Floating Island - Triple S Talent-Chapter 509: Duplication of law essence

Lein appeared alongside Dragnar in front of the entrance gate. The old man assigned to guard the gate was still asleep, his head resting on the wooden table beside him, soft snores escaping from his mouth. Lein glanced at him briefly but had no intention of waking him up. Without wasting time, he shot into the sky, heading straight for Zone 43—the place where his Law Manifestation resided.

Dragnar, his expression flat and emotionless, followed behind him. He was still restraining himself from acting recklessly after his previous experience.

The journey was swift. Lein streaked through the air at high speed, passing by islands from other zones until he finally reached the edge of Zone 43. However, upon arrival, the sight that greeted him made his eyebrow twitch.

"This guy..." Lein muttered under his breath, his gaze locking onto the figure still prostrated in the exact same position as before. Zanthor had not moved an inch, as if time had frozen him in place. However, what caught Lein's attention even more was his own clone, still lounging casually on a chair near the protective dome.

With utter leisure, the clone tossed a grape into the air, catching it effortlessly in his mouth while basking in the sunlight that bathed his body.

Tang—

With a snap of his fingers, Lein transformed the clone back into a sword. In an instant, the shadowy figure dissipated, merging back into the floating blade before vanishing into his spatial ring.

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"Huft..." Lein exhaled slowly, then stepped toward Zanthor, who remained motionless on the ground.

"Get up. You may leave," he said briefly, his tone calm yet commanding. Without waiting for a response, Lein opened the transparent dome's entrance.

Zanthor flinched slightly, his body trembling before he finally lifted his head. His eyes darted to Lein, then shifted to the figure beside him—Dragnar. However, he dared not ask any questions. Without a word, he immediately stood, bowed once more in deep respect, and then departed from Zone 43 with hurried steps.

Meanwhile, Lein and Dragnar had already stepped into the Law Manifestation area.

"Alright..." Lein scanned his surroundings. The atmosphere in this zone was distinct—the air here vibrated gently, filled with unstable particles of Law energy. "I need you to help stabilize this zone," he continued, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Dragnar lowered his head slightly. "Understood, Master. But to do so, I must use my power."

Lein suddenly realized something—his servant was still bound by his previous restriction.

"You may use your power, as long as it's for stabilizing this area," Lein commanded.

"As you wish, Master."

In an instant, a crimson aura enveloped Dragnar's body. The air around him trembled violently, waves of energy spreading with increasing intensity. Slowly, changes began to take shape—hardened scales emerged across his skin, covering his arms, legs, and forehead.

His once flowing white hair now shimmered with a radiant white glow, pulsating like an eternal flame.

Lein narrowed his eyes, sensing the overwhelming pressure that suddenly filled the air. "What are you doing? Do you really have to transform into a dragon?" he asked sharply, his brow furrowing. His body tensed slightly—an aura belonging to a Rank 4 Sovereign was no small matter. For a brief moment, he prepared to issue another command to prevent Dragnar from using his full power.

Dragnar, now in a half-dragon state, gazed at Lein with glowing eyes. "To utilize my power at its fullest, I must take on this form, Master," he replied, his voice deep, reverberating like distant thunder.

Large wings sprouted from his back, dark green in color with sharp spikes at every joint. With a single flap, the air around them trembled violently.

Pak… Pak…

Dragnar ascended into the sky, lifted by the force of his wings. He hovered in the center of the Law Manifestation area, raising both hands. A faint rumble echoed. Invisible ripples of energy spread in all directions, like waves rolling across the surface of a calm lake.

Lein observed with keen interest. Gradually, the chaotic atmosphere began to settle. He could feel the newfound stability taking shape. Tiny, shimmering particles surrounded him, floating like stardust in the vast emptiness.

"Law Essence?" Lein murmured with excitement. His eyes gleamed as he watched the minuscule entities. He extended his hand, attempting to grasp one.

However, his fingers passed right through the Law Essence as if touching mist.

Lein frowned. Refusing to give up, he wrapped his hand in Dream Element and tried again. This time, he succeeded.

A Law Essence of Space floated above his palm, appearing as a soft, glowing orb of light. He examined it closely, then accessed his information panel.

(Law Essence of Space) The pure core of existence's structure, the primary source that forms dimensions and gives birth to space.

Lein grinned. "It worked!" he exclaimed excitedly. He could duplicate it now.

[Duplicating (Law Essence of Space) x1.5 million. Confirm?]

Without hesitation, Lein confirmed. "Yes."

Like magic, in an instant, 1.5 million Law Essences appeared inside his spatial ring. However, before he could even revel in his success, something strange happened. The Law Essences slowly began to fade—vanishing into nothingness without leaving a trace.

Lein's brows knitted together. "What's happening?" he muttered, confused. He attempted to access his spatial ring, but there was no sign of the duplicated Law Essences.

His gaze shifted to Dragnar, who was still flapping his wings in midair. "Dragnar, can Law Essence be stored inside a spatial ring?" he asked directly.

Dragnar remained silent for a moment, his expression shifting slightly as if the question was too basic. "No, Master. To store Law Essence, you need a Spatial Seal and a Chaos Domain," he explained while his energy continued to surge, stabilizing the Law Manifestation area with the pulsating power of a dragon.

Lein furrowed his brows. Those two items were completely absent from his inventory. However, he wasn't out of options—there was another way. He could duplicate them without having to store them in his spatial ring.

His eyes flickered toward his duplication talent status.

"Cooldown: 12 more minutes..." he muttered, letting out a small sigh. There was no choice but to wait.

Patiently, he stretched out his hand, feeling the flow of Law Essence in the air. His Dream Element moved, aiding him in the absorption process.

Pop...

[Absorbing Law Essence 0.1%]

[Absorbing Law Essence 0.1%]

Notifications flashed in his mind, but Lein remained focused. Slowly, the delicate energy seeped into his body, merging with his consciousness. But suddenly, a powerful vibration disrupted the process.

Lein snapped his eyes open sharply, immediately turning toward Dragnar.

Dragnar was no longer at the center of the zone. Instead, the dragon was soaring toward him at high speed, his expression serious.

"Master Lein, use your element to increase absorption efficiency!" he called out, standing firmly in front of Lein, waiting for his response.

Lein felt his chest heat up. His smoothly progressing absorption had been interrupted halfway. However, seeing Dragnar's grave expression, he held back his irritation and asked in a low voice, "Explain. What do you mean?"

"Players should have elements, right?" Dragnar said firmly. "The higher your element's level, the more essence you can absorb at once."

Lein raised an eyebrow. "Of course, I have an element. What exactly are you trying to say?" he asked, slightly confused.

To prove his point, Lein lifted his hand, forming his element in the air. A soft glow swirled in front of Dragnar, revealing its pure essence.

Dragnar's eyes widened slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. He examined Lein more closely. "Your element is incredibly pure, Master… but—"

Dragnar hesitated for a moment before continuing honestly, "Its energy is weak."

A vein throbbed on Lein's forehead. "Damn it! What now?" he cursed internally.

His mind spun rapidly. Memories of his past attempts at absorbing Law Essence surfaced. He had always felt that something was off. How could his high-tier element fail to capture Law Essence more efficiently?

Dragnar looked at him with a perplexed expression, as if he couldn't believe what he had just said. "Master, if I'm not mistaken, your element's energy is only at level one or two, right?" he asked, his voice uncertain.

Lein felt his frustration boil over, as if a cloud of steam was rising above his head. He exhaled sharply before replying in a cold tone, "Enough. Drop the subject. For now, return to your position and stabilize this space."

Dragnar gave a slow nod before flapping his wings and soaring back to the center of the Manifestation Zone. With the composure of an ancient dragon, he resumed channeling his energy to restore stability to the area.

Lein clenched his fists. Although the divine-grade promotion potion had granted him instant power, it had also created flaws in his foundation. Now, he had to accept the reality that his elemental strength—his supposed trump card—had critical weaknesses. With a grim expression, he extended his hand, grasping the element before him, and forced himself to absorb it once more.