The ringing in my ears is extremely loud, but my vision has returned, as my full power isn't fully concentrated on keeping my astral form at max capacity anymore.
Now, a large portion of my mind is occupied with using my self-regeneration to its maximum output while walking forward to the black box that's fallen from the ceiling. Each step is painful, as my entire body is fatigued and filled with pins and needles that become sharp with every movement.
Ember, walking forward in his human form, doesn't look like he's in much better shape than me.
His face still exudes a confident and curious expression, but his body language shows that the ordeal took a lot out of him too.
While I have an enormous amount of pure mana farmed from the artificial mountains still locked away in my storage in pure crystal form, ready to use for emergency hibernation if necessary, the boxes in front of me hold my full leftover attention.
They glow with a dim white light that feels similar to divine energy, creating subtle gravity waves as it seeps out of the black boxes that don't show any openings.
As soon as Ember and I get up close enough to the prizes, the tops of the small boxes dissolve away, shining with a far stronger white glow inside.
The box in front of me holds three items.
The first that catches my eye is a jagged piece of black metallic stone, but as it floats upward, pushed up by the white mist inside the box, it begins shimmering deep yellow and gives off the gravity signature of a true core.
The red soul sword in my hand mentally tugs toward this object, but my gaze shifts to the other two that float upward in the white mist.
One is barely visible, a small white orb, not bigger than a common marble, but it shines with the same odd divine light that this white box's inside does.
The last item I see is about four times larger than the white marble, but it is similarly shaped; its color glows bright green, and I can see an immense amount of shimmering divine threads inside of it.
As the green orb comes out of the white mist, the pressure it begins to exert on the room becomes greater and greater, and I even see green threads start to violently spin out from the orb as it begins to unravel itself.
Without hesitating, I open an item storage portal and let the dangerous item fall inside.
The two items that remain float upward completely out of the box, and the hunger from my sword grows as the chunk of black and yellow metal comes closer.
I move my blade forward to tap it against the raw material, and a [Consume] window shows up for me to accept on the spot.
The originator rock melts to a yellow pure divine energy mixture instantly and is consumed by my blade.
My gaze switches between the red sword, rippling with yellow light as it takes longer than usual to digest the mass it's eating, and the one remaining item in front of me.
Ember's voice echoes in my ears.
"That pill is made of Low-quality Divine Ether, and it's in a very pure form. I guess the difficulty of that trial worked out in our favor in the end. Eat it; it'll do much more than just heal you."
I raise an eyebrow and turn my head to see Ember's box open as well, and in front of him, there's only a single item: a small white dragon's scale, glowing with the same odd white divine glow.
His finger makes contact with the white, nearly translucent scale, and at the same time, he transforms his body into his hybrid dragon form. The scale starts to glow brighter white, and the excess energy around it starts to flow into Ember's body, making his black scales, crimson eyes, and tail glow with a bright white light.

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