<h4>Chapter 429 Crown Of Fire</h4>


    Chapter 428: Crown Of Fire


    As Shin''s body became engulfed in a furious inferno, the dancing mes twisted and writhed, casting an eerie glow across the darkened chamber. The crackling sound of the fire echoed ominously, mingling with the gasps and whispers of onlookers.


    Among the startled crowd, a weathered elder, his face etched with lines of wisdom andpassion, had been a staunch advocate for Shin''s cause. The elder''s eyes widened in horror as he beheld the terrible fate that had befallen the young warrior.


    Despite his appearance, the elder''s aged body moved with a surprising agility and speed. In a blur of determination, he closed the seemingly insurmountable gap between himself and the engulfed Shin in less than a second.


    "Boy!" The elder''s voice resonated with authority and urgency as he raised his voice, his eyes fixed unwaveringly on the burning figure before him. With a determined thrust of his right arm, he reached towards Shin, his weathered hand extending like a talon, poised to seize the crown that clung mercilessly to the young warrior.


    *ZOOM*


    Suddenly, as the elder''s hand closed in on the fiery crown, a powerful wave of searing mes erupted from its core. The intense heat and force of the st mmed into him with an unyielding ferocity, sending him hurtling backward through the air.


    ''This...''


    Indeed, the elder, a wise and perceptive soul, had already discerned the grim truth. As his body was flung through the air, his mind raced with understanding. The crown had begun fusing with Shin''s very being, bing an inseparable part of him, forbidding anyone else from daring to touch its fiery surface.


    Indeed, the apanying torment proved excruciating beyond measure for Shin.


    ''Ha... that wolf won''t be able to withstand the inferno unleashed by an A-tier artifact.''


    A chorus of smirks and mocking grins spread among the assembled elders, their ranks primarilyprised of those from the Low Order. Their eyes glimmered with a mixture of superiority and sadistic pleasure, relishing in the spectacle unfolding before them.


    Yet, among the crowd, a handful of elders from the Middle Order maintained a stoicposure, their expressions carefully masked. Though their faces remained neutral, a spark of intrigue and fascination flickered within their eyes.


    Secretly, they found themselves captivated by the unfolding drama.


    In stark contrast to the smirking Low Order elders and the impassive Middle Order members, the High Order elders, distinguished by their regal bearing and wisdom, held deep concern etched across their faces. Their eyes flickered with worry, and an air of solemnity pervaded their presence.


    To the esteemed High Order elders, Shin was more than just a young warrior engulfed in mes; he was but a mere pup, a child embroiled in a perilous trial.


    The notion of entrusting such a formidable artifact as the Crown of Fire to one so young seemed, to the rational mind, utterly unthinkable.


    They understood the Crown''s notorious reputation for inflicting damage not upon the physical body but directly upon the very essence of one''s being—the soul.


    Blinded by their unwavering trust in Mike, the High Order elders paid little heed to his suggestion of promising the item. They held him in such high regard that any doubts or concerns about Shin''s safety remained unspoken and unexplored within the confines of their meeting.


    While they did evaluate the suitability of bestowing such a powerful artifact, the potential risks and consequences to Shin''s well-being remained a ring oversight in their collective deliberations.


    Enveloped in the aura of Mike''s infallibility, the High Order elders never allowed the thought to cross their minds. His wless track record, untainted by any significant missteps, had bestowed upon him an unwavering trust, rendering his suggestions unquestionable in their eyes.


    Eyes of doubt, confusion, and disappointment locked onto Mike, the once-trusted advisor. The High Order elders questioned their unwavering faith, realizing the oversight they had made.


    Contrary to the doubtful gazes fixed upon him, Mike remained resolute, his unwavering conviction unshaken.


    Deep within, he harbored a profound understanding of the item he had proposed, derived from witnessing Shin''s awe-inspiring transformation into the me Wolf Emperor.


    Shin''s defensive instincts faded away as he, too, recognized the unwavering faith ced in him. In an instant, his body erupted with transformative power, embracing his me Wolf Emperor form with absolute conviction.


    An electrifying surge of energy crackled through the chamber, catching the Low Order elders off guard. Their eyes widened in astonishment as Shin underwent a breathtaking transformation, his form expanding and his fur undergoing a mesmerizing shift in color.


    ''Even with the transformation, it hurts…''


    In that moment, Shin contemted dispelling the pain by assuming a simr attribute through transformation. Yet, a realization dawned upon him - the torment was not physical, but a deep-seated wound inflicted upon his very soul, as forewarned by the system.


    *Ding*


    [The target of the attack is the host''s soul.]


    Upon hearing this information, Shin swiftlyprehended the situation.


    ''So transforming won''t help… I see.''


    ''Then what am I supposed to do? Bear the pain?''


    [Affirmative.]


    [As soon as the crown binds with the host, the pain will subside.]


    Amidst his agony, Shin focused on the system''s guidance, realizing the importance of acquiring further knowledge about the crown''s effects.


    ''Tell me, what is the true nature of this artifact? How will it aid me?'' Shin implored, his voiceced with determination, seeking rity amidst the pain.


    *Ding*


    [Question: Does the host want to see the item''s stats?]


    ''Yes.''


    [Command epted.]


    [Analyzing…]


    [Fetching the item''s stats.]


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    [Stats]


    [Name: The Crown Of Fire]


    [Rank: A]


    [ss: Legendary]


    [Description: A lost crown of the Fire God.]


    [Effects:


    1] Augments the incendiary might of fire-based abilities: magnified by a factor of two.


    2] Amplifies the scorching intensity of mes: doubled in temperaturepared to their original state.


    3] Bestows a distinct skill: "Rings of Fire" - passive ability enveloping the wielder''s limbs and torso in fiery bands, exclusive to this artifact.]


    [Additional info: The item will fuse with the body of the host and grow along with the host.


    Current level of the item: Lv.1]


    [Item specific mission: Acquire Fire-God Lost Items:


    1] Fire God''s Crown [acquired]


    2] Fire God''s Armor [pending…]


    3] Fire God''s Sword [pending…]


    4] Fire God''s Ring [pending…]


    5] Fire God''s Gauntlets [pending…]


    6] Fire God''s Boots [pending…]


    ]


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