Chapter 107: New Ability
Ability: Perfect Body
An Incomplete Divine Ability, the Perfect Body Ability is the unique active Ability of the Six Armed Deva. By drawing heavily on the energy in one’s Soul Spell Matrix as well as the natural energy in the surrounding environment, this Ability allows the Six Armed Deva to temporarily enrich and enhance every single cell in their physique. Their defensive prowess, offensive strength, and physical speed are vastly enhanced. Further, this enrichment affects their mental state, allowing them to perceive the world around them at a slower pace while empowering their senses.
‘Wow.’ Dorian thought, looking over the info Ausra had on the Ability Yukeli had used.
‘But when did I gain the Bloodline of a Six Armed Deva?’ He asked in confusion.
‘You do not possess that Bloodline.’ Ausra’s voice rang out in his head.
‘Then how did I get the Ability?’ Dorian’s memory of what Yukeli had done was rather vague. He could only barely remember him activating the Ability.
‘Multiple Abilities were combined to form it.’ Ausra replied coolly.
‘What?! I can do that?!’ He replied, astounded.
‘If you are aware of the exact energy engravings and symbols required to create and form an Ability and impart it on your soul, and are willing to risk combining multiple Abilities together.’ Ausra responded.
‘Umm, how many engravings does it typically take to create an Ability?’
‘Simple Abilities consist of ten thousands to hundred thousands, while more complex Abilities consist of millions to billions. These engravings and symbols are also dependent on the makeup of the host’s Soul, and will shift from person to person.’
Dorian’s eyes widened. That sounded incredibly complex.
‘And he just did all of that on his own?’
‘Yes, that is correct.’
Dorian had to hand it to the guy, he was like the records said. An absolute genius.
He looked over the Ability again, something catching his eye.
‘This is an ‘Incomplete Divine Ability? What does that mean?’ He mentally asked.
‘It means it is a Divine Ability that is incomplete.’
Dorian rolled his eyes at the unhelpful response.
‘What exactly is a Divine Ability?’
‘An Ability that is Divine.’
Dorian stood up, throwing his hands in the air.
He was currently standing in the room he’d reserved in the Bakin Bell Inn. It was the morning of the next day. He had several hours till noon came around.
In that time, he’d decided to go over the treasures he’d gained from the Spatial Rings of the Nightlord, and review what happened with Yukeli. Especially this new Ability he’d gained.
‘And do you have any data on what a Divine Ability does?’ He only barely managed to keep the sarcasm out of his mental voice.
‘Divine Abilities are complex, mystical Abilities that grant abnormally powerful effects. They are far more complex than all other Abilities. Little else is known about them, information about them is outside of my data.’ This time, he got a real response, albeit one that was not very helpful. Most of it was information he could’ve guessed.
“Hmm…” He muttered aloud, looking over the info for his new Ability one more time.
“I’ll have to test it out later.” He nodded his head.
He looked over to a small wooden dresser that sat next to the bed he’d slept in. The two Spatial Rings he’d snagged from the Nightlord were there, already searched.
They were higher quality Spatial Rings than his own, each holding up to 12 cubic meters of space. A rather substantial amount.
The contents of the rings, however, were very different.
The ring the Nightlord had wanted to pay him off with contained 20 Million-Mint Gold Shields, about 3 dozen Magic Herbs of varying types, and a few random Artifacts. He recognized a pair of Red Iron Artifact Shields, and there were a few others that looked similar, though he wasn’t quite sure of their function.
The Magic Herbs, according to Ausra, were all uncommon ones that were used in ingredients for Alchemical products. They had at least some value, though to Dorian, due to the energy he could absorb from them, they looked more like food.
It was only now that Dorian fully realized that the Magic Herbs that old Wizard on Hasnorth had given him to rescue William had actually been mostly common Herbs, none of them rare or expensive. Many of them had been odd, but none really that valuable.
‘That old bastard.’ He shook his head ruefully and then shrugged,
‘He probably didn’t have anything valuable with him after all that time.’ The old Wizard had been dead a long time, and most of his possessions had most likely been looted by his killers.
The ring that the Nightlord had kept for himself, on the other hand, was far different, despite their equal sizes.
Nearly 350 Million-Mint Gold Shields, several glowing swords and several dozen glowing shields, a few large chunks of blue crystal, several miscellaneous artifacts, hundreds of strange looking Magic Herbs.
‘Wow!’ He’d hit the jackpot this time. He held, here, a veritable mountain of wealth, even without being able to identify most of it.
He slipped both rings onto his right hand, next to his own Spatial Ring, after looking over the treasures for a bit.
‘I need to get them identified. Maybe I should go to some auction of sorts?’ From his research on the 30,000 Worlds, Dorian was aware that large-scale auctions were very popular on Major Worlds or certain Exotic Worlds.
“Hmm.” He rubbed his chin. He didn’t have time to sell anything here in Oceapal, but perhaps he would once he crossed the sea over to the neighboring continent of Pashal. Pashal was very similar to the continent he was currently on. It was composed of several dozen small kingdoms or City-States, with no major force in rule or power.
“I’ll do it live.” He tossed the thought from his mind with a swish of his hand.
Two of the Spatial Rings on his fingers had tapped lightly together. Dorian stared at them for a moment, a new thought entering his mind.
“What would happen if I put one of these Spatial Rings into the other?”
He looked at the rings closely.
“Ausra?” He asked, hopefully.
‘I have no data tha-‘
“Never mind.” He sighed, cutting her off.
He put the two rings next to each other, one in each hand. He slowly began to push them together, his eyes narrowed. A bead of sweat dripped down his forehead.
Just as they were about to touch, he froze.
“None of those Wizards, or anyone else, ever carry a Spatial Ring inside their Spatial Rings. There’s probably a good reason for that…” He rubbed his chin.
“I feel like if I put this ring in that ring, it’ll explode in my face.”
He paused for a moment and then put the rings away, shaking his head.
“Maybe if I was on some comedy show back on earth I’d do it.” He shook his hand at the air above him, pretending to rebuke an invisible audience.
“Now, I’ve got several hours till noon.” He smiled, stretching his fingers,
“I think it’s a good time to pick out my next Evolution and look over my combinations.”
“Ausra, pull up my unused stored bloodlines, at the Master Class and up!”
True Vampire – – – Tayzon Rhino
Midnight Bladetiger – – – Giant Bore Snake
Ester Ground Dragon
Golem Wolf – – – Black Mire Wolf
White Rain Wolf – – – Black Bellied Tiger
Azure Finned Shark – – – Irontooth Horse
Gorrack Troll – – – …etc
(A/N – If the Author forgot to mention a Bloodline or anything, leave a comment so he can correct his mistake!)
“Hmm.” He looked over the list.
“Ausra, what does the Shade Bloodline I absorbed reach its natural growth potential at?” He’d taken in the Bloodline from those downed Shades on Blizzaria before tossing them into the Red Portal.
‘Sky Class. Some variants maximize at the Master Class. The Bloodline you hold maximizes its growth at the Sky Class.’
He grunted and then looked over his options closely.
‘Ausra, are there any particular Bloodlines that might have powerful combinations in the future, looking at my current Bloodlines?’ Dorian asked a question he hadn’t thought to ask before, taking on a new track.
‘…’ Ausra was silent for a moment before replying,
‘I cannot make a complete estimate based on the data I currently have.’
‘Oh? But you COULD make some type of estimate, then? Just not a complete one?’ He queried back.
‘That is correct.’
Dorian waited expectantly.
‘What is your estimate, then?’
‘Of the Bloodlines you currently hold, I can estimate two of them as having great potential Evolution growth, creating significant Evolution chains.’
‘Your recently acquired Shade Bloodline and the True Vampire Bloodline.’
True Vampire – Grandmaster Class (Late)
Maximum Energy Level: 613
Abilities: Blood Sense
A powerful humanoid being, renowned for its powerful sense of perception and innate talent in regards to Blood Magic. True Vampires possess powerful regenerative properties, as well as a strong physical form. At its highest potential growth stage, it reaches the Grandmaster Class.
Shade – Sky Class
Maximum Energy Level: 51
Abilities: Dark Energy
A humanoid being, Shades bear a near-identical appearance to the weaker Human Race, though with an average lifespan 2 to 3 times longer. Members of the Shade Race have an above average ability to sense the laws of the universe as a result of their passive Dark Energy Ability. A side effect of this Ability leads to what is commonly referred to as a Dark Point on the wrist of each Shade.
‘Hmm.’ True Vampire’s had a much higher growth potential, in pure energy levels, but both races had negligible natural strength in Dorian’s eyes.
-Grakon – Growth Stage: (5/5) Grakon Great Elder –
Growth Progress – 248,211/0-
‘I got a nice chunk of energy off that Nightlord. With roughly 250,000 points of energy, I should be able to Evolve both forms, right?’ The True Vampire form was a Grandmaster Class form, which would be pricey, but he should have enough, he figured.
He rubbed his hands together eagerly.
‘Alright. I’ll evolve those two, and then check the Grakon, True Vampire, and Shade forms all together, to see what new forms they can combine with.’
His eyes shined.
“Hehehe…” He rubbed his hands together again. If nothing else, evolving into different forms with different powers was incredibly intriguing for Dorian, and something that was always enjoyable,
“Let’s see what I get!”
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Meanwhile, on a distant World Bridge far, far, away.
A lean, muscular man sat on a tree branch, looking out over the chaotic space that surrounded the World Bridge above him. He wore a set of faded grey leather armor, the insignia of a golden sun emblazoned upon it, with a necklace of the same golden sun around his neck. His hands were wrapped up with white cloth, covering his wrists.
The air around this man seemed to be cleansed and holy, rebuking the advancing darkness of night as the land around him faded to evening. The man’s short brown hair moved slightly as a breeze swept over the area, enhancing his devout appearance
“We should arrive on Magmor tomorrow morning, Prince Isaac.” A voice interrupted this Isaac’s musings as he looked at the sky above him.
“Thank you for informing me, Jasper. I’m glad to see your full recovery.” Isaac smiled warmly as he turned to look at the speaker.
The man wearing a set of tight, white leather armor. He had a handsome face, with long blonde hair that wrapped around his shoulders. His eyes were cold, showing no emotion as bowed slightly.
“It was all thanks to the High Priest’s personal efforts. If our team hadn’t failed so miserably-”
“It is fine, Jasper. The creature you chased was a treacherous one, and Blizzaria is a dangerous land, even for me. We can only pray for the members of your team that perished, and those that remain unconscious.”
“Yes, and it’s comrade was even more treacherous, a vile monster.” Jasper’s voice caught as he spoke, emotion filling him. He vividly remembered the image of that demonic beast grasping onto his throat, choking him into unconsciousness. The horror of that attack was something he would never forget.
“My apologies, my Prince. My emotions got the better of me.” Before Isaac could respond, Jasper stepped back and away. His body shivered, streaks of white light appearing as he vanished in an extremely fast blur.
Isaac watched him leave, his eyes shifting to look a few dozen meters back, into the wooden clearing where his entourage had set up camp.
At the center of the camp, he could make out several other Shades. Their group was small, only 6 other Shades apart from himself and Jasper. They had stretched the remaining forces of the High Priest thin, splitting a couple members off from each of his Axios Teams, including the Fourth Axios Team that had been nearly annihilated on Blizzaria.
All of them were at the Lord Class or Pseudo-King Class. Except for himself, of course.
As the Holy Prince of the Church of Light, it was only expected that he was at the King Class.
His gaze drifted towards the outskirts of the camp. A small frown appeared on his face as his eyes caught sight of the last figure on their team.
A hooded woman stood floating half a meter above the ground. Her eyes glowed a faint white color, and an almost holy aura seemed to surround her. Instead of a regular pair of legs, her lower half was insubstantial, made up of shimmering clouds of grey light, with a few small wavering tendrils of smoke drifting to and fro.
“Veritas.” He whispered the name of the Anomaly, his eyes flashing darkly for just the briefest moment.
The woman turned, almost as if she heard him, her eyes staring directly at Isaac’s own. A tense moment passed as the two looked at each other.
Isaac gave her a warm smile and then looked away, breaking the tension of the moment.
“You can become an Angel of Light, huh? I guess we’ll see if the High Priest is right about that.” He muttered under his breath, looking back up at the sky.
“I just hope we can find this fox and get out as quickly as possible.” He spoke to himself quietly,
“What’s the worst that could happen, right? It’s not like we’re trying to kill a God.”