Chapter 142 - Froggy Friend (1/2)
'Huwaa, that is a lot of potent curses. I'm hundred percent sure that it can even kill a Tarrasque Inchling effortlessly.'
MF could try to help her troubled vassal by condensing the overflowing ruinous substances but that would only ruin the fruit of effort in her first-try victory. Deep within her heart, she wanted Ki to be capable of harnessing her own power. Although definitely not within the first try.
The psychological pattern of a deity was different from those of normal mortals because of their unique origin, hence why MF felt troubled herself on what to do to encourage her.
”Take a deep breath, and stop trying to condense your curses because your consciousness strings will end up fueling the unstable lump of energy like how bees are attracted to pollen when they see one.
”I know that you didn't mean to fuel it to this extent. Everything will be fine~”
”R-really!?”
Following the prepared contingency plan within her mind, MF ended up helping her hard working vassal in the end. From her left palm, MF used the dark seed of creation to sprawl and branched away, eventually enveloping the turbulent energy in an instant.
As Ki stopped sending more of her substances, the lump of curse was trapped inside the branches-cradled globe made out of dark and dense bio-material that had already been infused with the 'faith of perpetual creation'.
MF then used her 'Material Layering' ability to change the genetic of the biological material into a translucent strengthened glass, so that Ki could channel her curse substance while having its visual.
'That action legitimately made me waste 800 bits of perpetual creation faith due to how strong she is now. Seems like the Deity of Tribunal Blight might end up destroying a Citadel or two if I can't keep an eye on her.'
The swirling dark particle danced in rhythmic pulsating motion. In and out, the waves collapsed and clashed at each other to create a dangerous yet mesmerizing phenomenon. Every time it made an impact of its own, it sparked a fiery purple jolt and bright yellow vapor.
Ki's eyes sparkled, whether it was by awe of her master ability to deal with the situation, or on how she had grown faster than she expected after possibly hundreds of years sitting on the bottom of the food chain.
MF smirked with a contented tilt of her head. ”Just like a wild spark in a wasteland, it goes where the wind goes until it vanishes. Your temper is your own wind within this desert. Be calm and blow the short-lived pyre to ignite at the right spot, to make a warm campfire!
”Now, try focusing your mind again, and think of your heart as the wind.”
”Just like the wind.”
Ki took her master's suggestions to her heart and actualized it. She established her consciousness strings with her curse substances again.
”Hohoho, now you only need to put the chao# piece by piece with each other, then glue them with your soul's tentacle pushes.”
”Yes!”