Chapter 278: Getting a Bright Companion (2/2)

It was many times tougher than steel with the same dimensions.

Using all the force and technique at his disposal, Jyorta erupted with his strongest slash of the time, barely managing to cut a 0.8-centimetre-thick rope. The highest among the Espers was 1.1 centimetres. It turned out to be the same boy who occupied the room adjacent to his.

For a moment, Jyorta recalled how he had troubled the other party daily in the mornings through his alarms. After a moment of thought, he conveniently brushed it off.

George obtained the highest score among Warriors, managing to cut a 2.8-centimetre-thick silk rope. The event had been held two months ago, so the scores might turn out higher now. But even then, cutting through the silk ropes before him was beyond Jyorta's physical ability.

'I don't wish to leave too much traces of corrosion in the absence of Madam Mila.' Jyorta sighed once. In the times he trained at the entrance of the path, Madam Mila wiped out all traces of his corrosion after he was done, keep it secret from the rest.

That was why he was disappointed when he learned of her absence. It meant he had to clean up after himself, unless he wished to keep the traces for someone else to discover.

Usually, anyone would just attribute it to the Spiked Lizards who stored acids in a sack underneath their tongues that they shot to melt the bones of their prey. But, suppose Laila were to make an investigative sweep, then she might sense the difference. He didn't wish for his corrosion to be revealed to her.

Using the hallucination, Jyorta made the Two-Faced Firefly dart around, allowing him to inspect his surroundings. Failing to notice any Floating Spider, he observed the silk layer, trying to sense relatively weaker sections.

In the meantime, he noticed the lack of any Ring Worms underground through his soul domain. He then unleashed his domain, spotting several areas there were relatively weaker. But the difference wasn't big enough to give him an advantage.

Finally, he arrived at the left extreme, watching the spot where all the silk ropes were attached to the wall. The walls were yellow, a sign that they were made by Madam Mila. Jyorta unleashed his two Soul Corneas, flattening them into a long sheet of paper.

Morphed paper thin, he passed a Soul Cornea through the layer of silk, layering it just beside the wall. As for the other Soul Cornea, he layered it on the ground. He intended to cut an L-shaped section, separating its hold from the wall and the ground.

Moreover, since he affected it on the bottom-most corner, it wouldn't cause any disturbance to the structure, preventing the Floating Spiders from being alerted. Moreover, he also wished to use it during his return.

If he made a commotion and bored through a big hole, then by the time he returned from his exploration, the hole would have been patched up. Suppose he didn't have enough energy, then his fate would be to wait in the second layer until he ran out of energy and suffered enough damage for the staff to pull him out.

He didn't wish for something that foolish, hence his decision to affect the corner.

The blue soul connected twenty soul tendrils to his Brain Crystal, siphoning away the psychic energy for the operation. After taking in a deep breath, he furrowed his brows, willing the effect.

The blue face in the blue soul opened its mouth to send a ray of blackish mass into the two Soul Corneas. The two Soul Corneas turned jet-black in response, fully suffused with the effect of corrosion.

Immediately, the silk threads began to corrode, like thermocol coming into contact with a candle flame. The energy expended though was anything but little. With a brief estimate, he noted an 8 percent expenditure of his psychic energy.

But despite the heavy expenditure, the result made him smile. In the span of two seconds, he had managed to finish corroding their contact with the wall and the floor. 'I have become a bit strong.'

Using his stronger psychic arm, he picked up a spindle, using its flat side to push the silk layer. Thankfully, the strength in his psychic arm was enough to move it. Jyorta crouched on all fours, carefully proceeding through the gap.

He made extra sure to avoid coming into contact with any portion of the silk layer, even the speed at which he moved the silk was as slow as possible. Once he crossed to the other side, he gently placed it back, correcting it to ensure it looked the same as before, even using the blue soul to send the related memory fragment to his brain, pulling up the image for cross-reference.

Finished with his careful measures, he heaved a sigh of relief and began to descend the stairs, feeling partly excited. 'The second layer, here I come!'