Chapter 13 - Chapter 13: Chapter 12: Ascending to the Extraordinary (2/2)

The first rank on the Path of Knowledge is “Chronicler,” with the extraordinary traits “Profound Memory” and “Speed Sketching.”

“Profound Memory,” as the name suggests, allows the Chronicler to possess an unforgettable memory capacity. Even after several years, they can clearly recall every detail of anything they have seen.

“Speed Sketching” means the Chronicler acquires an extremely precise depicting ability. Any scene, creature, or object they hear or see can be represented via drawing.

And any scene, creature, or object that is depicted by a Chronicler becomes more easily destructible unless someone destroys the Speed Sketch.

Lucius and his son, Byrne, collaborated to test this. A stone drawn with Speed Sketching could have its hardness in the physical world become as feeble as black bread, easily broken apart by hand by an ordinary person.

Without a doubt, “Speed Sketching” can become a strong and powerful support-type extraordinary ability in combat.

The spiritual power a “Chronicler” advances in is quite substantial, even nearing that of a “Servant” in the Divine Sacrifice, with a slightly higher physical prowess than a “Servant.”

The power obtained at the first rank of the God Pantheon stairway still has a gap when compared to traditional Extraordinary Exponents of the 1st Level.

Karl judged that they would likely have to reach the 2nd Rank before they could match the Extraordinary power of traditional Exponents at Level 1.

In his mind, he knew there were a total of twelve ranks on the God Pantheon stairway, while the traditional Extraordinary levels on the Ouden Continent only counted five.

And even Exponents who reach the 5th Level can’t even begin to compare to the gods.

Clearly, the potential upper limit of Consecution power is much higher in the later stages!

Although all three members of the Fischer family had become Extraordinary, aside from Irene, the other two hadn’t revealed their identities yet.

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Lucius, wearing a breastplate, arrived in a small alley in the East City District of Nasir City. The young man in a black robe in front of him was a wine peddler, smiling as he scanned the surroundings for any strangers.

“I’ve bought wine from you several times in the last half a year, and indeed, it’s quite delightful and memorable. Is it true that you have channels for smuggling wine?”

Lucius narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the young wine peddler, and continued, “If there’s more smuggled wine, I would like to purchase a few crates. The Fischer family is willing to cooperate, do you really have a reliable source?”

The wine peddler smiled and nodded, saying,

“Rest assured, I haven’t tricked you. After all, I have a brother to support and would not forgo any opportunity to make money.”

He spoke as if chatting with a good friend, relaxed.

“Mr. Lucius, please come with me.”

“Sure!”

Lucius followed the young wine peddler excitedly. Together, they headed to a port outside of Nasir Town, slowly approaching a warehouse.

“It’s right here,” said the young wine peddler.

Suddenly, Lucius stopped in his tracks, swiftly drawing his blade and dodging to the side.

An axe thrown with great force whizzed past him, striking the warehouse door.

Lucius quickly saw who his assailants were—three jungle natives wearing animal skins and with black patterns on their faces.

“I’ve brought the man!”

The young wine peddler turned and ran, his panic causing him to flee immediately from the location, clearly in collusion with the jungle natives.

“So it’s you guys, I see. You dirt-eating fellows from the jungle finally noticed, huh?”

Lucius said, smiling with narrowed eyes. He naturally knew about the bodies buried near the wooden hut and what had transpired that night.

The mysterious being worshipped by these jungle natives was none other than the Mighty Bloody Demon, and they prided themselves as members of the Blood Cult.

He had been aware that there was a possibility of retaliation.

After half a year, the natives of the jungle finally sought to exact revenge on the Fischer family.