Fallen Radiance

The air in the Lost Valley was cold and solemn, the light on the statue gradually dissipated, and the red runes returned to peace, as if everything had returned to its former silence. Standing in front of the statue, however, Elena was quite different.

She slowly opened her eyes, and there was an unprecedented toughness and calmness in them. Her figure seemed to be enveloped in an inviolable majesty, and a burning and cold breath flowed from her body, as if the darkness and light of heaven and earth had succumbed at her feet.

The High priest Cavill looked at her with a mixture of admiration and awe. "Elena Cassirer, you have completed your trial. From this day forward, you are a true warrior who abandons children."

Elena looked down at the palm of her hand, and the glow that had once belonged to the camp of angels was long gone, replaced by a deep and complex force. The force made her soul feel full and free, as if she had finally been freed from bondage and found her own path.

"This feeling..." "She whispered, with a hint of wonder in her voice." It's freedom and responsibility."

Cavill nodded slightly and slowly said, "Your soul has completely merged with the Renzi camp, giving you unique power." You now possess a gift that can only be awakened in sequence 1 - 'destiny camouflage.'"

Talent: Fate in disguise

Ability Description:

Core Effect: By obtaining the blood of others, you can briefly incarnate as a member of the corresponding faction and gain appearances and random talents associated with that faction for 12 hours.

Restrictions: You must possess the blood of the target faction, and you cannot use the power of the abandoned faction during camouflage.

Special Effects: Randomly gain S or higher talents from the target camp, but cannot actively choose specific skills.

Cavill continued, "This is an extremely rare ability, and only a select few are able to awaken. It gives you the ability to move freely between camps, but it also requires great wisdom and careful use."

Elena clenched her fist, felt the power flowing inside her body, and her eyes flashed a cold thought: "It seems that fate has given me an interesting opportunity."

Cavill's eyes are deep and his tone low: "Camouflage is not only a disguise of strength, but also a test of the soul." If your will is not strong enough, you are likely to get lost in the rules of the other camp. You must know that you are a deserter and your place is only here."

Elena nodded, but her eyes revealed a faint determination: "I understand, but I need to use this strength to go back." I have unfinished business."

Carville's brow furrowed slightly. "Go back? Do you know what it means to go back to the Empire? Raynor's fatwa against you is still in force, and the Angels will never let you go."

Elena sneer, eyes like a knife: "It is because of this, I want to go back." Renault owes me. I'll get it back. And..." She paused, a hint of complexity in her voice. "I need some human blood."

Elena's plan is clear: Through the "fate camouflage", she will temporarily incarnate as a member of the Empire camp, penetrate the core of the Angel camp to obtain intelligence, and even have the opportunity to directly face Renault. But she knows that this is not just a test of strength, but also a test of her will and faith.

"I want the blood of the angels." She told Cavell, her eyes shining coolly, "I need it to disguise myself and infiltrate the Empire."

Cavill did not object immediately; he looked at her as if assessing her resolve. After a moment, he slowly said, "There are fallen angels on the outskirts of the Lost Valley, and their blood still carries the power of the angelic camp." You can try to hunt them, but be careful, they are not easy to deal with."

Elena nodded and turned away without hesitation. Beneath her feet, the wilderness of the Valley of the Lost stretched into the distance, each step seeming to lead deeper into the unknown.

As night fell, Elena trekked up the rugged mountain road, her heart filled with determination. The dagger in her hand glowed cold in the moonlight, it was her only reliance, and the key to her future.

"Renault..." She murmured, with mixed emotions in her voice, "You think you've destroyed me, but you're wrong. The past will not bind me, but the present will put an end to your plot."

On the edge of the Lost Valley, in the dark forests lurks a kind of banished fallen angel. Once brilliant, these creatures are now corrupted in exile and solitude, their blood still retaining the characteristics of the angelic camp, but their souls have long since fallen.

Elena slowly approached, her short sword shimmering. Her eyes were cool, her steps light as a cat, but her will was iron.

"I would give up anything for a goal." "She whispered, her eyes fixed on a fallen angel.

With a sharp roar, the battle began.