Chapter 385 Fear and Revival

The Divine Artifact is reborn, slowly cooling from its sweltering heat.

Like naturally occurring patterns, they spread over its smooth, glossy white stone body.

Lifting his hand, he took the floating Divine Artifact, a familiar sense of connection surging in Hermes's heart.

This was a wondrous object forged from his memories and flesh, inherently and closely linked to him.

There was no need to grope and learn; the moment Hermes touched it, he knew the true purpose of the Divine Artifact.

Hesitating for a moment, and glancing at Laine who was waiting for the outcome, the Great Alchemist still gently pinched the white stone, invoking its power.

The Divine Artifact resonated, emitting a halo of light.

In the next instant, it seemed as if a song was being sung from the void.

Antique melodies floated in the air, narrating the nobility and extraordinariness of fate.

Lavish language praised the grandeur of Mount Nysa, extolling the past and the future's revered existence.