Chapter 124—Temporary Relief
"Godhood?" Sli#47 tilted his body, doubtful.
Elder Sli nodded. "Yes. Godhood. After one becos a god, they gain immortality."
He glanced at the young sli with a small grin. "Even after getting killed, they can resurrect themselves—or have backup plans to survive. And there are many tiers of immortality."
"Tiers of immortality?" Sli#47’s eyes widened with intense interest.
But to his disappointnt, Old Sli waved his hands, refusing to continue. "It’s too early for you to know all that."
’He always stops at the interesting parts.’ Sli#47 clicked his tongue, knowing there was no use begging.
"Elder, do you know any passive soul-defense skills?" he asked.
’I need a skill. If soone in the sli farm has a soul attack, it will deal more damage to than normal attacks—and that would make everything even more troubleso,’ he thought.
"Let think," Elder Sli said.
He closed his eyes, sorting through a set of skills.
"Which type do you like?" he asked. "Mana, aura... or true magic?"
Young Sli recalled the problem. ’Ordinary skills might not work on , since the remnant of authority is still lingering.’
He muttered under his breath, "Since it only allows attacks... it will definitely stop normal passive skills from working—unless they’re authority as well."
After a few monts of thought, he requested, "I want one that doesn’t require energy, but works directly with soul essence itself."
Elder Sli nodded. "Yes, I have one."
"But it’s very dangerous to learn." His eyes narrowed. "Are you sure?"
Young Sli nodded.
’Well, I have no choice,’ he thought bitterly.
"I’m not joking," Old Sli warned. "Touching soul essence is pain—hell itself."
"And the skill you want requires moving and shaping soul essence directly." He stared into Sli#47’s eyes.
Young Sli nodded without hesitation.
"I’m already used to pain," he said, recalling his newly acquired divine skill—Extre Pain Tolerance.
"Very well." Old Sli’s voice turned serious. "I’ll teach you... Soul Mantle."
"It uses soul essence to form a barrier around the soul." He spoke with calm authority. "After you form the barrier, it keeps protecting your soul until it breaks."
He added, sounding almost pleased, "If the barrier breaks, you’ll have to form it again—aning you’ll experience the pain again."
"It shouldn’t be an ordinary skill, right?" Sli#47 asked, thinking. ’He actually took ti to choose it. Unlike before, when he taught spells instantly.’
Old Sli grinned. "This skill evolves."
"If you have one layer, it’s common rank." He continued, "The more layers you create, the stronger it becos—and the higher its rank. An evolutionary-type skill."
"Plus skills..." Sli#47 muttered, grinning. "How could I forget the extraordinary skills I gained from the elental sli race skillset?"
He still rembered how absurdly strong those skills were—second only to true magic.
"Good. Let’s start," Old Sli said sharply, waving his hand.
They bounced to the combat training area.
Sli#47 sat with his eyes closed and focused.
"Can you sense your soul?" Old Sli asked.
"No," Sli#47 answered bitterly.
"You’re lacking perception." Elder Sli snorted. "Of course you can sense it. You’ll need ’D-’ rank perception to do it naturally."
"Still, there’s another way." His tone softened slightly. "Use mana or aura."
"Spread mana throughout your entire body—leave no part untouched."
’As expected of Elder Sli... he knows solutions,’ Sli#47 mused with a slight grin.
"Stop smiling and focus," Old Sli scolded sharply.
Young Sli slowly spread mana throughout his body.
With his control, he sensed every inch—every fragnt.
Using mana, he entered his core.
Inside the core, his mana spread across the space.
’A hole...’ he mused as a thread of mana discovered a dark opening leading deeper within the core.
He sent a ray of mana into it. The mana shaped itself like the young sli.
Soon, more rays followed.
Inside Sli#47’s soul dinsion...
"It’s in such a sorry state..." he muttered.
Two huge dark-white spheres floated in an empty gray void.
Bulky golden chains wrapped around one soul—and half of the other—leaving not even a small gap.
He focused on the half-suppressed soul.
A white barrier surrounded it, extending from the other half of the soul that was sealed by the chains.
"It’s utterly smashed," he whispered.
The barrier leaked, cracked all over.
So cracks were large. So were small.
He couldn’t find even a few inches with a proper, intact barrier.
Wisps of white energy flowed out of the cracks.
Transparent white energy also pulsed through them.
"Those wisps are my soul essence leaking..." he muttered. "And that transparent white energy is the remnant of Ti Authority."
[ Ding! You can now sense your soul! ]
A notification flashed.
If he had received this notification before this loop, he would have been ecstatic.
But staring at the miserable state of his soul, he stood still for a few monts.
He patted himself. "Focus on the present. Past is past."
He took a deep breath.
"Let’s try moving the essence... yep, I can control it," he murmured as the soul essence shifted according to his will.
Then—
A jolt of chilling pain hit him. Bone-shattering pain.
Yet he didn’t even blink.
"If I felt this pain in the first loop, I might’ve died from it," he muttered with a bitter smile.
After so many loops, he had beco extrely tolerant of pain.
After a few minutes, he glanced at the delicate dark-white barrier he had ford beneath the cracked will barrier.
It was solid and thick, extending even under the golden chains.
"Good," he grinned, noticing the soul essence leakage had reduced by a lot.
’This gives more ti to live.’
A faint smile appeared. "A temporary solution."
Then his eyes narrowed. "It’s a pity it can’t stop the leak completely..."
Because the barrier itself was made of soul essence.
It would disperse little by little over ti, and new soul essence would replace it from within.
But few wisps of dispersed essence wouldn’t return back to the soul—because of the cracks, it would flow out instead.
[ Ding! ]
End of the Chapter.
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