Chapter 459: Bend (2/2)

Looking down at his bloodied hands, orchestrating the movements of thin lines of silver like a conductor guiding a voluminous sonata, he couldn't help but laugh.

This feeling, he had never expected it to feel so good.

Leonel's confidence shot through the roof. He finally felt as though his body could keep up with his mind.

It was almost as though his own body had become one of his familiars as well. He controlled it no differently than he took control of Little Tolly and Little Blackstar.

The two necklaces before Leonel seemed to magically and seamlessly fuse into two.

In the blink of an eye, Leonel completed a task he had spent several days on.

The Treading Goddess Necklace became more resplendent, exuding a silvery aura.

Without looking to the side, Leonel locked onto a Soul Type Ore from the Vein and Vessel piles.

Leonel had already long since picked these two Ores out. If he wanted to give this necklace a sensory boost, this was the only way.

The Vessel Ore was known as Ghost Whispering Ore. It had the ability to continuously absorb and purify Force into Soul Force. It was born in places with exceptionally dark energy and due to this ability to 'create' Soul Force, it became known as the ghost Ore.

The Vein Ore was known as Soul Pulsing Ore. When fed an appropriate amount of Soul Force, it had the ability to amplify it. But, what made it so useful was the fact it was able to resonate with whoever marked it, thus effectively become an extension of this person's own Soul Force.

Due to this Ore's sensitivity to souls and their resonance, it gave whoever fused with it an equally great sensitivity to the resonance of other Souls in proportion to how much Soul Force it was provided with.

When these two Ores came together… The results were exponentially greater.

By Leonel's previous estimates, it would have taken him at least a weak to finish the integration of these two Ores without disrupting the balance of the remainder of the treasure. After all, the more moving parts a treasure had, the more complex it was and the more difficult it was to succeed in Crafting.

Yet, Leonel now felt a confidence he never had before. He felt as though the entire world was in his hands.

The communication between one's brain and their body was a limiting factor to everyone. This was why endless training was necessary to breakdown the body and force it to understand the tasks the brain wanted it to complete.

But, for the current Leonel, at least within certain limitations, he could control his body to the finest detail on the very first try.

All of his mental prowess was concentrated into his hands. As though each joint had become a node to be controlled at his whim, he took hold of his own body like it was a puppet on strings.

Bend to my will!