The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 890

"You brat! Why do you always have to bring that? I'm hanging up." Gerald scoffed.

"Wait, Mr. Hoffman!" Felix shouted. There was something even more critical he hadn't yet addressed. "My soul... it has a problem."

Gerald grew serious. "Don't scare me. Soul-related issues are no small matter."

"Here's what happened. Headquarters initially sent me to Seapoint for a mission, and I encountered..." Felix recounted everything in full detail. This was Gerald, his mentor, after all. There was nothing he couldn't share.

"Vigilantes? And no one remembers them? Destiny Crystals? Honestly, I've never heard of these things," Gerald admitted.

"But what you're describing is beyond bizarre! Especially the ability to erase all memory of their existence. There are only a handful of individuals in the entire Dragonia capable of that."

Felix was stunned. "What? Can people actually do that? How many more unbelievable things are hidden in Dragonia?"

you show it

that?"

that shameless disciple with a name as ridiculous

anywhere. He could only respond honestly, "I showed it to him. Billy didn't know what

then there's no problem. Forget the details. Just count it as a stroke of luck! This might

baffled. "Why are we talking about Naomi

was about to ask more when the call

of the martial arts competition and the prize, Lone Paragon, sent shockwaves throughout

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wilderness, a figure sat cross-legged, most of its body

brown bears approached cautiously. Feasting on the corpse might provide enough energy to hibernate

mile away, the figure suddenly opened

Paragon is the prize? Interesting. Time to stretch my

though she hadn't moved it. Yet, the waterfall split as though some invisible force sliced it apart,