunned in place. Why was even the system now thinking that he was a so-called Sovereign in hiding?

'But what did it mean by fragment of Authority?'

He quickly put aside those thoughts and looked at the line in confusion. Besides feeling that his soul power had increased dramatically, he felt nothing.

But according to the system, what the Guardian had given him was actually a fragment of Authority? What was that?

The only thing that didn't puzzle him and instead made him excited was the Life Quest.

'No matter what, this Life Quest came at the right time. I already missed getting a reward from the system.'

Ian thought with clear joy and looked outside inadvertently, only to see the crumbling bone falling apart. It disintegrated piece by piece, as if its very existence had fulfilled its purpose.

"Hey, did you do that?"

Seeing such a behemoth that had sprung up out of nowhere, crumbling like dust just after Ian looked at it, the little dragon couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Tch... do you think I can do that? Aren't you overestimating me a bit?"

Ian replied speechlessly. But from the way it crumbled after giving him the gift, it might indeed have something to do with him.

"Who knows? Your spectral vision and streaks are so weird."

Ignysyl replied and then asked again,

"But what just happened? I felt some movement from your soul. Are you alright?"

The little dragon looked at Ian's figure up and down with its curious eyes, as he could no longer sense that movement.

And it happened that after Ian returned to normal, that behemoth also crumbled simultaneously.

So, it was hard not to make a connection.

"It is nothing, really. I am just nearing the First Ring. My soul is just on the verge of promotion, that's all."

Ian replied, and without giving him the chance to retort, he continued,

"Let's go out from here. The portal is already open. If Varion leaves us here, it will be bad."

He said and quickly walked towards the group as he saw multiple of them already entering the portal.

As for him, neither Varion nor the apprentices seemed to care, nor did they bother to look at him through this dense fog.

"Hey, why are you changing the topic? You are clearly lying. Your soul has already been promoted. Do you think I can't feel that?"

Seeing Ian completely ignoring him and walking quickly towards the portal, Ignysyl pouted in disappointment. But unfortunately for him, Ian had no intention of explaining anything.

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In fact, he himself didn't know what to explain, as everything that had suddenly happened was so bizarre that it made no sense.

'Why would a Guardian of the Spirit Realm suddenly help me? And what is that Soul Tomb he was talking about?'

Ian analyzed the situation carefully, committing every detail to memory. He made a mental note to research these terms as soon as he returned—there had to be a deeper meaning behind them.

'Unfortunately, the voice didn't say its name. Otherwise, I might be able to gain some knowledge in the Celestial Council. Just "the Guardian of the Spirit Realm" might not yield much.'

Ian sighed bitterly and cast one last glance at the crumbled bones unconsciously before stepping into the portal.

However, to his surprise, he once again caught sight of a flickering blue light in the emptiness. Then, just as he vanished from the place, a clear male voice echoed in his mind as if answering his confusion.

'Atali awaits your return..... Sovereign!'