Chapter 84: Condensing arcane particles (1/2)
Chapter 84: Condensing arcane particles
At night, in the Huge Beasts Enclosure.
Under a giant baobab tree, three half-human demon wolves standing erect frantically tore a spotless-white unicorn to pieces.
The three demon wolves already killed the pure-white unicorn; blood now flowed on its spotlessly white body. The three demon wolves, taller than two men put together, tore its flesh then swallowed it, making strange sounds, painting a ghastly picture in the starry night.
They went away with only a third of the broken unicorn body left, disappearing in the woods nearby, fully contented, their furs covered in blood.
All of a sudden, the wind seemed to carry an even thicker smell of blood. A silhouette, blood-red from head to toe, slowly appeared in the night haze and walked under this baobab tree without a sound.
This blood-red figure was impressively Belo.
He seemed a little more slender than before, and there were scars showing on his exposed skin. Some of these scares seemed from stabs, from claw scratches, some looked like mosquito bites, some even scars of putrefaction. These scars looked just like the tattoos of some special clans during their rites of adulthood!
His clothes were full of dried bloodstains. It was hard to tell whether it was his blood or blood from the giant beasts inside this enclosure.
Belo walked forward without the slightest hesitation when he saw the unicorn’s broken limbs under the baobab tree. He tore off fresh meat from them and started immediately swallowing, mouthful after big mouthful.
He still wore his glasses, but his eyes once again gradually turned blood-red, emitting a disturbing red light.
He lifted his head all of a sudden.
Above his head, on top of the baobab tree, a pair of huge, blood-red, disturbing eyes appeared out of nowhere.
These huge red eyes watched him, and suddenly said, “You did very well.”
“Who are you!” Belo shouted in shock.
“You can consider me your ancestor, or you consider me the consciousness hidden deep within your bloodline. In other words, I am the voice you were searching for, the power of your bloodline.” The huge red eyes watched him. “Many people possessing our bloodline can open these arcane gates, but very few of them can release me from the depths within these gates.”
“You’re the deepest consciousness of the beastmen bloodlines I want to rouse?” Excitement suddenly took a hold of Belo. He shouted, “Are you going to help me?!”
“I am but a part of you.” The huge red eyes told him, “You have to remember… A long long time ago, the reason why we were called beastmen wasn’t because our nation sat among giant mountains in the company of ferocious beasts and giant monsters. It was because of our savagery, because we can recklessly ignite our very lives in the midst of battle, because we possess a genuine heart of wildness. Only people with a genuine heart of wildness can achieve the genuine Wild Transformation.”
“Recklessly ignite our very lives… Genuine heart of wildness… Genuine Wild Transformation?”
The pair of huge blood-red eyes vanished from the treetop, but Belo seemed to sense and understand something. He stretched his hands out. All his spirit concentrated densely around his two hands, as if the extremely dangerous Huge Beasts Enclosure, the whole outside world, ceased to exist.
Blood-red primordial energy appeared around his hands and entered his body like a stream of energy. His face suddenly twisted in pain. The muscles of his arms shifted and distorted.
His eyes became an even deeper blood-red. His hair stood up on end, strand by strand.
The primordial energy gushing into his arms merged with his spiritual strength and the power inside every tiny particle of his body, then compressed itself, transforming into grain after grain of tiny arcane particles rushing into his first arcane gate!
His first arcane gate, like a great gate battered by the flow of a river, opened wide.
“Awoo…”
He started howling like a wild beast some time later. Dazzling arcane particles flowed out of his hands, then abruptly ignited and transformed into a blood-red stream of energy coiling around his body.
His body hair grew longer, and even his nails became sharper. Even the scars on his skin seemed to ignite.
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Almost at the same time, Ayrin was anxiously facing an extremely exquisite transparent disc.
This exquisite transparent disc looking like a crystal artwork was precisely a dwarven benchmark tool that could measure spiritual strength.
“I’m starting!” Ayrin said to Carter and Ciaran standing in front of him, then he squeezed his finger inside the hole on the dwarven benchmark tool.
“Ah!”
Together with Ayrin’s pained shout, a circle of green light lit up on the surface of the tool.
“Thirty-five!”
Ayrin counted for all he was worth. After counting twice and making sure he wasn’t mistaken, he jumped up in excitement. “Teacher Carter! Teacher Ciaran! My spiritual strength tests so high on the benchmark tool, did I already reach the level needed to condense arcane particles? Can I condense arcane particles now?”
“It’s more or less what I expected.” Carter smiled and turned his head around, looking at Ciaran beside him. “I thought he was already close to the required stage when he managed to invoke the Crown of Ice and Snow. He really crossed over the hump after the match.”
“A few months, not even half a year. This must be the fastest record in the history of Holy Dawn Academy.” Ciaran couldn’t help but shake her head. She was mentally prepared already, but she still felt a little speechless when faced with the facts.