Chapter 1670 (2/2)

As the sharp fingers and the intense brow of the Grim Chimera faded, Randidly closed his eyes and savored the feeling of his image. In the stomach of the Grim Chimera, Randidly could still feel the seeds of an evolution waiting to germinate. They glimmered like the palpitations of distant stars. But he allowed himself a satisfied smile when he felt how the feeling around these seeds was slowly beginning to change. The repeated actions the Grim Chimera took to ‘create’ were having the desired effect.

Randidly opened his eyes again and flexed his fingers. But after a week of constant training, he paused. Hmmm… I’ve been training rather tirelessly for this week. It might be time for a small break. Besides… I have wanted to go and inspect my Nether Core directly to see how things are developing…

Then again, he had only been training for a week-

Randidly’s stomach rumbled, earning a chuckle from him. As soon as he thought about Kharon, he thought about real food for the first time in quite a while and his body made its opinion known. Randidly shrugged; even if it hadn’t been very much time at all since he started training, having no distractions meant that he was improving quickly. Plus, the time dilation meant that this diversion down to Expira would probably only be a minute or two in the Nexus.

So Randidly sent a message to Tatiana, telling her that he would be returning for a couple of days soon. Then his mouth twisted into a wolfish smile. If he was about to take a break for a while, Randidly intended to make sure he was thoroughly exhausted before he did so. So he found that connection between himself and the Hierarchy of Burden and strengthened it. He reached his prior limit and charged directly past it.

His shoulders began to tremble. His skin was tingling. To forcefully withstand the contractions of his muscles, Randidly activated his Yggdrasil image. His hair turned emerald and his veins began to release a luminous golden light. Those precious veins pulsed with power, flexing themselves to keep his body from curling inward under the grip of the electromagnetic current.

Congratulations! Your Fatepiece the Hierarchy of Burden has grown to Level 6!

Congratulations! Your Fatepiece the Hierarchy of Burden has grown to Level 7!

Randidly’s whole body was trembling. He stood transfixed with his mouth slightly open and bolts of crimson electricity leapt from one side of his mouth to the other. His eyes were blank and unfocused, concerned primarily with the constant war being waged across his flesh as electrical impulses became so constant that they were indistinguishable from his neurological orders.

Yggdrasil’s reliable form manifested above him in the shaft. The rutted bark, the rustling leaves, the looping runes that detailed the secrets of the universe… the image flared with righteous light and suppressed the electricity running rampant across Randidly’s person.

Perhaps the Yggdrasil of a few weeks ago would have bulked before the suppression of these natural electrical phenomena, but several times this past week Randidly had taken long walks through his own image. Each time he had firmed up his foundations, strengthening the core feelings of the World Tree. Now, there was a precious warmth to even the environment around Yggdrasil. And this brilliant sense of peace, growth, and acceptance became a weapon to fight against the rising tide of physical chaos running through him.

Randidly’s shoulders never stopped heaving, but his face gradually eased from a grimace into a stern look of focus. His eyes were blazing as his golden veins fought to earn him a point of balance. Temperance, huh…

Randidly aggressively pushed himself even further.

Congratulations! Your Fatepiece the Hierarchy of Burden has grown to Level 8!

“Sssss….!” This taste of a more violent brand of lighting smashed against his carefully achieved balance like a sledgehammer. Randidly’s brilliant golden veins twitched and struggled against the power of his own body. His obscenely high Stats became the weapon of the electricity against him. Gradually, Randidly curled inward like a shrimp, despite his best efforts.

Congratulations! Your Skill the Golden Roots of Yggdrasil (L) has grown to Level 350!

Congratulations! Your Skill the Stigma of the Stillborn Phoenix (L) has grown to Level 335!

Congratulations! Your Skill the Golden Roots of Yggdrasil (L) has grown to Level 350!

When he had exhausted his mental energy by pitting his image against his body, Randidly banished the sympathetic connection between himself and the Hierarchy of Burden. The electricity vanished. Instantly his body began to tingle. Randidly smiled sweetly and released a relieved breath.

This was his favorite part; the sensation of relaxation that followed pushing his limits with the Hierarchy.

Then he reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. His tail flicked back and forth behind him until he forced the limb to curl innocuously around his waist. “Alright… back to Kharon. Five years, huh… Let’s see how things have changed without me.”