Chapter 124 - Chapter 124: Chapter 118: Sudden Enlightenment (2/2)

His head throbbed, his body shook uncontrollably, and a great fear rose from the deepest part of his heart!

“Ah!”

Byrne suddenly let out a loud shriek, trembling as he flung the purplish-red stone to the side, took a deep breath, and his chest heaved rapidly.

He clutched his head tightly, the sights in his vision blurring as if the piercing wails and ghastly screams were still lingering in his ears for a long time.

Those things were souls!

Indeed, there was no mistake; what he saw last time was correct. Those pale blue orbs were fragments of souls that had been broken down and reconstructed into the fundamental substance of the purplish-red stones!

“So it’s both an alchemical tool that contains magic power and a mysterious rare artifact that encompasses Spiritual Power. Now I see, it’s because it’s mixed with fragments of souls! That’s why it contains Spiritual Power!”

With his eyes closed, Byrne’s breathing gradually stabilized, although his forehead was still covered in a fine sweat.

He swallowed hard, reaffirming how extremely dangerous the president of the Alchemy Council was!

“How many people’s souls has this crazed bastard used!”

In Byrne’s mind, a very peculiar perception suddenly emerged concerning souls.

What exactly was Spiritual Power?

Undoubtedly, it was a power embedded in the deepest part of the soul, capable of affecting everything in the real world—unbelievably mysterious, unfathomable, and elusive.

All along, the Fischer family, despite continually using and developing the Power of Consecution, had never touched upon the essence of Spiritual Power.

He looked at the candle not far away.

“Flame Manipulation” could only manipulate the flames created by oneself but couldn’t control flames that already existed. Why was that?

Byrne slowly stood up and used a match to light the candle; the flame brightened a small area instantly.

That wasn’t a flame he created by consuming Spiritual Power, so it could not be controlled.

Byrne then raised a finger, creating a small flame that mirrored the light on the candle from afar.

“The flames I create contain my own Spiritual Power…”

He suddenly had an epiphany.

It meant that what I truly control is not the flame but the Spiritual Power; the so-called flame is merely a manifestation of Spiritual Power in the physical world.

Afterward, Byrne made a bold attempt.

He manipulated the flame at his fingertip to fly towards the candle, merging gradually with the fire that originally contained no Spiritual Power at all.

Soon he felt some kind of invisible resistance, then Byrne unhesitatingly increased the supply of Spiritual Power.

Then he laughed in surprise as the flame on the candle merged with his own—all of them now under his control!

“What I control isn’t the flame, but the Spiritual Power. Now I understand! I’ve got it!”

He was pleasantly surprised by his new discovery. Theoretically, if he infused more Spiritual Power, he could even take over the Kesse family’s black flame!

Byrne quickly took out his notebook and recorded his new understanding; then another realization dawned on him.

“Right, theoretically, anything with a soul, whether human or a creature, can possess the Power of Consecution!”

He thought of the “turtle”-shaped mysterious creature kept at home.

Perhaps, it could also become a Blood Receiver—there’s certainly a theoretical basis for it!

Byrne also realized something else—the system of the Power of Consecution had only been developed a little so far, and the understanding of the Fischer family was still too superficial, relying solely on the fragment of mysterious knowledge given by the Lord of the Lost over the years.

Unlike the established systems of “power of Bloodline” and “Power of Spells” on the Ouden Continent, they had been studied for countless years, with various theories, extension techniques, and volumes of books on mystical knowledge written by predecessors, summarizing innumerable heritages.

The system of the Power of Consecution needed to be completely developed from nothing by the Fischer family.

As Byrne was continuously jotting down new notes, Vanessa suddenly knocked and entered the room, bowing elegantly.

“Head of the house, Baron Leander has arrived,” she said.

“Hmm?”

Byrne was somewhat puzzled as the relationship between the Fischer family and the Leander family had not been good since he last rejected the other’s greedy request.

So, why was the merchant-like Baron Leander looking for him now?

“Invite him to the drawing room.”

Byrne nodded, put away his notebook, and decided to understand the other party’s intentions before making a decision.

Vanessa nodded, turned, and left; after a while, Baron Leander arrived in the drawing room.

“Heh, it’s been a long time, Byrne!”

His eyes were arrogant, his demeanor condescended; his plump hands shook slightly, almost nervously, as he kept laughing.

Byrne couldn’t help but frown slightly, acutely aware that the once “merchant”-like Baron Leander had changed greatly!

What was going on with him?

“Byrne, heh, recently, I’ve made enormous gains in the Spirit Realm!” the Baron explained, sitting on the couch, his body trembling slightly, his eyes darting around.

“I’ve reached the middle rank of Transmutation!”