Three months later, the winter of the Sea Origin Calendar year 190.

The Galliot Duchy, Black Sea Coast Region, in a valley at the southern end of the Abayachi Mountains.

At the summit of the highest peak, pine trees spread across the snowy landscape, looking down into the vast valley enshrouded in clouds, forming a magnificent, ethereal sea of clouds akin to a fairyland.

Clang! Clang! Clang!...

At this moment, the sea of clouds churned turbulently; extraordinary spiritual light flickered, and the sound of clashing metal echoed like deafening thunder throughout the valley, startling the countless birds across the mountains.

A splendid blue and gold silhouette pursued and rolled amidst the clouds, locked in battle.

Each clash of the silver rapier and the golden spear scattered energy, blasting a huge cavity in the sea of clouds, shaking the dense forest below.

One combatant clutched the [Golden Holy Spear·Lance], it was Angie.

A pair of snowy wings unfolded at her back, waist, and ankles, accompanied by the flickering [Light Spirit Circuit], exuding a sacred yet valiant aura, akin to her name, becoming a true angel.

She fought purely with physical abilities, without any magic.

The other side was not Olivia, who had recently ascended, but a petite girl standing only about one and a half meters tall.

Her black hair was braided into a shiny pigtail, dressed in a fitting arrow-sleeved uniform, a black pleated skirt and matching long socks and boots, with a sapphire cloak draped over her shoulder.

The most striking was the dazzling gem crown atop her head, which seemed like a mere expensive item, but at this moment, it shimmered with intense extraordinary spiritual light.

Crack—!

The girl's features were exquisitely delicate, faintly resembling six parts Olivia and four parts Aiven, but her expression was stiff like a sculpture, a complete Three-no Girl without words, heart, or expression.

Yet, the [Supreme Swordsmanship] in her hand was unmatched, advanced and skilled, akin to an old swordsman immersed in it for decades.

Coupled with a sharp master-level Sword Qi and three-dimensional attributes already reaching 12 points, she dared to confront a Tier 4 Extraordinary head-on.

Facing Angie, she remained aggressive, never retreating.

If not for the [Lance] specifically breaking various life derivatives, Angie transformed only into combat mode, without relying on witchcraft, wasn't guaranteed to hold ground against her.

"Alright, the tea's ready, you two come back quickly."

A clear voice suddenly rang in their ears, interrupting the two girls who were poised to compete under the open sky.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The two exchanged a glance, transformed into flowing light, descending under a verdant pine tree atop the sea of clouds.

Aiven and Olivia, dressed casually like in an outing, sat by a stone table brewing red tea, the table piled with various pastries and rare seasonal fruits unseen elsewhere.

The chilly mountain winds in winter avoided this spot, seeming reluctant to disturb their leisurely winter outing.

"Baihe, want to give it a taste?"

The Three-no Girl sat beside Olivia, took a cup of steaming hot tea, poured it into her mouth without a thought, her expression remained unchanged all along.

Yet, the other three present weren't surprised, having seen it countless times over this period.

Because the Three-no Girl named "Baihe" wasn't human; she was Olivia's masterpiece using [Magic-like Technique: Moonlight Stone Soul Revival Technique].

The "Gem School's" [Ultimate Creation: Rose Mother], its exterior radiating a rainbow gradient halo as a purple-red crystal, possessing the power of miracle to permanently impart independent souls and formidable strength to any material.

With the help of supplementing the school's foundation through [Synthetic Gemstone Technology], Olivia attained part of the ultimate creation's might. But the limitations were significant, as not any item could be casually imbued with spirituality.

Through trials, items bearing a sense of age, historical sediment, or are involved in significant events fare best.

The essence of the Three-no Girl Jasmine was actually the crown she wore on her head.

The pure gold base elegantly adorned with thistle and lily-shaped decorations, embedded with pearls, crystals, and carved gemstones, its crown's front, back, and sides' four arch structures together held a massive rose-shaped blue diamond.

This crown once belonged to King Philip II of the Hilus era, originally embedded with the Black Sea's power crystal [Heart of the Ocean]. When the "Rose Sword Saint" pursued, Aiven happened to scoop it up.

This crown involved the Black Sea Goddess's resurrection, indirectly redirecting the sea route between the New and Old Continents on the Black Sea.

Related to the asset holder's representative Netherlands Bank Group Headquarters' first downfall, the subsequent largest silver mine in the world, Potosi Island Chain dispute and the continued feuds and grudges between the Lowland Republic and Hilus.

Involved with another "Mother of Sea Monsters's" scheme, the peak moment of Black Sea Pirate King "Octopus Ghost" Hawkins' life, extensive public deaths along the Tyrone Kingdom's coast and rivers, and over a hundred sea monsters annihilated.

It could broadly be considered as the "root of disaster" leading Hilus to its decline.

Though the blue diamond that replaced the [Heart of the Ocean] wasn't as formidable, it wasn't to be dismissed easily either.

This was a [Cursed Jewelry] dazzling enough to captivate any woman!

It could be traced back to the Mughal Empire era in the Peacock Islands two thousand years ago; the emperor then acquired the gem revered as a symbol of royal power and hid it within the power symbol, the Peacock Throne.

Then proudly declared to the world, he had obtained a priceless treasure, equal in value to "seven days' worth of food for everyone in the world."

Yet.

During the nearly seven hundred years that followed, in the Mughal Empire, Isfahan, Nadir, Amasi, Lahore, Durip, Sikh... across the Peacock Islands and the neighboring Heimar, the royal families of over twenty nations clashed in bloodshed over it.

During that period, dynasties changed like daily meals.

Legend says, it was cursed by the Peacock Islands' Main God, "Master of War Elephants," "King of the Ivory Throne," Lan Tigos.

"Whoever possesses it owns the world. Yet, whoever possesses it bears the disasters it brings. Only by aligning with a divine status or wealth, the woman possessing it won't face punishment."

Until it quietly vanished from history, nobody knew when the [Clock Tower] captured it, eventually falling into Olivia's hands.

Obviously, "Lady Olivia Galliot, the Fertile Traveler Draped in Moonlight" is qualified to be its master.

Two months ago, in the [Soul Revival Technique] ritual presided over by Olivia, she infused the crown with the spirituality of herself and Aiven, and the new crown transformed into this sword-wielding, three-no girl.

Thistle and Steep Slope Mountain don't sound like names for a girl, so Olivia simply named her "Baihe," pairing her with the ship spirit "Mei."

Currently, Olivia has just broken through to Tier 3 Grand Wizard, while Baihe already possesses the capital to spar with an ordinary Tier 4. As she grows, Baihe's strength will become increasingly powerful.

The question remains whether she could acquire similar treasures in the future and gain comparably powerful assistants.

On the other side.

Angie, upon upgrading, also acquired impressive magic-like abilities, especially when used in conjunction with [Creator's Blood], the results are stunning.

[Magic-like Technique: Perfect Creatures]

Integrating the [Golden Holy Spear·Longinus], which represents a projection of high-dimensional information in the material world, into oneself, can transform into a perfect angel with six wings.

This form signifies the strongest state a biological entity can naturally reach without cultivation under the same level in this world. This range includes all species from the five eras, including giant dragons, giants, divine descendants, hydras, and so forth.

With a bit more growth, challenging higher levels shouldn't just be a dream.

In the [Perfect Angel] form, one can weaponize oneself, transforming into a physical Holy Spear equivalent to a divine weapon with specific abilities! It can be used by oneself or given to others.

Aiven: No need to guess, that 'other' is me.

Additionally, in the hands of Angie, the world's third native species, [Magic-like Technique: Ten Thousand Transformations] has its focus.

It tends toward changing into a few extraordinary creatures like harpies, mermaids, snake-men, centaurs... but is highly specialized, becoming who owns the corresponding extraordinary ability of that species.

As for another potential Milan, the preparations for advancement are nearly complete, but his advancement rules are different from others.

[Clock Tower] has long been fully materialized, no longer needing others to embellish, but requires him to personally witness the significant turning point of historical torrents.

This condition purely relies on luck, beyond human control.

Suddenly.

Angie looks towards the distant cloud sea beneath the middle of the continent.

"Looks like they're in some trouble, teacher, send me over to help, will you?"

"No problem, right away."

Whoosh—!

Aiven stood up, electromagnetic waves already locked onto a powerful evil spirit hundreds of kilometers away with Tier 3 power, fully grasping the sanctified Angie, and hurled her with all his might.

"Certain hit!"

The unparalleled golden light shot forth, blasting a long rift through this encircled valley before vanishing swiftly over the horizon. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The rolling cloud sea slowly poured out from the only rift, transforming into a spectacular cloud waterfall.

Seeing the scene, simultaneously reminded of their wedding vows, the couple exchanged smiles.

In the past, they perhaps needed to worry about the world being too large, life too short, but now, with both advancing to Tier 3, they can laugh hand-in-hand watching an empire's rise and fall.

Someday, they shall truly go to the world's end to see its scenery.

At present, to the west of their standing point in the Abayachi Mountains.

Howl—!

Wolf howls incessantly.

Jointly created on a large scale by three upper-rank wizards of the "Life Tree School," the intelligent and extraordinary race of "werewolves" has already been put into combat. The first beneficiaries were a group of "Wolf Skin Cloak People," solidifying this ability thoroughly in their bodies.

The charging speed is extremely fast.

Meanwhile, after obtaining the blueprint for [Faceless Man], Angie made modifications.

Changed the observation-driven [Eagle Eye] to [Extraordinary Perception], including vision, hearing, touch, smell, and spiritual intuition (sense of crisis).

Other abilities, enhancing life force with [Endurance Environment], concealment with [Core Ability: Change Appearance], mobility with [Swift Run], dexterity with [Skillful Hands], and social skills with [Tongue as Flexible as a Reed] remain unchanged.

The first batch of 30 trained individuals has already been sent south under the cover of merchant ships.

As the most rapidly industrialized production base on the New Continent, the south is, for the duchy, a blatantly dumping market. Proper and "smuggling" merchants from the duchy run rampant here, welcomed everywhere.

Some see the drawbacks, but more welcome it with open arms, and though officially banned, countless smugglers open convenient doors for them.

On the battlefield of the "Lowland Republic" on the continent, it's similar, with the arms business taking advantage both above and below, Aiven also happily rakes in war fortune quietly.

Hilus and the Republic, begrudgingly accepting, cannot find better suppliers for quality arms in large quantities right now.

Perhaps part of the reason is that Aiven hasn't proclaimed they've gained two additional Grand Wizards.

Intimidation suffices, no need to openly expose everything.

Rabbits claiming to have only 260 firecrackers, whoever believes it, well, that person is indeed the world's biggest fool.

Now the duchy is the same, focusing on domestic development, earnestly amassing wealth, quietly awaiting the changes in the situation of the independence war.

Aiven believes the war has persisted for nearly a year, the time left for them to sit back and watch may not last long.