by Ivory Scott
Though this took time to explain, everything was completed in only a couple of seconds.
Charlotte Slaughter let out a powerful sound that could only be interpreted as a bark, as the two Spirit Wolves next to her used their respective lifeblood powers to form magic circles under their feet as they charged toward that black-robed man in the sky. The black-robed man saw the two Spirit Wolves and was inwardly startled. The Spirit Wolf Species was a type of Origin Beast.
These were magical beasts that could cultivate! Unlike Vicious Beasts which had to evolve by feeding on others, an origin beast simply didn’t need to evolve to become stronger. They could cultivate their origin force! Origin beasts were born in pairs from world veins. When beasts die and decompose the world absorbs their everything and uses it to reconstruct it’s own creature. For an origin beast born from the world vein their mate was always born with them! The only thing scarier than powerful origin beasts were origin god beasts.
The black-robed man saw that the left was a River Spirit Wolf while the other was a Molten Spirit Wolf. Water and Fire, Yin and Yang, these beasts would not be easy to deal with.
The River Spirit Wolf had already turned into a liquid form, as its paw lashed out like water whip attacking rapidly and consecutively. The black-robed man and was forced to block with his saint weapon over and over again. Behind him, the Molten Spirit Wolf spat out a stream of magma. The magma entirely scorched the black-robed man’s back!
“Greater Earth Devil Palm,” the black-robed man launched two palms imbued with voodoo earth power one for each Spirit Wolf. From his hands two palm shaped boulders the size of an adult male shot out so rapidly like missle fire. The River Spirit Wolf transformed into a waterfall and avoided the attack, but the Molten Spirit Wolf was knocked tumbling away.
Void Shift!
Meanwhile, Charlotte operated her origin energy suddenly vanished from where she was floating. When she reappeared in the void 200 meters away, she immediately smashed down with her Swordfire Death Halberd, causing a tempest of slaughter-sword qi to collide with a figure hidden in the void.
Bang!
A sizable explosion followed the collision between the halberd and a short sword in the hand of Trevor Graves, who was knocked back several steps before regaining his composure, “My, my…you have grown, Slaughter. You can actually contend with this humble one for a bit? Truly intriguing.”
Charlotte Slaughter herself was knocked back a few feet. Since she had successfully sneak attacked this bastard, it was safe to say that their strength was equal. She felt disgusted that this bastard dared to refer to himself as ‘this humble one.’ Only the saints who followed the righteous or orthodox paths would be respected as a humble one. As a saint who focused on the evil path, or a fallen angel, Trevor Graves was the worst type of scum. She didn’t bother responding with words and instead slashed out with her saint weapon.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Trevor frowned deeply, but it couldn't be seen through the golden light shrouding his face. They had clashed over 20 times but had yet to gain an advantage. He hadn’t expected that this woman had reached such a level. He felt he should have waited awhile before capturing her before, and the harvest would have been much more significant. He continued to clash against Charlotte while he spoke out, “Are you so dismissive towards your former husband? We were once one you know.”
“You will die!” With these words, Trevor seemed to have crossed Charlotte’s bottom line. She completely snapped and attacked berserkly with her saint weapon.
“Tch,” Trevor made a tooth sucking sound as he lamented the failure of this mission, “This mission is busted. We’ll have to try another method.”
He seemed to sense a certain qi, and he quickly produced a black crystal from his spatial ring and crushed it as soon as it appeared. The next thing Charlotte knew, spatial laws radiated outward and Trevor was teleported away in an instant.
“Coward!” screamed Charlotte Slaughter. She was aware that Trevor had just been toying with her, but she still felt totally peeved that he escaped so easily. Turning to the black-robed man a couple hundred meters away, Charlotte starts smirking evilly. She couldn’t possibly kill Trevor, but what about his lackey?
In the skies above the House Shu estate grounds, two brutal battles were taking place. Meanwhile, Jodye was holding on for dear life to the Winter Spirit Wolf who ran at insane speeds.
"How could she be so sure I would even be able to endure this?" he grimaced because of the powerful shockwaves combining from the fights above and the heavy wind pressure. He felt the threat of death from these shockwaves.
Whatever was going on today, he was becoming aware of one thing. He was being targeted by forces with a strength that he couldn’t even fathom, and they didn’t want to tickle him. If it weren’t for Charlotte’s quick thinking and efficient actions, Jodye would likely have been kidnapped. Merely, he was worried about Charlotte. Could she face those foes all alone? Jodye simply had no clue how prominent these people were, he couldn’t gauge it at all.
“JOSEPH!” Jodye was awakened from his thoughts by his fathers bellowing voice that seemed to shake the whole estate.
“Pops, I’m here!” screamed Jodye Trill at the top of his lungs. His father had told him previously that if Jodye could hear his voice, then his father would also be able to hear Jodye’s own voice. Sure enough, in a couple of seconds, the Winter Spirit Wolf slowed to a stop before bowing deeply. Osiris Trilleck appeared next to Jodye like a wind ghost.
“Ke Si,” said the House Lord after arriving. As Jodye heard a soft bell chime behind himself, he simply looked at his father who spoke to him at this moment, “Little Joe, go home. It’s too risky to have you here. You’ll be safe with your mother.”
Osiris placed his finger on Jodye’s head, and the boy instantly lost consciousness. The House Lord looked in the direction of Scarlet’s fight, before speaking to his butler, “Take him. Keep him healthy, my friend. I’ll clean up the House Shu.”
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Sky Fall Legend
Chapter ten
Life at House Trilleck
When Jodye Trill woke up the next day, he was in his mother's courtyard, his head in her lap as she played the harp. The woman looked like a celestial maiden entertaining the heavenly court. Listening to this music, Jodye felt some strange strength entering his body. He activated his Mind's Eye to investigate and was shocked to see that the music seemed to contain origin force that gentle sunk into his veins and blood, slowly tempering his body.
The peaceful melody served to do the same for his soul. It took a total of two hours for Jodye to even recall what happened before now. The moment he did he abruptly sat up, alarming his mother and cutting the tune short.
"It's okay, little Joe. Your home. No one can hurt you in my presence," his
mother comforted him in a soft and sweet voice. Jodye relaxed his tense body and begin to look around. He was indeed back home. However, when had he even lost consciousness?
"Come, my son. Now that you are awake it is time to resume your studies," Lady Isis stood up and grabbed Jodye's hand. She didn't try to carry him, as she had already learned this little twerps temperament. He was unwilling to be coddled like that, which was opposite to most children who desired it too much, "We do not have a lot of time, and you will no longer be accompanying your father for the time being."
The rest of the day Jodye accompanied his mother, and she refused to mention the previous incident no matter how much Jodye asked. When he was on the verge of tears, all she told him was, "Charlotte is perfectly fine, I'm sure you will see her soon. As for House Shu, it no longer exists. In two weeks your father and I will be getting honored by the Pharaoh himself for exposing the corruption of House Shu. You do not need to worry over these things, you must focus on studying all you can before the fates summon you."
Two days passed just like that.
Today, he was again with his mother, third mother, and older sister. The First Lady, Isis Trilleck, was very shocked when Jodye Trill was able to read and write fluently on his third day of lessons. Then again, Lady Isis was becoming increasingly numb to her son's abnormal talent and comprehension skills. When not studying, Jodye spent a lot of his time playing with his older sister, Kamila Trilleck, usually in her room at her mother's palace. During this time he hadn't seen his father or the honored wolf pack at all.
At this moment, however, Jodye Trill was sitting against the east wall of Kamila's room in a daze, while Kamila Trilleck told him stories about her dreams as usual.
"...but the big vicious three-headed dog didn't scare Milly in this dream on account of Milly being super strong, but not as strong as the little brother. Little brother was the strongest!" Kamila Trilleck chimed along in her little bell-like voice. She had grown closer in speaking style to his mother, as she had been received Isis Trilleck's personal disciple. Of course, Jodye wasn't sure what this even meant. He didn't see a difference between now and before, other than Kamila not being able to scare off his mother like she did her other teachers.
"Your dreams are...truly odd," Jodye Trill commented absentmindedly.
Subconsciously, there was something about Milly's dreams that made him feel highly suspicious. Though he couldn't quite put his finger on it, the more he learned about the uniqueness of this world the more suspicious he grew. Such things were likely not just coincidence.
Kamila sometimes dreamed about things that it seemed shouldn't even belong in this world, in Jodye's experience. Of course, this could be wrong. There was also this one particularly dreadful nightmare that had reoccurred a few times, though Jodye and their mothers were the only ones who knew as it involved the death of his father. To speak of such a thing was blasphemy and anyone would be punished if they dared. Alas, this was not where Jodye Trill's attention was currently centered.
Jodye Trill entirely couldn't focus his attention on his sister's dreams right now. His heart was racing. Due to his host awakening, the range of Jodye Trill's spiritual sense had shockingly increased to 10 meters! Had Jodye Trill told anyone about this he would understand just how rare it was! Unfortunately, he just hadn't. This was because he didn't know what a child should and should not possess.
He had learned from the previous incident that she shouldn't show off too much. There were already people wanting to kill him! What Jodye did know was that it now honestly felt like all five of his senses were combined when he activated his Mind's Eye.
This was the real spiritual sense. With Jodye's spiritual sense spread out, he was able to know everything going on within ten meters around himself. Once he reached the next level in spiritual force, he would be able to freely manipulate Mind's Eye. This was indirectly the reason for the acceleration of his heart. As he was experiencing the limits of this new skill, he accidentally 'saw' something thrilling.
As it turned out, the bath was in the room directly opposite the wall he was currently sitting against. On the other side of the wall, a mere 20 feet away, completely naked, and present for reasons Jodye could only guess in his mind, was his father's second wife, Lylian Barong. Her mature and beautiful body was on full display as she washed with help from her maid's water magic.
Her creamy white skin appeared to be glittering and had a translucent luster to it. Her skin was satiny and smooth, like a young girl. Her towering chest was perky, with no sag what so ever, and there were two bright red pearls dead center of each tower. Even a monk would lose his bearing when staring at the work of art reflected in Jodye Trill's mind.
Such a delicate and slim waist shouldn't be capable of appearing on a married woman who has had a child. Below that was a heart shape grassland that made Jodye Trill's head spin. He knew it was wrong. This woman was his second mother, the mother of his father's oldest child, his unknown elder brother, Horus Trilleck, "But damn, how could any man under the heavens not fall under the spell of such a magnificent creature."
"What did you say little Jojo?" asked Kamila curiously.
"Ah, nothing," replied Jodye mechanically.
"Okay, will Milly was just saying that last night, I dreamed about..."
Although it was true that his own mother was consistently in the nude, her bearing was more noble and graceful. Plus it was his mother, it was impossible for him to feel anything other than slightly queasy and epically appreciative when he saw her body. Lylian's body, however, was utterly a muse for Jodye Trill's lewd thoughts. It had to be said that in his previous life, Jodye was not a saint by any definition.
With great effort, he withdrew his spiritual sense after a few more minutes of peeping. On the other side of the wall, Lylian Barong casually glanced at the wall after that weak spiritual sense was withdrawn. There was a strange glint deep in her eyes before she turned her attention away.
After calming himself down, Jodye took his sister Kamila Trilleck and walked over to his favorite stream, which was separating Lylian's courtyard from his mother's.
"What are the third little brother and this second little miss going to play now, little third brother?" asked Kamila Trilleck with her little head cocked to the side like a puppy.
"We're going to sing, and throw rocks by the water. Then, we can lay in the grass. My ma says that I have to try and make my main soul all calm and tranquil, like a lake so I will be able to sense the platform of destiny." Jodye Trill was collecting rocks as he responded.
"Yay, okay!" Kamila Trilleck clapped her little hands with a radiant smile on her face, before giggling, "Milly likes to sing and play with third brother! Little Jo Jo, Milly wants to ask..."
"You want to know what the Destiny Platform is?" Jodye Trill looked at his sister and said, only to see her nodding vehemently with sparkling eyes. Jodye Trill laughed involuntarily, "This is a little... complex, so listen closely okay?"
Jodye Trill took his time and played with his older sister, as he tried to simplify the information for her to understand. After all, Kamila Trilleck was a rather smart child, and he didn't know how many days like this they had left.
The destiny platform existed within the void, as a small part of the nine-layered heavens. When those possessing Sage bodies have their host soul awakened, they will soon after temporarily align with the world's laws of fate!
This temporary synchronization forms a spiritual bridge between the laws of fate and the souls of man. At this moment, the one aligned will be able to sense the existence of the destiny platform and have their consciousness transported into the eighth layer of the sky to 'see' the platform. The Fate Essence in the platform of destiny will then condense into Artifacts of Fate, spiritual tools shaped by the potential of your main soul.
The amount of artifacts one sees depends on the level of their destiny. The most ever recorded is 10, but these things are hard to document. Everyone's experience is their own. To
become a sage, one must use an artifact of fate to awaken their Combat Soul.
"But Jojo, what IS a combat soul? What do they DO?" asked Kamila Trilleck pouting like she couldn't understand.
"Well...think of a combat soul as like a superpower that's unique to you. It's destiny, and you can either fuse with your soul or summon your soul as a partner," Jodye Trill explained patiently. Unlike Jodye, Milly had already turned three. Jodye felt that her dreams were probably related to her 'awakening.' In his opinion, this was also why his mother accepted her as a personal disciple. It was best he tried to educate her a bit, as she was rather easily distracted.
The awakening of a combat soul can be done in two ways. The first option is to fuse. The artifact must be refined and absorbed to become an inseparable part of the soul of the one aligned, through a process called 'Fusion.' In this process, wherein the Combat Soul's soul flame merges with the artifact, as all of its essences are transferred to the main soul, transforming and becoming a part of it. The sealed consciousness of the combat soul turns into a Source Spirit, which could possess functions such as acting as a weapon spirit for Combat Gear or even increasing battle power.
The second option is to choose an artifact to serve as a medium between the Combat Soul and the Host Soul. This allows the Host Soul to enter into a symbiotic relationship with the Combat soul through a process known as 'Synchronization,' wherein the soul flame of the combat soul becomes a dependent of the host soul. The sealed consciousness slowly grows in strength with the Host soul but retains its independent thought.
The drawback of the first method is that your body composition and bloodline could be altered based on the soul essence absorbed, and this may corrupt your lifeblood. However, the advantage would be a much larger force genesis.
The drawback of the second method is that that the main soul would have minimal control over the abilities of the Combat Soul, but the advantage would be having a mighty helper once one made it to the latter stages of development, as well as lifeblood powers inherited from the soul's combat abilities.
The difference between the artifacts of fate could only be felt through the soul by communicating with the objects themselves. Though the artifacts had no consciousness, it was still possible to hear the mysterious voice of the fate laws. If the artifact you wanted didn't communicate with you, you would be taking a risk by pairing with it.