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Maroon was falling down loosing all the power in his body and soul as Leylin flickered his fingers and a dense green orb filled with life force and vitality emerged out of his hands and immediately dived into Maroon’s forehead.
‘What? What’s happening…. ‘ Maroon lost all hope for his life but he magically observed as his deteriorating body was enveloped into a green warming and energizing dome and all the injuries accumulated over his body were being treated in a speed observable by eyes.
He was startled and amazed with a gaping mouth as he looked up to gaze on the confident and imposing figure of Leylin, at this moment it seemed as if he could do anything.
Maroon wanted to say something probably express his gratitude, but the sudden comfort along with brewing rush of rich life force and loss of adrenaline combined together has kicked in the mountain of fatigue build inside him as he slipped into unconsciousness.
‘Strange?’ Leylin furrowed his eye brows because as soon as the healing light enveloped Maroon all of his body conditions were relayed to him directly. The physical injuries aren’t a bother but Maroon has extremely crippling soul injuries as well. The extent of this injury could be defined as being similar to Lancy’s but instead of her sudden outburst keeping her out of commission Maroon’s conditions is like a venom slowly gnawing at him.
‘His soul is very strong, I reckon if not for the injuries he would even be comparable to a Rank 4 Morning Star Magus but he is still not quite there. To grow by this much is really amazing.’ Leylin walked near his unconscious body and smiled, he was really very interested into knowing what has transpired since he was gone to trigger such a circumstance.
It has been around 9-10 years since Leylin’s spiritual seed contact with this world, at an estimation of the different time flow rate between Spirit Mark World and Magus World it would correct to guess that around 120 years have passed.
Generations have changed in this huge time span, especially when one consider the little life span of the inhabitants here, as even a Rank 3 equivalent Country Monarch lives for only 150-200 years.
Even though Maroon with his body strengthening was obviously much better than them and his life expectancy is also higher but he has also turned from a raging youth to a middle aged man living about half of his life span.
‘I am sure a lot must have happened in this while, your strength is a direct indication of your current status.’ Leylin threw a spell and a shadow servant emerged as it proceeded to carry the unconscious body of Maroon inside the Cabin as Leylin leaded the way.
Leylin knows that the injuries Maroon has inside his spirit is definitely not the handiwork of those weakling from before, if they were able to do so then Maroon would have died a dozen times over by now.
This is an injury that only someone at the level of Continent Sovereign matching the lofty Morning Star could cause.
“As per my previous knowledge about the state of this place and an educated guess, there should be only one such person at that level in this locality. But the question remains, why would Maroon even dare to go near that person and how the hell did he survive his wrath?” Leylin looked puzzled but hundreds of possibilities flashed through his head as he mildly smiled.
Leylin looked at the beat up Maroon with a thinking expression, he has a way to treat Maroon but at first he would make sure to get what he wants.
Leylin pushed the door of the cabin and enter the house as dozens of arrays activated and shoot attacks at him, obviously Leylin would only yawn at them as he dispelled them immediately. This was probably Maroon last defence for his child, he would really bang his head if he knew the ‘potency’ of such things against Leylin.
Leylin commanded the shadow servant as Maroon’s healing body was carried by the shadow servant and laid on the mattress in the living room. Leylin could have a rather easy time prying open the secrets of Maroon and see for himself the events of Spirit Mark World and current trend, but he was still cautious because Maroon may choose to blow up his soul alter.
‘Let’s see what happens after he wakes up, I have all the time in the world to get what I want. I doubt he would not be agreeable in a fully consciousness with his child in my vicinity. He would definitely not to anything stupid.’ Leylin turned around and started walking inside the small living and towards a closed door. Maroon unconsciously may have a radical reaction but in his awakened state he won’t dare.
The again, Leylin is just taking it safe and more importantly savoring the moment. At his level there isn’t much trick a rank 3 irrespective of his speciality could pull.
*Click*
Leylin opened the door as he entered a small room, the room was rather cozy with a serene atmosphere and at the center of the room on the floor inside a cradle a little spirit mark baby was sleeping.
Leylin walked near the child and looked closely, the baby body was pale but there was a faint rue of redness on her cheek and she looked specially cute.
“She is not a purebred.” Leylin as a master of bloodline could easily tell Maroon connections with this child and could also register a certain difference in her contrasting to others which wasn’t apparent on her physical appearance.
‘Her body is exceptionally good, a great soul talent too. She can go miles if correctly…. ‘ Leylin was thinking indifferently as he was about to leave because his interest was dulled but suddenly a peculiarity caught his eyes, “A. I. Chip, begin analysis at microscopic level of the child and the surrounding.”
[Beep! Task Established! Scanning….. Scanned! Data extracted!] A. I. Chip intoned as it projected a few graphs of data before Leylin’s eyes. Leylin has created different clones and each clone has an integrated connected A. I. Chip server which enables better coordination and clone synchronization.
‘This?’ Leylin stared at the data before him as his body vanished and reappeared outside again as he stared at the blown up corpses with a contemplating gaze.
“This place is much more interesting than I thought.”
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Atma Clan,
Within a hidden basement room,
This was a room constructed by a huge collection of rare resources and it’s the best environment for cultivating, only the elders and important seeds have access to this place and those who resides here are the most important figure of Atma Clan.
It’s filled with a gloomy atmosphere and complicated runes. It gave off a dark atmosphere that would cause one’s heart to palpitate. The are spirits which hauls and constantly flickered around, causing the Spirit Mark Members walking along the passageway to break out in cold sweat.
“The feeling of this area really gives me the chills…” A rather high class spirit mark race member spoke as he walked inside to give a gloomy news.
After that unfortunate incident which happened not too long ago, the Atma clan has lost a lot of high-ranked personnel. This led to a lack of manpower, as Many higher ups were also heavily injured and one such important person, this spirit mark race member is going to meet now.
Passing through the alley, the Spirit Mark Member arrived at a red door. The uneasiness he felt had reached its peak.
“Great Elder, this is Cameal seeking an audience!” he transmitted after a momentary silence.
“Come in!” A rather old and exhausted voice was heard. It was an authoritive voice, but there was something oddly jarring about it.
While wondering about it on the inside, Cameal showed the utmost respect as he bowed and entered.
Behind the large red door was a giant room filled with runes. The walls were full of gathering and condensing runes, as well energy isolation spell patterns.
At the heart of the room was a chair where soul shaking power surged, producing grieving spirit sounds.
An elderly person sat on the chair and he looked very aged like a human fossil and somewhat fragile, clad in char green rope. His eyes were unfocused as he seemed to be thinking about something.
“Elder Red!” Cameal bowed, watching the man with fear. His presence irrespective of his skeleton like body caused Cameal uneasiness!
