Chapter 1705 (2/2)
Randidly frowned slightly as he observed his released emotions briefly. I suppose I need to be a bit careful about that if the Engraving Guild can use those released emotions to track me. They already know I’ve been here, but… I cannot release any around Nrorce’s farm, lest they find me there…
Ugh, will I need to reply to their offer of cooperation…? Well, at least it seems like the Swacc Family will be distracted in the short term..
When the Stillborn Phoenix was done exhaling, it began inhaling, indiscriminately swallowing emotions and Nether in an indulgence of its primordial hunger. Randidly drifted downward, gliding lightly on the force of his images. The air was becoming thicker and milky as the Nether content steadily rose upward. Still, that increased Nether content definitely stabilized Randidly’s Nether Core, which spun at a high frequency to refine more Nether for the production of large-scale arrays.
Soon, Randidly pushed past the 50% Nether threshold and arrived at the true depths of the shaft. The familiar, floating forms of the meditating Nether Gatekeepers drifted up and down below him as he decelerated and returned ot his usual spot. He even sensed a flicker of recognition from th Nether Gatekeepers and gratefully most of their antagonism had dispersed while he had been gone. He considered approaching and trying to communicate with them, but ultimately decided he had too many other requirements on his plate at the moment.
Then, as always, Randidly began to train.
He started with his newest Fatepiece, which was the most intense and immediate of the tasks available to him. Before he delved more deeply into Nether, he planned on thoroughly testing the limits of his body.
And honestly, perhaps Randidly was still slightly furious about feeling compelled by Don Beigon’s Skills. The pain and restriction of the Fatepiece was a direct foe that he could fight against.
Congratulations! Your Fatepiece the Hierarchy of Burden has grown to Level 14!
As Randidly opened up the sympathetic bond between himself and that glowing inverted pyramid, chains of crackling electricity exploded out of his body and wrapped around his limbs. A growl escaped his lips as the energy constricted around him; at this point, the electricity became so charged and attracted to its own polarity that it collapsed inward on itself just as a black hole would. The wrenching pull was domineering and capricious.
Randidly gritted his teeth and spread his twitching limbs wide. His heart accelerated. His blood rapidly heated, so he blew steam out of his nose in twin streams that curled outward into the shaft.
Congratulations! Your Skill Yyrwood Flesh of Yggdrasil (L) has grown to Level 373!
Congratulations! Your Skill Grit of the Ascendant Bane (T) has grown to Level 413!
Randidly could feel his straining muscles tearing themselves over and over, as the pulses of electricity caused the fibers to involuntarily contract. Of course, his Uncommon Metabolism roared through his body, repairing and remaking any wounds just as quickly as they could be formed.
But Randidly was very aware of how horrifying he was becoming. If one was able to view on a micro-level what was occurring across his body, they would find a sea of bloody muscles, parting and sewing itself together again at near-instantaneous speeds. His form was covered in a thousand tiny mouths, gasping open and then closing, only to reappear a few seconds later. He genuinely felt more like Helen’s Depths of Horror Domain than a person.
Yet he persevered as that horrifying force. Because he could feel the steady accumulation of power within his form as he forcefully resisted the electricity from the Hierarchy, savoring the genuine difficulty.
Congratulations! Your Skill Grit of the Ascendant Bane (T) has grown to Level 414!
Congratulations! Your Skill Chimeric Impunity (M) has grown to Level 403!
That last notification did earn a wince from Randidly. If this is the discomfort with four hundred Levels of Chimeric Impunity… and I’m only 14 Levels into this Fatepiece… exactly how powerful is this thing…?
Of course, he blessedly didn’t know the answers to those questions quite yet. And eventually, Randidly allowed his toil to ease, coming steadily back to his body with several deep breaths and finding himself submerged in a pool of sweat and steam that he had released.
Chuckling wryly about how badly he needed a bath, Randidly shifted his attention to Nether Arrays. His tail wiggled with pleasure and began to excitedly sketch out a new framework with which to experiment.
This time, he remembered to spread his Nether Arrays in the space of the shaft above him, so he wouldn’t needlessly earn the ire of the Nether Gatekeepers.