‘Push, push, push!’ Ambrose screamed inwardly as he watched his soul struggle to close the doors.
As his voice grew louder inside his mind, his mouth slowly opened, and he let out an inaudible voice.
“Push…”
It was a small whisper, almost as quiet as mosquito buzzing, but it still carried a lot of determination and strength.
“Push…”
Shockingly, the soul repeated his words and began punching the heavy door with all its might.
Creak…
The door creaked slightly while the echo of the punch reverberated across the world of souls.
Slowly, the door began to close, but it was only a little bit, and it was almost unnoticeable.
However, after the soul saw that, its punches grew stronger and heavier.
The force of each punch shook the very foundation of the world.
Boom, boom, boom—the shockwave rocked the entire universe.
However, that was simply the illusion of Ambrose.
Because of that simple illusion, the door began closing at blinding speed!
Slam—the door closed heavily, and then invisible air shot out from the sky and wrapped around the door heavily.
The door underwent a transformation.
Its intricate designs began glowing, and the door’s black color turned to gold!
The chains hardened and turned silver.
After the transformation was over, the door looked strangely expensive and out of place in its surroundings.
Its golden glow brightened up the world of souls as if the sun had descended. from the heavens.
‘This must be it…’ Ambrose gulped. ‘The door of the Second Gate. This is what I would have to overcome to reach a new level!’
Clap, clap, clap—a sudden, powerful clapping sound rocked the ground.
Ambrose raised his gaze to the sky and was shocked to see another soul floating there.
“Grandmaster!”
“Good job.” The Wisdom King’s voice boomed through the air. “You have done well.”
“How are you here?” Ambrose glanced at the closed golden door. “I thought I closed the entrance to my world of soul?”
“You have closed it, yes.” The Wisdom King nodded. “However, people from the Second and Third Gates can still enter your world of souls if you use them recklessly. You have only closed it to people that are at First Gate.”
“So… I have to open the Second Gate and then close it again?” Ambrose asked.
“That is correct.” The Wisdom King nodded.
‘So, he is at least a Second Gate user; no wonder…’ Ambrose was aware that his master was very powerful.
The Wisdom King then floated towards the golden door and nodded thoughtfully. “So, your soul color is gold.”
“Soul color?”
“Everyone has their own soul color. It is the same color that Second Gate users clad their weapons with. You said that you have seen people using some strange abilities?”
“Yes.” Ambrose nodded. “An orc clad his weapon in green, and then there was another powerful guy, and I think he clad his weapon in gold.”
“Yes, that is their soul color.” The Wisdom King nodded. “There is nothing special about the soul color, per se, but when you reach the Second Gate and use the strange abilities you get with that, they will be in the color of gold.”
“I see.” Ambrose nodded.
“Haha.” The Wisdom King then suddenly laughed and pointed at his mouth. “You didn’t notice it yet, but you are speaking here. That was impossible before, right?”
Ambrose’s eyes widened, and he touched his lips, realizing that he was speaking easily!
“You now have greater mastery over the First Gate. It allows you to do certain things.” The Wisdom King crossed his arms and began explaining like a proper master.
“The Inquisitor who hunted you was tracking your soul, and you can do that now as well.
“You can also now enter other people’s worlds of souls and hurt their souls if you wish so.”
Ambrose gulped. ‘I am not sure how I feel about that. I am fine killing players as long as they don’t get physically hurt, but hurting souls is a different thing. It hurts like hell!’
“The limit of the First Gate is still unknown.” The Wisdom King said with a deep look. “However, every First Gate user also gets a special skill.”
“Skill?”
“Yes, but it is often the same.” The Wisdom King then added. “Most of my former disciples had received the same skill.”
“What is yours, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“I don’t really mind.” The Wisdom King laughed. “I can use my soul to see one second into the future.”
“Huh!” Ambrose’s jaw dropped. “That sounds incredibly powerful!”
“It does, but it’s not all rainbows and sunshine.” The Wisdom King wryly smiled. “Whenever I use it, I hurt my soul, and I can only use it when I am in the world of souls.”
“Wait… when we were fighting, did you use it when I used Heaven Drop on you?” Ambrose narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
The Wisdom King threw his arms up in the air and cheekily smiled. “You got me.”
“Cheater…” Ambrose whispered under his breath.
“There are three common ones.” The Wisdom King lifted three fingers. “One is able to read someone’s mind with the help of the soul.
“The second one is to be able to summon souls to real life, which is definitely the most worthless one as you risk your soul for potential danger.
“The third one is able to possess someone for one minute.”
“What about yours?” Ambrose asked.
“Mine is more rare.” The Wisdom King said. “Now, it is up to you to find out what your skill is.”
“How?”
“Talk to your soul; make him find it out.” He then looked at the frozen Tyrannosaurus Rex and smiled. “But do that later. You have some unfinished business to attend to first.”
“Ugh.” Ambrose looked at the frozen Tyrannosaurus Rex and asked. “What should I do?”
“Defeat it and all the dinosaurs that surround you.” The Wisdom King slowly floated away. “Isn’t that obvious?”
“How in the hell can I defeat them?” Ambrose asked angrily. “This T-Rex is the size of my old house!”
“Have faith, little one.” The old grandmaster chuckled. “Also, don’t think about escaping. There are more dinosaurs in this valley, and I won’t hesitate to lure them to you.”
“Ugh, is this your fault?” Ambrose’s eyebrow twitched.
“Yes, and oh right, I suppose it is a good time to start to train your dual-wielding.”
“Finally!” Ambrose groaned in satisfaction.
But then the Wisdom King smiled. “Use only one sword with your left hand.”
“What?!”
“You heard me.” The Wisdom King laughed. “Also, you have those skill scrolls you mentioned to me. Create a new skill as well.
“I suppose you have around one hour until the frozen T-Rex reaches you. Good luck!” 𝑶𝑣xt.𝑶𝑀
With those words, the Wisdom King’s soul disappeared.
“Use only a sword with your left hand… create a new skill in one hour… fuck.” Ambrose bit his upper lip and looked directly at the T-Rex red, murderous eyes.
“Inventory.” He whispered, and the holographic screen appeared in front of him.
The teleportation pearl looked very tempting, but he scrolled past that and took out one of the skill scrolls.
“What do I need to defeat those giant fuckers?” Ambrose entered a deep thinking tank.
It was time to create another skill!