abnormal mutation

Chapter 46 Seed of Runes
The spiritual glimmer and extraordinary qualities are slowly increasing, but the energy accumulated by the abnormal mutation is too little. Unlike a chessboard, it "eats" all kinds of energy, but needs to be "digested" little by little, and finally melted into a very special kind of energy.

Roland never imagined that an abnormal mutation would devour creatures from the spirit world. It sounded a bit horrifying, but considering its origins, it was still acceptable.

In the lore of "Battle of Two Cities," Viktor and Jayce created a product that combines technology and runic energy—the Hextech Core. When combined with Viktor, it generates incredible power, and it would be more appropriate to call it a runic life form.

This rune now belongs to Roland; the two appear independent, but in reality, they are one.

"From now on, you'll be called the Seed of Runes."

The Rune Seed certainly doesn't possess the power described in the backstory, otherwise Roland would be unstoppable. It's likely a concrete manifestation of some rule or concept, still in its nascent stage, hopefully one day to blossom and bear fruit.

After the Rune Seed devours the Nightmare, it needs a smelting process. No matter how impatient he is, he can't wait for the result. He decides to play tonight's game first.

With a wave of his hand, the scene changed, the Dragon's Nest chessboard appeared, and the chubby, goofy fire dragon took its place.

With the foreplay complete, he focused his mind and, through his connection with the chessboard, easily sensed the three spiritual glimmers in another dimension. He could even distinguish each of the "chosen workers" by their positions.

'start.'

The chessboard suddenly trembled, a force field burst forth, flew out of the bubble, crossed the dream realm of the spirit world, and then split into three streams that fell into the real world, silently landing on the person next to the medium.

A moment later, the three responded to the summons one after another. The force field protected their spirits as they broke into the spirit world and ascended like three streams of light, heading straight for the chessboard.

"Very good, they've all arrived." Roland looked down at the endless spirit realm, in high spirits.

The three were all in a panic. Except for Caius, who barely managed to stay conscious, the other two were terrified, trembling, and their brains were in a semi-shutdown state, just like when Caius first came here.

Three streams of light rushed into the bubble one after another, revealing three blurry figures. They were shrouded in a layer of mist, and apart from Roland, the others could not see each other clearly.

This was Roland's deliberate act. Ice River Town was too small, and everyone knew each other well. To avoid being exposed, he deliberately obscured everyone's appearance.

"Welcome to Cloud Peak, chosen ones. I am the guide, Fat Dragon." Roland appeared in the form of Fat Dragon to reassure them, still communicating through telepathy.

"Good evening, Guide."

Apart from Caius, the other two remained rooted to the spot, unresponsive, staring blankly at the dragon above them, their expressions filled with fear and dread.

Roland sighed. He suddenly realized that making the scene so grand also had its drawbacks. It always took a lot of talking to get things done, and he thought that this task could be done by someone else.

Perhaps it was because there were more people this time, or perhaps it was because the two of them had good mental fortitude, but after a few minutes, they gradually came to their senses and were able to control their bodies and expressions well.

Caius tried to speak several times during this time, but he stopped him with gestures each time, as he had to make sure he knew his identity beforehand.

"This is Genting Highlands, it's very safe. You are all lucky chosen ones, possessing talents and traits that ordinary people don't have..."

Seeing the excitement on their faces, he chuckled to himself, never expecting that he would one day be the one making empty promises to others.

“There are two new recruits this time, and I know you have a lot of questions, but before I explain everything, I have to emphasize two rules that are closely related to your personal safety.”

Seeing that their expressions had become serious, he spoke again: "First, the reason you were able to come to the Cloud Peak is that you must have obtained the key. Please keep it safe, because once the key is lost, you will never be able to enter here again. Second, there is not just one Chosen One; you are in competition with each other. Therefore, apart from the guide, do not reveal your real-world identity and address to anyone else."

You can now choose a pseudonym for yourselves, and try to avoid any connection to your real names. Understand?

The three nodded in succession, their gazes towards the others becoming wary.

"Think it over carefully, and come find me when you've made up your minds. One by one." With that, he sauntered away.

The group exchanged glances, then dispersed without prior arrangement, hiding in corners to ponder deeply.

But just a few seconds later, one of them quickly ran up to Roland and whispered, "Guide, I've made up my mind."

This is a young man, rather short, about 1.7 meters tall, with chestnut hair, brown eyes, slightly yellow skin, and a scholarly air about him.

Roland sized him up a few times; he looked somewhat familiar. He must be a young teacher at the community school. "Please introduce yourself briefly."

"My name is Wright, I'm 22 years old, and I graduated from Almosid Vocational High School in the Sid Empire. My codename is Spider." The young man spoke concisely, and his self-introduction was even more brief.

“Very good, go wait in the center of the platform.” Roland waved his hand and said. This person was somewhat intelligent, not mentioning his address, occupation, or surname at all, showing considerable caution.

Caius was waiting nearby. Seeing Wright leave, he hurried over and said respectfully, "Guide, my code name is Hunter. I was unconscious for half a day after I went back last time, and I'm very weak. I haven't recovered yet. What happened?"

"What do you think of strategy games?" Roland countered.

"Hmm...it's exciting, it's captivating, it's complex, it's...real..." Caius, who wasn't very well-educated, managed to utter only a few words after struggling for a while.

“Each match is like a complete and realistic dream, which will put a certain burden on your mind and brain.” Roland shook his head slightly. “But in the end, it’s because you’re too weak. There are many people today, so someone will help you share the burden. Don’t worry.”

He didn't lie or hide anything. These things will gradually be exposed when there are extraordinary employees in the future. Deception will only lower one's prestige.

"I see." Caius smiled, his doubts vanishing.

After he left, the last person hurriedly approached, looking very nervous. He was worried that this order would affect their competition and felt somewhat guilty for his slowness.

“My lord, my name is Walter Schwarzoren, I am 20 years old, I come from Glacier Town in the northern border of the Sid Empire, I run a mutton business, and my knife skills are precise… My code name is Knight.” Walter rambled on for three minutes, completely unguarded with the envoy.

Roland sighed helplessly. This was indeed the Walter he knew—a self-important idiot who was currently burning with his adolescent chuunibyou spirit.

"Very well, knight, return to your positions." He said calmly, pointing to the center of the platform.

"Oh, okay..." Walter was a little disappointed, so he silently walked over to the other two.

The three waited anxiously, their eyes meeting but quickly looking away, wanting to communicate but hesitant.

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