Descending Into A No Chapter 40:New Disguise

Chapter 40: 40:New Disguise

His unique signature of mana was slowly reawakening. No longer would he have to resort to the regular non-signatured mana that he absorbed.

Even if it was high quality mana, suitable for every type of spell. Raymond would choose to have his two dinsion and ti attributed mana in a heartbeat.

He might suffer a loss of efficiency and strength whenever he casted a spell that wasn’t dinsion or ti based but it was worth it.

Letting out a long breath, he slowly opened his eyes. Raising his left hand, he controlled so of his mana to leave his body.

Like two small streams of water, his two different mana flowed out from his fingertips. Weaving intricate patterns in the air from his control.

The deep shade of purple and the golden amber made for a beautiful sight. It was a sha he would have to hide one of them, awakened forming a new type of mana core was relatively normal. Rare but normal, forming two new types was unheard of.

He quietly pumped his fist in the air, he didn’t want to open the system to check but he could tell a significant amount of his stats had returned to him as well.

Laying down on the ground, he turned his head to the pile.

Originally it was around the size of a small vehicle, after Raymond’s absorbing spree. There was only a few small items left.

’Better then I thought.’

He was quite surprised that he didn’t need to use it all. He was ntally prepared for the worst case scenario where he would have to tap into the other two piles for more mana. Now he would have extra for his other two projects.

That ant he was probably pretty close to naturally reactivating his cores already. With only a few more months at most.

He felt his entire body suddenly twitch and shake. His hair itching and his muscles seizing.

Quickly sitting up, he removed his ring from his left pinky and tossed it far away. The small gold ring with his disguise ring was created with face morph which was a fourth circle spell he had to heavily modify.

Right now, he could see the engraving continuously flickering. Struggling to maintain its morph on Raymond who had suddenly beco way stronger.

With a bright flash a small pop, the ring exploded—leaving a small burnt spot on the training hall floor.

But Raymond didn’t care about that right now. He keeled over, his heart beating fast. Sweat pouring from his head as he clenched his teeth.

With the ring removed and destroyed, the morph spell which kept Raymond in disguise was now gone. His body now reverting to its original form to when he was seventeen.

He scread in his head, he was ntally prepared for this feeling yet perhaps the absence of pain in his life had caused it to feel so much more intense this ti!

After a grueling session, it finally stopped. It was only a few minutes yet Raymond felt as if it lasted for several hours instead!

Panting, he summoned a water mirror. Gazing at himself in the reflection.

He had almost forgotten what he looked like, it was only two years apart but the difference was almost night and day.

His face was more defined, his bones sharper and slightly more prominent. His eyes appeared more mature, enhancing his overall facial harmony.

Compared to his current self, they looked more like two brothers rather then himself in only two years.

’Puberty hits like a truck.’

It was only for two more years, two more years then he could rid himself of the disguise forever. Ever since he beca the perfect human, his bodily age had regressed to when he was seventeen and had stayed like that.

He could purposefully age himself up, but he couldn’t age himself down which was why he was just stayed as he was. What if he regretted aging up one day?

Groaning, he scooted himself over to the second pile. Picking up a small ring, he summoned his staff—sothing he hadn’t done in a long long ti.

Running his hands over the staff, it slowly shifted into its needle form. Carefully holding it in his right hand, he got into a comfortable seating position and begun his work.

His wooden needle carefully scratching a design into the ring.

It was the sa engraving as previously, Raymond was just strengthening it and improving its capabilities.

It already worked well enough, there was no need to change it too much.

In the end, he was left with a ring that looked remarkably similar to the one that just exploded.

It’s patterns humd slightly. Luckily engraving was very different from casting,

Rather then casting, which required him to use his own mana. Engraving let him use ambient mana.

This made it so that most engravers didn’t actually need to be able to cast spells. If they had the resources they could engrave whatever their skills allowed then to.

Quickly finishing the two engravings on the outside and inside, he slipped it back onto his left pinky.

Steeling himself, he channeled his mana through the ring.

"Urkkh-!"

He groaned, pain was always a horrible thing to go through.

Biting his lips to the point it bled, he clenched his fists—drawing blood from his palms.

He tried to think of other things for the next few minutes. Ice cream, pain, Ellen, his first club etings.

Fortunately, the morph didn’t need to do much. It was only reversing his body age by two years.

Compared to before when he reversed it to when he was ten, it was a shorter amount of ti.

Panting, he laid down on the ground. His body sweaty and his muscles sore and tired.

He contemplated just sleeping on the floor, but then he rembered how comfortable his bed was.

Using the last of his energy, he used his brute force telekinesis to bring his phone over to him.

Dialling the number, he waited for her to pick up.

"Hello?"

His voice was hoarse, "Ellen...co pick

up..."

She ended the call.

Raymond felt slightly worried for a bit, what if she just didn’t care?

He would probably be extra sore in the morning from sleeping on the hare floor.

His worries were quickly erased as he heard the door to the training hall open, Ellen striding in towards him.

She stood over him for a bit, "You look and sll horrible."

"I did this for you, can’t you be grateful this one ti?"

Sighing, she bent down and scooped him up with her hands. Carrying him princess style.

Relaxing in her grasp, he had to fight his tiredness to not imdiately fall asleep. He felt drunk, his thinking was slow and his thoughts irrational.

The vibrations from her walking caused his drowsiness to fade away slightly.

"Can’t you be more gentle at least...? And why carry

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