Chapter 141: Tier 2 Blue Soul (1/2)
Atika Light sensed a faint disturbance in the surroundings, the source trailing from Jyorta who sat on the floor before her. She inspected his condition, arriving at a conclusion based on the data obtained through her Skill.
Tier 4 Skill—Cataclysmic Inferrer!
While retaining the Skill at an activated state, her body ballooned up, soon flattening up across the front, turning into a 2-dimensional figure. Her limbs retreated into her, replaced with limbs made up of psychic energy. Her body floated to the air, arriving at the back of Jyorta, separated by a distance of two metres.
Three circles formed on her front, emitting a beam of light, transparent to the eyes. The beam of light fell on Jyorta, causing faint projections to appear overhead. The projections were blurry to the extent they looked like dust flying through the air due to an updraft, their motion visible due to the ray of sunlight that cascaded the area.
Tier 5 Skill—Mystic Lord Transformation!
Noticing the state of Jyorta, his concentration occupied to the extent unable to sense his surroundings, Atika light voluntarily activated her Tier 5 Skill, trying to glean concrete information through the phenomenon she had sensed.
Atika Light concentrated, modifying the beam based on all the information she had accumulated, turning it faint blue, solidifying the projection formed overhead. The projection turned into a face, a replica of Kaushik from his previous lifetime.
The face was a shade of dark blue, sporting a pair of eyes that were jet black. It turned around, witnessing the beam of light fall on it, the source originating from an old lady who looked to be in her forties.
The blue face opened its mouth, forming a set of words that resounded in her mind, ”You have grown well, Atika.”
Atika Light felt shocked, her eyes widened in surprise, hearing the voice resound in her head. She then heard the blue face speak further, contorting her expression with a trace of fear.
”Probe any more, and my arrangements will be destroyed. Then, the essence of corrosion infused into him will invade your soul, corroding it in a matter of minutes, leaving you behind in a vegetative state.”
Atika Light dispelled the beam of light, having sensed an intense sense of danger through her extraordinary senses, watching the projection slowly fade away, leaving behind a final sentence that resounded in her mind.
”Your abilities are unique, the only one in this world. Based on my research conducted long ago, as long as you are alive, another human will never come to possess your Tier 5 Skill. It is a saddening fact that you failed to reach Tier 6 but, the child next to you will be able to inherit it. I'll also destroy the remaining influence of Gajara Rahi in her and make some preparation. Even though this will expend the remainder of my will infused into his soul, this will be worth it for the future of humanity.”
A flash of blue flickered towards Heima, seeping inside her soul, changing its inherent composition. Another flash entered Atika Light, instilling numerous memory fragments in her mind, bypassing all the guards she had installed in place.
'The Trait of Transference.' Atika Light formulated a name based on its details, thinking it through based on her rich experience, not taking the information at face value. Only when she confirmed it in relation to her trove of knowledge was she willing to believe it.
”I can't believe a part of him still lives on inside Jyorta, despite his death. The domain of the soul gives you some leeway to play around with life and death.” Atika Light sighed, deactivating her Tier 5 Skill.
She solely used her Tier 4 Skill to gain as much information as she could, also making notes on the knowledge she had gained, trying to derive a mystical technique.
The blue face melted, expanding along the inside of the blue soul, drowning all the memory fragments. It soon began to contract, pulling everything towards the centre. Many soul tendrils attached themselves to his Brain Crystal, siphoning all the energy in a matter of seconds.
The Caterpillar began to voraciously consume Brain Crystals, almost to the point of overloading Jyorta's body due to the massive influx in psychic energy. The blue soul absorbed all the psychic energy it could get, also forcing the Wisdom Parasite to Nurture at a faster pace, leading to his body thinning out.
The blue soul began to shrink, getting compressed every second. The blue substance inside it was akin to a pond trying to swallow up all the leaves that had scattered over its surface. The drowned memory fragments dissolved into the mixture, turning into specks of light, illuminating a faint blue hue.
The blue specks of light converged into the centre, forming a sphere, attracting all the dark blue substance filling up the blue soul. The dark blue substance converged around the sphere, almost turning it black.
A pair of eyes appeared overhead, forming the blackest substance in the world. It oversaw the happenings, unknown to Jyorta who had his mind focused on controlling the dark blue substance inside the blue soul.