While pondering, he opened the system interface and began browsing his skills.
Character: Roa Greyrat
Age: 14
Strength: C+
Agility: C+
Stamina: C+
Intelligence: A
Talents: Pure Body (Stage 1), Fool (Stage 2), Greed, Sword Heart (Level 3)
Pure Body (Stage 1)
Traits: Dragon Transformation (1), Blood Rage (1), Dragon Body (1), Regeneration (1), Purity {Initial talent has the highest limit}
Fool (Stage 2)
Traits: Erudite, significantly increases mental limits
Erudite: Combines existing knowledge, making it easier to create non-existent things (including but not limited to sword techniques, magic)
Skills: Advanced Magic Knowledge, Sword God Style Swordsmanship (King Level), Cumulonimbus (Water Saint Level), Magic Sword (King Level), Magic Seed, Sword Drawing Style - Thunder, Breath of the Sun, Dance of the Sun Sword, Breath of Flame, Breath of Thunder, Transparent World (Passive) Absolute Blade Arts
The skill panel showed no changes, but the actual changes were numerous.
The skill panel could objectively reflect the skills Roa had acquired, but words were ultimately just words.
Roa's gaze lingered on the Fool and Pure Body skills; to be honest, he relied on these two skills.
Pure Body raised his limits extremely high, while Fool served as the foundation.
Roa asked the system, "System, can I inherit the power of the Dark Elemental Lord?"
He waited for the system's response, which didn't take long. A cold electronic voice echoed in his mind: "Yes, the host's Pure Body has strong resistance to corruption and curses, and Fool can ensure the host's mind is not polluted."
Hearing this, Roa let out a sigh of relief.
Until the heavy stone fell, even though he had some guesses in his heart, estimating that there should be no problem, he still felt a bit of worry. After receiving the system's affirmative response, the heavy stone in his heart finally settled.
The rest was to become the so-called Demon King's successor.
Roa no longer hesitated and asked the most critical question.
"What do I need to do for you? What do you want?"
Gaining power cannot come without a price; Roa didn't believe Restia would be like the golden finger old man in a xianxia novel; that was too far-fetched.
Roa would rather believe that Restia was a scheming bad woman than think she would give him this opportunity for free.
Restia glanced at Roa and continued, "What I hope you do is simple: help me kill the Elemental Lords. That is what I want you to do."
Roa was taken aback and then burst out laughing.
Restia's expression showed no displeasure; she simply watched Roa quietly.
Once Roa finished laughing, Restia slowly said, "This is a mission; it is the price of gaining power. You gain great power, but you must also fulfill her long-cherished wish. This is a transaction, isn't it?"
Roa's smile gradually faded, and his golden eyes stared coldly at Restia as he said, "Don't tell me you don't know what this represents."
The Elemental Lords can undoubtedly be considered god-like beings in this world. Their appearance is unknown, but if one had to say, they have existed since ancient times, each governing one of the five elements. Almost everything in nature is their power.
The Elemental Lords are not merely powerful spirits but exist to command all spirits in nature. If an Elemental Lord is annihilated, the power of the spirits will also disappear from the continent.
In other words, if all five Elemental Lords die, the so-called spirit envoys will lose all their power, and the spirit envoys will become a thing of the past.
Seeing Roa's cold expression, Restia instead smiled.
"You can kill them."
This was not a question but a statement of certainty.
Roa did not linger on this issue; he stated directly, "If it's just like this, the gains and losses are not proportional. I will not agree to this transaction."
Indeed, as Restia said, Roa was confident he could face the Elemental Lords without being defeated and could even kill them, but why should he take this risk?
Restia's gaze was deep, her eyes, like shining obsidian, fixed intently on Roa. Their gazes intertwined, falling into silence.
The atmosphere grew increasingly strange until Restia had to speak again, "Alright, you win, but the five Elemental Lords must be killed. This is not just a mission; it has nothing to do with revenge. To survive in this world, you must kill them; otherwise, this world will eventually fall into chaos."
Restia's words piqued Roa's interest slightly. Following her words, he asked, "Why do you say that?"
Restia spoke calmly, "What do you think of the Fire Elemental Lord?"
Roa frowned, recalling the information about the Fire Elemental Lord. After a moment of thought, he shook his head.
According to the records in the book, he could not discern the true personality of the Fire Elemental Lord, but from what was described in the book, he could assume that the Fire Elemental Lord had a very bad temper.
Restia seemed to see what Roa was thinking and revealed a mocking expression. She said, "It's not just a bad temper, you know? If we don't stop them quickly, they will all go mad."
Roa's brows furrowed, and he stared directly at Restia. His patience was wearing thin; the riddles were too frustrating, making him very unhappy. He bluntly said, "Just say it; give me your terms. This is your last chance."
Noticing the hostility in Roa's tone, Restia remained unhurried and continued, "Do you think the Spirit Blade Dance Festival is simply about making wishes to please the Elemental Lords?"
Restia glanced at Roa, who did not respond, their gazes locked.
Not receiving a response or agreement from the young man, Restia shook her head helplessly and continued, "This world is not as simple as you think. The Spirit Blade Dance Festival is a sacrificial ceremony to the Elemental Lords, and it is also a competition to determine the strongest spirit envoy. The winning team can bring years of protection from the Elemental Lords to their nation, ensuring its prosperity. The champion can make a wish to the Elemental Lords, which is why all spirit envoys flock to participate in the Blade Dance Festival. But is it really like that?"
Restia's gaze was intense, her eyes shining like obsidian, radiating a captivating light. She grasped Roa's hand, and a hint of sadness lingered in her gaze.
"The Elemental Lords have long since gone mad over the passage of time. As thousands of years have passed, the essence of the Elemental Lords has gradually begun to change. The Blade Dance Festival merely suppresses them, but how long can this last? The encroachment of darkness is like a flood that has burst its dam; if we don't resolve them at the root, this world will eventually fall into chaos."
"The Spirit Blade Dance Festival held by humans can temporarily calm the souls of the polluted Elemental Lords, but at the same time, the large-scale wars triggered in the Human Realm will also throw their souls into an unstable state. Therefore, the best solution is to kill them all."
Restia looked at Roa calmly and finally said, "My goal is for you to help me kill the five Elemental Lords. Everything of mine will belong to you."
Roa narrowed his eyes, studying Restia and carefully considering her words.
He still did not know the true history, but if what Restia said was true, then the troubles in this world were significant.
The Elemental Lords could be considered gods in this world; however, if the consciousness of the gods fell into madness, the horror could be imagined. If all five Elemental Lords went mad, the effect would not be comparable to just one Solomon.
If that's the case, then this world would likely be doomed.
However, what Roa cared about most was Restia's last sentence: "Everything of mine will belong to you."
There was no doubt about the power Restia possessed; as the highest-ranking Dark Spirit, her value was not inferior to that of Est. If he could obtain such a holy sword, Roa had no reason to refuse.
However, glancing at Est beside him, Roa fell into deep thought.
Roa wanted to find an excuse to convince himself and Est.
Est seemed to sense something and stepped forward, grasping Roa's right hand. Her expression remained emotionless, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.
Although they wouldn't directly fight upon meeting, their relationship could hardly be described as harmonious, given they had once stood on opposing sides.
Restia wore a playful smile and said to Roa, "Just think of yourself as a hero, endure a little, and embark on the journey to save the world. Along the way, you see a spirit about to drown and homeless, show some kindness and save this girl, adopting the homeless Dark Spirit. How does that sound?"
Roa could sense the sarcasm in Restia's words, but he didn't say much.
He was a hypocrite; he wanted Restia but was also somewhat concerned about Est's feelings.
Turning his gaze to Est, Roa asked, "What do you think, Est?"
Est's gaze was fixed on Restia, who had a smile on her lips. That smile made Est feel even more displeased. She wanted to tell Roa that as long as she was there, it was enough.
But was it really like that?
She knew nothing of the ancient secrets; her memories only came from the segment of the Savior Saint. Her experiences and powers were not enough for her to easily say that it was enough as long as she was there.
Thinking of this, the girl tightened her grip on Roa's hand a little more. Est raised her eyes and asked, "Master, do you really lack power?"
Roa fell silent, and Restia's lips curled up. Her gray wings spread wide, and a look of triumph appeared on the delicate face of the girl.
Roa nodded and reached out to stroke Restia's forehead.
"I need enough power to protect my family."
"I understand."
After saying that, she no longer spoke.
Although she felt a bit sad, she left the choice to Roa.
Roa sighed, feeling a bit guilty towards Est, but then thought that they were both his wings; what was there to feel guilty about between wings?
He would compensate the other next time.
Shifting his gaze back to Restia, she said, "Then, let's begin."
Restia's smile grew wider as she reached out to grasp Roa's hand. She glanced at Est, who was standing aside, and raised an eyebrow, "Aren't you going to let her avoid this? Something bad might happen next, you know, for her."
Est's face darkened, and she snorted coldly, voluntarily dispersing her human form and transforming into her elemental state.
As soon as Est left, Restia stepped forward, almost face-to-face with Roa.
Before him stood a delicate beauty, so close that he could smell the faint fragrance on the girl. Strangely, Roa felt a bit entranced.
The girl before him was like a little demon, guiding people step by step toward the abyss.
The black dress emitted a soft sheen, and her long black hair cascaded down to her waist. Roa could see the patterns on the bow in Restia's hair. The girl murmured softly, her voice not loud but resonating in Roa's ears.
"Then, let's begin our contract."
After saying that, Restia leaned in directly, her cherry blossom-like lips slowly approaching, and finally, their lips met, touching softly.
Following the principle of not taking the initiative and not refusing, Roa gritted his teeth and accepted this loss.
On the path of a hero, there are always temptations like this; sacrificing a bit for the sake of saving others is nothing.
Restia's lips were very soft, and the tender sensation made Roa's heart race. The touch of her tongue further accelerated his heartbeat.
The warm breath from Restia's nose brushed against Roa's cheek. He was not inexperienced and instinctively responded to the girl's kiss.
As he parted her lips, Roa began to launch his own offensive.
However, Restia, who had been very proactive from the start, suddenly showed signs of slightly hurried breathing, and her movements became a bit stiff.
Roa was taken aback, a guess forming in his mind.
Could it be that this was her first time?
To verify this guess, he began to tease her even more recklessly.
Restia's eyes widened in surprise, the panic she displayed made Roa find it amusing.
Heh, clearly it's the first time, yet pretending to be so mature.
Roa's lips curled up, beginning a further offensive.
At this moment, the contract began to establish itself through the two of them as a medium.
Ren Ashbell, who had collapsed nearby, was already unconscious. The spirit patterns symbolizing the contract on the girl's right arm gradually disappeared, the complex black markings fading away until they vanished without a trace.
Correspondingly, a complex spirit marking appeared on Roa's left hand. When the marking was completed, it symbolized that the door to the Astral Zero was opened for Roa, creating a connection between the two like a bridge.