In A Fantasy World I Can Absorbs Abilities

Relief washed over Akhenaten's face as he threw his head back and roared to the cavern's ceiling.

[I, Akhenaten Memphis Sphinx, have lived my life as a true Sphinx! Now, I have no regrets left!]

His projection began to fade, breaking into golden particles that scattered into the air like grains of sand in the wind.

Simultaneously, the skeletal remains on the deck dissolved into golden light, dispersing and filling the cavern with a serene glow. After thousands of years, the fallen could finally rest.

Miaomiao reached out as if to grasp the particles but let her paw fall limply, lowering her head. Her tears sparkled as they dropped onto the dark wooden deck.

Marcus unfolded his large wings to shield her as she wept, offering silent comfort. The Garetts watched their lord's departure with somber expressions, crossing their forepaws over their chests in a solemn salute. Read new adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

Michael gently consoled Miaomiao, gazing into the distance. He almost felt as if he could see the heroes of 25,000 years ago, laughing and joking as they moved on. They seemed content.

After a moment of silence, the group gathered the remaining robes and armor from the ship. They knew their future opponents would be formidable, and every bit of strength would count.

Michael turned to Miaomiao, who was sweeping the deck absentmindedly with her tail, the collected cores piled nearby.

"Come to think of it, this ship was supposed to be magical, right?" Michael asked, hoping to lighten the mood.

Startled, Miaomiao replied, [Yes. This is an heirloom of my family. It's an ancient artifact that operates autonomously, disperses mist to conceal its movements, and can even call upon sea beasts for aid. It has a permanent spatial enchantment, making it far larger than it appears.]

Michael's mind raced with possibilities for the ship's use, a sly smile spreading across his face. Yes, that would work perfectly.

Noticing his expression, Miaomiao and Marcus exchanged worried glances and shook their heads.

Whenever Michael smiled like that, it meant trouble.

The group decided to rest before setting out again. The ancient scroll needed to be examined carefully.

The ship's cabin was clean and surprisingly comfortable, with each room even equipped with its own bathroom—a luxury Michael hadn't expected.

"This is a great ship. Thanks, Miaomiao," Michael said appreciatively.

[Even I had only heard about it. It's much better than I imagined,] Miaomiao replied.

Gathering in the common area, the group unfurled the scroll to review its contents. Fortunately, the list of artifacts was organized by proximity to the Draco Mountain Range.

The first item that caught their attention was Ianes's Spear.

Ianes's Spear

The legendary spearman, Curse, entrusted this artifact. Ianes's Spear can strike any target within 3 kilometers with perfect accuracy three times a day. After each strike, the spear automatically returns to the wielder. Once the three uses are exhausted, it functions as a normal spear, though the return feature remains permanently active. Use it wisely!@@novelbin@@

Michael couldn't help but cheer inwardly. Though he primarily used a bow, a spear was an essential weapon for a knight. The prospect of adding this artifact to his arsenal thrilled him.

After noting its location, he estimated that with proper time management, they could retrieve it before the day ended. His gaze fell on Marcus.

Feeling Michael's eyes on him, Marcus raised a paw. [One hundred gold!]

Michael grumbled to himself. Darn, I've raised a greedy tiger.

Still, he nodded. It wasn't a bad deal, after all. "Fine. Payment will be in vouchers."

[Perfect! Gold-embossed vouchers!] Marcus agreed enthusiastically.

[Before we leave, I need to absorb the cores here,] Miaomiao said. [I'll use this cabin, so you all rest in the others.]

Michael vacated the space for her, while Marcus and the Garetts disappeared into the cabins they'd picked. Surprisingly, the gargoyles could shrink themselves to a mere 50 centimeters, resembling tiny dinosaurs from the opening scene of a certain dinosaur movie—a sight that made Michael clutch his chest. For a dinosaur enthusiast like him, it was almost too much.

Left alone, Michael began sketching a rough map of the continent, plotting the locations of the 15 artifacts listed on the scroll. If he could secure them all, his collection would surpass anyone else's on the entire continent.

Once he finalized the route, Michael moved on to his next task: identifying the form in which the next person to awaken might be entombed.

He wracked his brain for something he'd read in the royal library—memories of intriguing texts about tombs and rituals.

Conveniently, the location turned out to be a mandragora field. No wonder the mandragoras there are so large and abundant... It seems every criminal in the world has been buried there.

With his plans complete, Michael lay down on the bed, closing his eyes. His thoughts drifted from artifacts to ancient gods, divine energy, and betrayal before sleep claimed him.

He awoke to Miaomiao patting his cheek insistently.

"Wow, I feel great. How long did I sleep?" Michael asked groggily.

[You slept like a log. It's been eight hours,] Miaomiao replied.

"What? Eight hours? No wonder I'm starving. Let's head out; we're already late."

[Everyone's ready. You're the last one,] she teased, giggling as Michael scrambled to get ready.

The group flew to the coastal area beyond the Draco Mountain Range, successfully excavating the tomb of the ancient god and retrieving Ianes's Spear.

The journey turned out to be easier than expected, and the rewards were more than satisfying. The return trip was smooth, taking just two and a half hours from the coastal cave to the mine.

Upon arriving at the mine, they faced a dilemma.

"What should we do about this hole?" Michael asked. "If we just cover it up, people will get curious."

The problem was resolved quickly when Garett stepped forward, offering to use his guardian abilities. Pressing his paw to the ground, he chanted an incantation, causing the hole to seal seamlessly as if it had never existed.

[Now, access will only be possible if accompanied by Lady Nefertari or myself,] Garett explained.

Michael mused. I should really give these guys a raise. They're amazing.