Reborn as an Extra Chapter 570: Clue to Ellie’s location.

With the untainted soul waves and vital essence from the dragons' unified will surging into Rio's form, he sensed his power surging upward at an astonishing pace.

Prior to this, he had been teetering on the edge of advancing to the mid-tier of S-rank, and this perfectly timed gift propelled his abilities skyward in a single explosive leap!

Without the severe taint of soul and life force in most dragons, Rio might have absorbed far more and surged straight to the pinnacle of S-rank.

Fortunately, their combined might transformed Rio's shadow robe, elevating it to the status of a formidable legendary relic!

Forging a legendary artifact demands immense might, requiring the world's 'laws' to take physical form within it!

Rio perceived that the 'laws' of 'concealment,' 'darkness,' and 'shadows' had woven themselves into his 'Hell-walker’s Robe,' raising it to a true 'SS++' tier artifact, nearly matching his blade, 'Vinash.'

Yet, an artifact's true might and impact largely hinge on its wielder.

In Rio's grasp, 'Vinash' becomes an ideal and devastatingly potent tool of annihilation, but for anyone else, it's merely a doomed blade that spells a wretched end for its bearer.

The 'Hell-Walker’s Robe' follows suit; this blessing has tailored and attuned it exclusively to Rio. No one else could even don it!

'Now I'm geared up with top-tier legendary artifacts... in a game, you'd call this outfitting my avatar with the rarest gear from head to toe!'

Beyond the surge in strength and gear upgrade, Rio received a memory shard from the colossal shadow dragon king.

This shard held records of Ellie and all recollections tied to her that lingered in his mind.

Though miasmic rot had obliterated most memories, Ellie was his offspring, and a parent's bond ensures a child's presence endures to the very end.

'Not even miasmic corruption could erase these recollections... alas, had you not turned against the world alliance, your fate might have differed...'

All beings harbor aspirations and goals, yet they must face the repercussions of the paths chosen to pursue them.

Rio shook his head, glanced at the cube of possibilities, and noticed its guiding direction had shifted.

He lacked the moment to delve into the shadow dragon king's gifted memories, so he sealed them away temporarily while swiftly preparing his departure.

'Lingering here spells peril...'

The enormous dragon tree had forfeited all reason, turning proximity into a hazard for Rio.

The shadow dragon king tore free a vast dragon scale from the colossal dragon tree and positioned it before Rio.

The shadow dragon king and the remaining shadow dragon heads offered Rio a final smile before the pure soul waves faded entirely.

Miasma overwhelmed the gigantic dragon tree, and to avoid escalating peril, Rio dipped his head in tribute, seized the massive dragon scale in one grip, and leaped onto his sword to soar off at maximum velocity!

Rio fled without a backward glance, yet his miasma-sensing prowess detected the dragon heads descending into frenzy in a flash!

Some slammed their heads into the earth, triggering massive quakes and upheavals, while others tore into one another right there!

The whole tree shuddered violently; countless eyes unleashed miasmic rays wildly, unleashing havoc everywhere.

Fragments scattered chaotically as the tree's roots yanked free from the soil, and the vast plateau crumbled amid the turmoil.

Miasma currents turned wild with space-time rifts tearing open from the creature's world authority erupting outward!

Miasma from every side rushed inward, fueling its frenzy and disorder!

Given the spirit realm's fragile space-time weave, Rio could perform space warps, bending the fabric despite his S-rank status.

In one powerful thrust, Rio accelerated wildly and nearly blinked across hundreds of kilometers in split seconds before halting.

Rio then triggered his shadow robe and stealth abilities to slip into total invisibility!

He laid his sword upon the giant dragon scale and drew out every trace of miasma at breakneck speed, then hurled it all aside!

It resembled wielding his sword as a suction device, pulling all miasma from the scale, only to discard it like refuse!

Once fully cleansed, the once-inky dragon scale unveiled its authentic hue.

Grayish-black and gleaming with vivid sheen, its tone mirrored what Rio had observed on Ellie, verifying its shadow dragon origin.

Rio promptly tucked the enormous dragon scale into his space ring and then departed at a measured yet persistent speed to widen the gap from the giant dragon tree.

The miasma blasts from that giant dragon tree packed such force that they spanned hundreds of kilometers in mere instants.

Their intensity vaporized mountains and hills in their path, reducing all to bubbling, tainted sludge on contact!

Rio resorted to cosmic warps repeatedly just to evade those stray strikes, and at times their barrage grew so dense that he burrowed into the ground for cover!

'It's utterly lost to madness... lashing out at anything visible and wreaking havoc without restraint...'

Fortuitously, Rio's goal lay thousands of kilometers distant, granting him the leeway to flee far beyond this zone.

'Cosmic warp drains mental energy excessively; else, I'd have chained it to bolt from here...'

Cosmic warp proved an exhausting art, devouring vast mana reserves, and even drawing from miasma as fuel thinned the local density post-use.

Energy alone wouldn't faze Rio, as he could readily draw more from the ambient miasma, but mental strain posed the true challenge.

Theoretically, Rio's energy was boundless, cycling endless miasma from the environs, yet cosmic warp demanded exact computations and firm mastery.

A tiny error could trap one in turbulent spatial storms; plus, the spirit realm's space-time was inherently volatile.

You might blunder into zones of fierce spatial tempests or tumble into unforeseen rifts.

Cosmic warp functions by creasing space to shorten the span between points A and B through direct manipulation.

However, in shaky, crack-prone space, cosmic warp turns riskier and more draining.

Hence, Rio employed it judiciously.

For a full week, Rio evaded assaults while fleeing until he at last entered secure territory, beyond the marauding dragon tree's reach.

He alternated stealth and velocity modes repeatedly across nearly ten thousand kilometers before breaking free!

'Even blind, untargeted strikes from peak SS-rankers overwhelm utterly...'

Gratefully, the dragon tree couldn't harness its world authority offensively, having shed nearly all rationality; otherwise, such potency would have spanned ranges Rio couldn't outrun.

'The 'Hell-walker’s Robe' truly excels as gear... with mana or miasma to fuel it, I shrug off nearly every elemental or bodily harm...'

The shadow robe aided Rio through countless tight spots, with any gaps sealed by his potent sword intent.

'Yet... confronting peak SS-rankers remains premature for me...'

Rio shook his head, selected a casual spot to settle and recover from mental exhaustion while restoring his mana and miasma stocks.

After a nonstop week of flight, he was nearly depleted!