Chapter 69 - Tulistans Awakening (1/2)
Back to her normal form, a tall and gorgeous lady with an alluring smile that was fierce yet curious. Mature assets, but spirited and young bratty face, in contrast of bountiful mountains. Silky smooth although it was paler than most demi-human in Neamh, making her look mysteriously entrancing.
Her presence in that form was extremely domineering even without her ominous wings. The angelic ring of plasma on top of her jet black hair did the job well in balancing her creepy smiling tendency with a mesmerizing dancing silhouettes of runes at the halo exterior.
While her eyes were upon the scenery of her precious land—proud of herself, she was reminded that she promised to do anything that her wife asked in the exchange of leaving her in charge of the Citadel to prepare for the encounter with the universe serpent, except that it didn't really matter anymore due to how deviated it was from the original plan with how everything snowballed into a hell of a giant mess.
”A big animal?”
”Giant animal!”
”Big milky sack.”
”Chew chew grass.”
Surprisingly to her, the 'Minor Overseer' trait from the fusion of the divine crown and her halo did affect all kinds of sentient creatures other than wisps. The grasshopper, the bunnies, the deer, even the tiny bugs such as caterpillars and ants.
'So just like the wisps, my words could be interpreted by them too. Fufufu, angelic sorcery is fascinating.”
Although they are of low intelligence, they might be useful in the future.
But that wasn't the main focus that she had right now. Her crimson gaze peeked to the pitiful hellspawn, wondering what she meant by 'awakening'.
It wasn't because the 'awakening' is a rare phenomenon of itself, but such a thing rarely applied to a highly intellectual being unless they forced them using some kind of artifacts or a highly precious awakening pill.
The 'awakening' itself could be seen as an existential breakthrough, adapting to the state of soul and energy that its physical vessel was forced to contain. Something like a forced evolution or intricate mutation for the soul of the host to survive. After all, living beings were meant to live long and copulate as much as they could.
Normally, it mostly applies to a mystical beast and plants. Gaining a proper sentience was one of them if they haven't had it in the beginning. Because lowly living beings such as plants, shrimps, ants, most insects, and other living beings lack a proper critical thinking device like a brain.
Not only does that affect the physical vessel, but akin to physical cultivation, the soul was affected immensely and contributed a lot for the instant adaptation. Their soul literally evolved so they could store consciousness and infuse a high critical thinking-capability metaphysically without any brain.
The same with everything that gains a life from inanimate objects.
Hence, the demi-human of Neamh rarely goes through a natural awakening. The Underworlders might deem awakening as a natural occasion there but that isn't the case for the mortal in here. Curious, MF wanted to see if she could abuse this for her plan of creating super soldiers disciples in her future sect.
”Wakey wakey.”
Through a chemical process on her finger tip, she used her mana as a fuel to spark an electricity, shoving it to the hellspawn's nose hole.
”GWAAAA!?”
MF greeted her with a gentle smile. Instinctively, Tuli looked left and right to search for the entity that could threaten her mental and physical state. After assuring her that she was still alive, she looked at her master with a teary gaze.