Tarthocas: Chronicles of the Transmigrating Scribe Chapter 68: Pruina Mortis [2]

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"And that is it for today; we'll continue tomorrow!" Amon stated as he vanished. After Amon vanished, so did the students, as they all were sent back to their spaces. As soon as Wilhelm returned, he immediately unwrapped the scroll to see what was written. In the worn-down scroll were several diagrams with small texts scattered all around. Each seemed to be part of a larger text with its parts scattered. "This!" Wilhelm eventually pieced together what was written. {The Frost Core is a special creation of mine for you—my student. Gather around Water and let it seep into your body. Reconverge them and freeze them into Frost. Mould the Frost into The Core and align your Internal Aether with it. The Frost Core has to be constructed in successive layers, with its complete form becoming a sphere the size of your heart. By then, The Frost Core will have completely aligned with your Internal Aether pattern, and you won't need to worry about it holding space in your body.} That was all that was written, followed by more detailed instructions on The Frost Core. Wilhelm carefully read through all the instructions. Yet after reading them, he didn't immediately start and instead lay on his bed. Within moments, sleep took hold of him, and his mind drifted to Niflheim. "So, The Frost Core." A voice whispered to Wilhelm, causing him to realize where he was—just beside him was Polaris, seated on his throne. "I assume you want my help in the cultivation of The Frost Core?" Polaris asked, to which Wilhelm nodded. "All right," Polaris agreed. "I have nothing to do in this place, so I might as well help. And this Frost Core technique…it seems familiar as well," he commented as he got up. "This technique is quite peculiar. I might even say that it's tailored for those in a state similar to yours but not identical. I have to assume that this technique is used by someone's reincarnations to promote stability throughout their lives. For them, this technique is a true treasure, allowing them to blitz through The 1st Tier and become quite powerful in The 2nd Tier. But you, Wilhelm…you're different—quite different. They lack something you possess, something that will be a huge factor in your growth," Polaris claimed. "What is it?" Wilhelm asked, curious. Polaris pointed to the ground. " Niflheim . You can align your internal Aether pattern with it, draw forth its cold, and forge The Frost Core using it. By using Niflheim's cold as the central force in construction, you'll create a direct link to this place, allowing you to draw its cold and manipulate it to your skill and likening," Polaris revealed with a grin. Wilhelm, beginning to realize the value of The Frost Core, immediately shot out a question. "Then I won't need to construct any spells?" Polaris shook his head. "Firstly, Niflheim can only help with Frost-based spells. And no, you can't skip the process of constructing spells. That process is incredibly crucial to mastering the spell and perfecting its usage. Although you could approximate a spell using Niflheim , it would require immense mastery over it—and even then, the result would be unsatisfactory. After all, spells are formed from Elemental Energy and are, at their core, replicas of the world's phenomena. Niflheim , no matter how powerful, is ultimately just a cold place born from the remnants of a dead man's flickering thoughts and nothing more," Polaris explained, tempering Wilhelm's excitement. Wilhelm himself had to acknowledge the truth—he hadn't been given a heaven-defying cheat; who knew what others might have? "But," Polaris began again. "You can use Niflheim to hasten the process of building a spell construct and also boost its base power, so that's a bonus," Polaris revealed. Wilhelm, with his emotions in control this time, nodded. "Then when will I begin the process of construction?" he asked. Polaris grinned as he spoke. "Right now!" —————————————————————————————————————————— Wilhelm was awake in the real world, sitting down in