Chapter 190: Source Trait 【Outsider】

The Source Furnace would forcibly combine the class advancer’s personal characteristics, the traits of their Breathing Combat Art, as well as the traits granted by the class itself.

In the end, the great furnace would comprehensively refine a unique Source Energy belonging solely to that individual.

This generated energy could attach itself to weapons or the body, providing entirely different special enhancements during future battles.

It worked on the exact same principle as the highly toxic corrosive Source Energy previously coating Buck’s blade.

And it was precisely because too many personal variables participated in the fusion process.

That it was nearly impossible to find two Professionals in this world possessing completely identical Source Energy.

As this brand-new Source Energy was born, Ryan, standing nearby as protector, widened his eyes in shock.

He clearly saw that above Lance’s broad back.

The air visibly distorted due to the high temperature as massive amounts of Aether Energy rapidly gathered together, eventually forming a gigantic energy phantom.

It was a crimson giant dragon with a long and powerful physique.

Around the sharp dragon claws on its limbs burned circles of silver-white flames unique to the Pale Sentinel.

The crimson scales covering its body were also engraved with mysterious silver runes, making it appear incomparably noble and majestic.

Its dragon tail coiled protectively around Lance.

The oppressive pressure of dragon might suddenly exploded throughout the attic like something tangible.

Lance could even hear every heartbeat inside his chest accompanied by a deep and resonant dragon roar.

【Source Trait “Red Dragon” generation complete…… Second Source Trait generating】

Ryan stared at the scene before him, so stunned his jaw nearly dropped to the floor.

He knew very clearly what Source Phantoms represented.

Source Energy was the sum of a person’s personality, life experiences, obsessions, fate, and every external factor combined together, ultimately generating a one-of-a-kind trait.

And experienced adventurers could completely judge how much growth potential a young Professional possessed in the future simply by observing the phantom manifested during class advancement.

According to the records he had seen within the classified archives of the Black Iron Dominion Bureau.

Nearly all dragon-type Source Traits represented the highest tier of potential in this world.

Even within those ancient Dragon-blooded families possessing deep foundations, the geniuses who awakened Source Traits were usually only sub-dragons or earth dragons with fleshy wings.

Yet the phantom behind Lance, although the color of its flames was somewhat unusual, absolutely possessed the characteristics of a true dragon species.

So this commoner brat whom Ryan had personally watched grow up.

Actually possessed the terrifying potential to become a Legendary Realm powerhouse in the future?

Ryan could not help smiling bitterly. This sort of outrageous feeling from merely taking a glance resembled those third-rate hero stories sung by tavern bards far too closely.

At the same time.

Lance, with his eyes closed, sensed something unusual occurring.

He realized that the generation of his Source Energy had not ended simply with the appearance of the Red Dragon.

Although the power brought by the Red Dragon incarnation had already fully entered the furnace inside his heart.

Something belonging to the deepest depths of his own soul, the true self-awareness originating from distant Earth.

Was slowly taking shape under the guidance of a mysterious force.

Lance felt his consciousness forcibly pulled free from this body by an enormous suction force.

From a godlike bird’s-eye perspective, he saw many scenes from his previous life.

From being born crying upon a cold hospital bed, to carrying heavy schoolbags to class, to tirelessly rushing around the city for that tiny salary.

This had been his brief and mediocre life as an ordinary person.

Until the final scene reached the moment he died instantly because of an accident.

Yet the images did not immediately end because of death.

He saw a cemetery beneath endless rain.

He saw the family members from his previous life standing before his funeral, covering their faces while crying painfully in hushed voices.

Looking at the gray hairs appearing at his parents’ temples.

For some reason, an indescribable sorrow suddenly surged from deep within Lance’s heart.

That was a past he could no longer sever.

And also the homeland he could never return to again in this lifetime.

A faint yet pure light suddenly ignited amidst the sorrow.

This special Source Energy born from the soul did not merge into the furnace inside his heart like the Red Dragon had.

Instead, it directly leapt upward and forcibly entered the deepest part of Lance’s mind.

In an instant, Lance understood the name of this Source Trait.

【Outsider】

This was the final proof belonging to his former self.

And it was also at the exact moment this Source Trait entered his mind that the Source Furnace, which had originally been somewhat unstable due to the forced fusion, completely stabilized.

【Special Source Trait acquired…… Received the world’s blessing…… Please select skill for solidification】

During class advancement, the system notifications arrived so quickly they were almost impossible to follow.

Lance had no time to carefully inspect the specific gains brought by the two Source Traits before immediately needing to proceed to the next step.

He directly selected the solidification of 【Thunder Dormancy Reflex】 with his consciousness.

Immediately afterward, the skill seemed forcibly extracted from his muscle memory by some mysterious force.

Then it gradually began engraving itself into the Source Furnace pulsing inside his heart.

【Skill solidification complete…… Beginning construction of class panel】

The instant the final system notification ended.

Lance only felt an intense dizziness surge through his mind, and his consciousness instantly plunged into a lightless darkness.

This sensation of soul-weightlessness felt very similar to when he previously experienced Fate Grafting.

Could it be that this class advancement would once again allow him to witness hidden secrets buried within history?

The following images gradually became clear.

Lance saw that this appeared to be atop a giant tower within a prosperous city, where a man and woman stood together enjoying the wind.

The woman, whose face could not be seen clearly, casually sat upon the edge of the tower railing.

The man stood beside her with his body slightly angled, subtly carrying the intention of protecting her from falling.

“Atlas, have you already engraved your class into the Astral Realm?”

“The Sage just sent word asking us to find suitable opportunities to preserve records of our classes for future generations. It will involve some future turn of fate.”

The woman’s voice sounded light and cheerful, carrying a sweet tone.

The man called Atlas quietly stood amidst the evening wind in silence for a long time.

Only after a while did he finally respond softly, “I already completed the engraving long ago.”

“Huh?”

Hearing Atlas’s words, the woman was visibly startled.

Then she jumped down from the railing and grabbed his shoulders with both hands, vigorously shaking him.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”

“Then I could’ve engraved my class information together with yours! Otherwise how will future generations ever know that our classes are the most perfectly compatible combination?!”

Atlas helplessly reached out to steady her while gently explaining,

“My class information has already been engraved within the Gate of the Dead Kingdom.”

“That place is forbidden territory for the living. No living person will ever enter it.”