Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest Chapter 1980: Stepping Out Of Seclusion

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Elayne stood there, feeling no frailer after choosing that species. Shockingly, both races had merged without the slightest conflict. Because she had become a Sword Revenant first, that remained her primary body while the Abyssal Myconid fused on top, granting her an incredibly unique appearance.

Although her species remained distinct, she could now be called an "Abyssal Myconid Sword Revenant." Even better, a deep abyssal darkness gathered in her hands—the raw power of the Abyssal Myconid.

[Congratulations, you have successfully evolved your Race [Netherworld Plant Colony Vessel – Tier 1] into [Abyssal Myconid – Tier 2]!]

[You learned the Skill: [Abyssal Shroud – Tier 2: Level 1/20]!]

[Your Skill: [Netherworld Farming Arts – Tier 1: Level 10/10] has evolved into [Abyssal Netherworld Farming Arts – Tier 2: Level 10/20]!]

[Your Skill: [Mycelial Dominion – Tier 1: Level 10/10] has evolved into [Dark Mycelial Domain – Tier 2: Level 10/20]!]

[Your [Soul Fortitude] Stat has increased by +5,000.]

[Your [Nether Essence] Stat has increased by +10,000.]

[Your [Ghostly Power] Stat has increased by +10,000.]

[Your [Cursed Energy] Stat has increased by +10,000.]

"Incredible," Elayne smiled faintly. The dark veil covering her face made her look as though she were mourning the dead—which she found she rather liked. "I suppose it’s time to show everyone how much I’ve changed."

Elayne stepped out of her house with nervous excitement and found the rest of the people working there. They had all gathered after sensing the powerful surges of energy and the profound changes within her body.

As they spoke, Elayne opened the door and walked out, waving to everyone. She wore the slightly translucent ghostly dress Chalk had gifted her, which made her look utterly ethereal—especially now with her striking new appearance. Some people barely recognized her.

"Hello, everyone," she said in her familiar voice, easing those who had mistaken her for a stranger. "I’ve changed quite a lot. I finally evolved... and I’ve grown much stronger. Thank you for your patience all this time."

Elayne felt a rush of nervous energy as the Undead chanted her name and raised their arms in celebration, but the feeling eased the moment her family came forward to greet her.

"Elayne! I’m so glad you’re finally back!" Mark said. His blazing spiritual and ghostly body had also grown stronger since his own evolution. He pulled her into a tight hug.

"Mark!" she replied happily. "A-Aren’t you bothered by my appearance?"

"Ah, honestly, it’s a little shocking—but not in a bad way," he smiled gently. "You’ve become even more beautiful in my eyes."

"Aw, Mark!" Elayne shed a small tear and kissed him passionately as they held each other close.

Mark conveniently forgot to mention that he loved tall women, so this was a major win for him.

"It seems you’ve evolved, Master Elayne. Congratulations," a tall skeleton stepped forward, clad in ghostly armor and radiating a powerful spiritual aura. This was Norman, the Bearman Skeleton—the second largest member of the group after Mark. While he shared Mark’s skeletal nature, he had chosen a different path, tempering his bones to become harder and stronger. He aimed to become the ultimate walking fortress, protecting Elayne and everyone else—especially Dorothy.

"I could sing a hundred songs about your beauty, Master~!" Dorothy the Songstress Ghost sang out, her voice melodic and clear. Her appearance had grown far more detailed and refined after her recent evolution. The beauty she once held in life had only deepened now that she had become a Ghost Banshee.

"Well, it was about time you evolved," Sailor stepped forward. He too had grown more handsome after his own evolution, hinting at the striking man he must have been in life. "I don’t know why our strongest member took so long. I wonder what held you back?"

"It likely had to do with her immense potential," said another tall, handsome figure radiating great power. This was Blank Silvester Velberth, the White Ghost noble and the religious order’s newest yet strongest member. He had joined Elayne after deciding, at last, to live for himself instead of following his family’s demands. "Congratulations, Elayne. Now that you’ve left secluded cultivation, I assume you can hunt again? We must complete your Class Rank Up Requirements quickly. The stronger our leader, the larger and more prosperous the Domain becomes for everyone."

Blank had not been idle. He possessed a genuine talent for management, paperwork, and administration. Elayne had gladly assigned him many such tasks; he now served as the cult’s accountant, treasury master, and domain manager whenever she was away. He actually enjoyed the work that everyone else found tedious.

"I see. Thank you for all your help so far, Blank," Elayne said warmly. "And yes, I believe we should go hunting soon—once we reach our destination."

"Wow, Mama, you became so big and strong that the entire Domain grew with you!" Little Hope floated beside her in her ghostly form. She now resembled a pure white spirit, dazzling and adorable, her living features clearer than ever after evolving alongside Elayne’s Domain. "I became bigger too, I think!"

"Little Hope! Yes, I can tell, my dear—you’ve evolved as well," Elayne said, hugging the little ghost girl, who nodded happily.

"Master Elayne... your Cursed Runes... they are almost ready to Rank Up..." Shade, the Shadow who had joined the cult, spoke shyly as he appeared amid the crowd, fidgeting with his long fingers. "Shall I help? Your soul... feels ready for a new one."

"Yes, I was thinking of doing that soon, Shade," Elayne nodded. "I don’t need any special materials?"

"Nether Crystals and Spirit Stones will suffice," Shade replied. "Beyond Tier 3... you will require the hearts of powerful Bone, Undead, or Ghost Beasts..."

"I see. That’s fine for now," Elayne nodded. "Hm? Oh, Granny Yaga!"

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