Chapter 1185 - 477: Small World
In the small estate where Alka and his group resided.
It was nearing evening.
Everyone, seeing Pororo mastering the Treasure, each went to rest.
Alka came out to the yard alone.
Sitting on a stone bench beside him, his left hand propped on the stone table, he extended his right hand.
A shining blue Gemstone flew out from his hand, as large as an average adult’s head.
It was the Heart of Vastva.
Or also called a small world, pocket world.
After all, there were no Vastva people inside anymore; everything that remained of Vastva was taken out by them. And the former Vastva people had already settled here.
They created the Return City representing their return.
Naturally, Alka had given this Treasure a new name.
Isn’t it fitting for the capabilities of this Treasure?
A small world.
A light squeeze of the palm, and the enormous Gemstone instantly shrank, melting into his palm and vanishing.
Only a faint blue glow remained on the forefinger of his right hand.
With his pointer finger, he lightly traced through the air in front, slicing open a rift in the space of the air.
Alka walked in.
The once barren, lifeless land had long disappeared, covered now with lush green grass.
An endless prairie stretched to the horizon.
The scenes here were like what Alka first saw in his Dream Realm.
A land brimming with vitality and Magic Power, naturally crafted by the Stonehoof Race.
For years, whenever the Stonehoof Race was idle, they would restore the land of this world through their control over the earth, combined with the surging Magic Power infused by Alka.
Eventually, this world was restored to its rightful appearance.
Treading upon this grassland.
Alka walked silently.
In this world of his own, he could have directly proceeded to his destination.
But now, he was in no hurry.
This slow walk allowed him to experience the changes and serenity of this world.
This is also part of mastering the Treasure, a deep understanding, merging it with himself.
Alka closed his eyes.
As he walked, his clothes gradually faded away, leaving only the lightest shorts and a shirt.
Even the shoes on his feet retreated, and he walked barefoot on the grass.
A gentle breeze blew.
This was something the world once did not possess.
Slightly passing over a small hill not far ahead.
Alka stood on the hill of the prairie, gazing afar.
There lay a vast stretch of fertile brown land, surrounded by peculiar trees and one stone pillar after another reaching to the sky.
With Alka’s world manipulation, and with Matilda’s help, they controlled some plants to grow in this world, naturally filling it with the Life Element.
Where once there was only the Earth Element now had the addition of the Life Element.
The Earth Element was primary, and the Life Element was supplemental, making it the most suitable area for the Stonehoof Race to live.
And what he saw there now was the residence of the Stonehoof Race, known as the Stone Forest.
"Friend, you’ve come." The Great Elder appeared by Alka’s side at some point, watching and speaking.
Though considering the age difference between the two, the Great Elder addressing Alka as a friend was strange, but it was the Elements’ most revered title for Alka.
It signifies the Friend of Elements.
After overcoming the initial awkwardness, Alka had long accepted this somewhat awkward title, nodding.
"For something so important to you, I must of course attend." Saying this, Alka smiled and walked with the Great Elder towards the Stone Forest.
At this time, a grand ceremony was being held within the Stone Forest.
The dense Earth Element made brown orbs of light flicker around, floating everywhere.
They looked remarkably heavy.
Seeing Alka’s arrival, the surrounding Half-Element beings respectfully nodded.
They made their way to the center of the Stone Forest.
A huge stone column filled with patterns and totems.
At this moment, hundreds of stone eggs, smooth as pebbles, floated above the stone column.
But upon closer inspection, you could notice.
Many of the stone eggs’ surfaces had become rough, no longer smooth and shiny as they once were.
The rough surface signifies the growth of the life within them.
The Great Elder, who walked with Alka, drifted to the stone column, bypassing Alka.
After going up, he emitted a silent ripple.
He was performing the ritual prayers and praising this ceremony.
Alka could understand their meaning through the contract.
The reason why he attended this ceremony, and why it was important.
It was because, after 800 years.
The Stonehoof Race was finally going to give birth to a new life.
The ripple quickly faded, for these Element beings, there were hardly any formalities.
The Great Elder began to stir the Earth Elements around.
Soon, the roughest surface, filled with various protruding patterns stone egg floated down.
Alka looked at the stone platform cradling the egg, recognizing the egg.
Of course, the egg looked vastly different than it used to, but he recognized the platform holding it.
On it was a very distinct bullhead imprint.
This is...the core of Rock Horn Brother.
The stone eggs floating above didn’t all have such a core, only very few did.