Slime Leveling [Litrpg, Timeloop]-Chapter 202—A New Spark

'What the hell?' Averon scowled. He sensed he had lost a monstrous amount of warm energy within him. It kept draining at an insane speed.

The Creation Goddess smiled gently as she glanced deeply into Averon's soul dimension.

In the depths of the corner, the unfused part of Averon's soul—

A spark of transparent purple flashed for a moment.

The spark was just an index-finger fingernail's size. It kept appearing and disappearing for a few moments.

Spark flickers with radience for a moment and gets close to death in the next moment.

'It's unstable,' the Creation Goddess mused, nodding to herself. 'The faith he had wasn't enough for that authority to manifest fully.'

She raised her palm when the spark had shone, however, dimmer, "Authority of Creation."

Dark blue light entered the young slime's soul dimension and fell on his soul.

Blue light radiated over the purple spark—just as it was about to vanish fully, the blue light fused into it.

The spark stabilized and shone steadily.

[ Ding! You have acquired $(@#*$ ]

'What's this?' Averon thought, frowning. He swept his senses through his body and even his soul dimension.

He glanced at his soul, still under barriers and fused with Vael's soul.

"No change," he muttered, rubbing his chin. He felt his body the same as before.

He couldn't sense the spark buried deep in his soul.

"It's the authority," the Creation Goddess smiled, folding her arms behind her back.

"Wait… authority?" he asked, voice high. "Is this the hope you were mentioning?"

"Yes. Your newly acquired authority," she replied, nodding.

"Didn't Time God and you say that almost no timeline had hope?" he asked, raising his brows. "Did you see this authority manifesting beforehand?"

"No. I couldn't see this, and that's what makes it special," she said in a low voice. "And I think you have hidden some timelines with this authority."

"What? I did?" Averon yelled, his eyes widening. "I can hide timelines?"

"I cannot fully sense it. It might be, or it might not be," the Creation Goddess said, shaking her head. "So you better master this power. It's very extraordinary."

The young slime nodded. "It's a pity. I cannot wield it now."

"Get to Mastery Tier 6," she ordered, her voice sharp. "You'll get control."

"Mastery Tier 6!" Averon muttered, holding his chin. "Is Tier 6 related to gods?"

The Creation Goddess nodded. "Yes. The way to acquire the authority is to achieve Tier 6. And it is tough to achieve Tier 6—almost impossible."

She paused and continued sternly, "Almost all Demon Kings stopped at Tier 5 itself, but due to the spark of authority and the ray of Time Authority left by Time God within you, you can acquire Mastery Tier 6 exceptionally fast in the time element, and the element of your authority."

"Time mastery," the slime nodded. "I'll try to acquire it…"

"So finally, a way to control it." He grinned. His future self didn't mention how to control Time Authority to him. After all, it was the key to healing his soul injuries.

After a moment, he asked, raising his brows, "What about the other mastery element? The spark—the new authority born inside me."

The Creation Goddess shook her head. "Even I don't know what it is. You'll have to find out eventually by yourself."

Averon clicked his tongue. 'A power which I cannot control…'

On the other side, in the Zethia country—

The dragon lay on his hoard of gold coins, diamonds, and luxurious items. He muttered with a sigh, "Finally, things have relaxed."

He glanced at the calm sky from his window.

The Princess of Zethia nodded with a wide smile. "Of course, it has been more than three years."

Due to the dimensional separation, time flowed differently.

For Averon, it's only a few minutes, but for the world, it has been three years.

The dragon opened his eyes and asked, "Have you decided how to win back the hearts of your people?"

The princess replied, nodding, "Yes, I have."

With one eye closed, she said playfully, "But I have acquired extraordinary news."

"Extraordinary?" The dragon narrowed his eyes. "What is it?"

"Goblins began to have goblin baby girls," the princess grinned. "Do you know how surprising it is?"

"What? Women?" The dragon frowned. "How is it possible?"

"It seems their Goblin Lord Giliberu found the key somehow," the princess replied in a serious tone, "And due to this, they stopped kidnapping women from other races."

"Giliberu," the dragon muttered the name and mused. 'Wait a minute. Is it possible that the new Holy Sage is this guy?' He tilted his head.

He shook his head a few moments later and muttered, "What is it to me?"

The princess snarled, "Only if previous Goblin Lords had found the solution for their problems, many would have lived properly." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

She gritted her teeth, her voice high, "Even they wouldn't have tried to kidnap me. And due to that incident, they brought the destruction upon themselves."

Dragon clicked his tongue. 'They did… they did roam the many dimensions but stopped after finding no solutions… now this Giliberu did it.' He narrowed his eyes. 'This Giliberu is exceptional… It's not that goblins are worse and failed to find answers.'

In Bailiff Lion's house—

Twin girls around eight years old glanced at their old father with a frown and exclaimed at the same time, "Is it true, Papa?"

Lion glanced at his daughters and nodded, sighing. "Yes. If only goblins had such a great Goblin Lord in the past… your mother would have been safe."

People started to recognize Goblin Lord Giliberu.

Holy Sage Thalmyr shook his head. "It's not goblins didn't try… they did. They even forced dragons and seers to respond, but couldn't get a proper cure, whereas this Giliberu… did. He is honourable."

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"He must be honoured."

"He must be remembered forever."

"Every woman must remember that he stopped the majority of goblins by providing a cure to their problems."

The world echoed with the same words.

And one word rang the loudest—honourable.

In the Creation Goddess's dimension—

[ Ding! People have acknowledged your actions! ]

[ Ding! Goblins are indebted to your actions! ]

The Creation Goddess declared softly, raising her palm, "From now on, you'll be known as the Honorable One. You have created a miracle event."

[ Ding! You have created a miracle event! ]

A flood of notifications flashed in Averon's vision.

[ Ding! You have acquired the title of Honorable One! ]

[ Ding! You have acquired the title of Miracle Creator! ]

Averon smiled, glancing at the honorable title. He figured out goblins might have already gotten his wish.

"Miracle event? What is it?" he asked.