Chapter 1367 The Black Cavalry (1/2)
After feeling light-headed for a moment, Sally quickly gained control of her body and arrived at a dark place where the only source of light was the light spots flickering before her.
Upon instinct, she released her spiritual sense and tried to reach for those flickering light spots, dancing without a care in the air.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, they began to gather, intensifying their brightness. The disorganized light spots formed an intricate pattern, connecting with each other.
On the outside, Darren and the others watched intently as Sally closed her eyes, falling into a deep sense of concentration as she cultivated.
”It seems that Sally has been accepted without any complications and has begun comprehending the old turtle's skill.
Old turtle, what about the rest of us?” Finley asked, growing impatient.
Annoyed, the old turtle just closed his eyes once more, shutting them out entirely. Their haste and indifference were infuriating to the old turtle. He cursed their guts in his heart. 'With such a vile attitude towards me, how can you expect to earn my inheritance?'
”Guys! I have communicated with the battle beast! Look at this flashy skill I just earned!” An excited shout was heard from the sky.
Whoosh!
The next moment, they watched as a fiery red spear darted from a giant beast's claw and pierced its way through the void.
”You think that's cool? Check this out. I have communicated with the battle beast too! I've acquired a teleportation skill!”
Another person perched atop a giant eagle flashed wantonly in the sky, teleporting many times in a row to keep the spectators glued to himself.
For a moment, dozens of creatures dominated the airspace, taking turns to flaunt their newly acquired skills to the awestruck crowd below.
”They're all so cool. I can't help but envy them...” Weber confessed honestly with envious eyes while witnessing the spectacle from the sidelines.
However, they only had this old turtle in their possession. Regardless of their desires, they couldn't display such flashy skills. After all, there was a visible difference in abilities between the turtle and the other battle beasts.
”Turtle, please, we need you to cooperate with us. Show us how powerful you are. We want to know about the skills in your arsenal so we could comprehend them quickly. If you don't set your ego aside, you'll suffer the losses just as much as we would when we're pitted against our enemy in battle,” Darren pleaded, sounding desperate. At this point, he was even content with a fraction of the turtle's power, if not all.
Listening intently to Darren's pleas, the old turtle shot him a side-glance. Out of all the others, the old turtle held an indifferent impression towards Darren. At least he didn't dislike him entirely.
The next moment, Darren felt a mouthful of faint yellow energy breach the walls of his body, claiming their territory.
Similar to Sally, Darren, too, was exposed to the light spots frolicking about in the air. Each of those spots connected with each other, forming ten unique patterns.
”What am I supposed to focus on? There are so many of them...This is so complicated.”
Darren was struck with confusion from the sight that greeted him. These ten patterns crisscrossed and formed ten space diagrams. Each of these space diagrams had eight faces, and each