"It's you," Karsha said, looking at the flying figure. The presence emanating from the figure made Karsha's heartache for a mont. He didn't even know if he could survive a single attack from him. The person was a Sage, like many others, but Karsha sensed a more dangerous aura around him— the kind of aura only Khinux had given off during their battle.
"You're a Mutant… No, you're a Calamity Mutant!" Karsha jumped up in fright and imdiately drew his Enigma sword.
"Who are you, really?" he asked, pointing his weapon at the figure. Although he felt no hostility from him, Karsha knew he had to be prepared for anything. A Tier 8 Calamity Mutant was sothing the current Karsha couldn't handle.
"I should be the one asking that question. Who are you, and why do I feel like I should bow to you?" the figure asked. Karsha didn't answer imdiately. Instead, he used the system to check the figure's details. The info feature instantly captured his information and displayed it.
Na: Morr Durin
Age: 202
Bloodline: Royal Purple Tail Anaconda (Sage)
Cultivation: Tier 8 Calamity Mutant
Mood: Neutral
Strength: 88,900
Agility: 909,000
Defense: 77,000
ntal: 98,100
Soul: 102,500
Attack Power: 120,000 ~ 170,100
"No way, you're Ayarr's big brother!" The figure shook and nearly fell from the air when he heard Karsha's response.
"Who are you, and how do you know that na?" Morris asked, his mood shifting from neutral to slightly hostile.
"No need to be hostile. I t Ayarr and the Shadow Guards back on the island. That's how I know her na—and yours," Karsha said as he lowered his weapon. He wasn't scared anymore. If the figure attacked, he could only try to escape. After all, his speed in the air was faster than most, thanks to his wings.
"Stop lying. The Shadow Guards died 45 years ago," Morris said, glaring at Karsha, a slight killing intent exuding from his eyes.
"No, they're still alive. Dhaka, Alida, Tifa, and Kilian are perfectly fine. They were just poisoned, but I helped cure them. That's how I got to know them," Karsha replied, not wanting to hide anything. If what he'd heard about Ayarr's big brother was true, Morris was a good person—well, a good snake.
Also, Karsha trusted his system, so he knew the figure before him was no imposter. His third eye could also see through illusions, so even if Morris was using sothing to change his appearance, Karsha would have seen through it.
"You really did et them…" The hostility in Morris's deanor vanished instantly, and a look of sadness crossed his face. It was clear he missed his family dearly.
"Why don't you co aboard? No need to keep flying after us like that. I'm expecting so guests, and flying behind us like that will scare them away," Karsha said casually. He didn't feel the need to lift his guard. While he might not be able to kill Morris, he knew he could escape quite easily.
He also had so trump cards at his disposal. His trip across the 10 Treasure Houses hadn't been for nothing. Although he hadn't found exactly what he needed, he returned with a few toys he intended to give to Xian.
Using them to defend himself and flee would be a good thing. At worst, they might capture Xian and use him as bait to lure Karsha out. But buying ti ant gaining a chance to grow stronger. Revenge could always be had in the future.
"Who are you?" Morris asked the mont he stepped aboard, his gaze fixed on Karsha the entire ti.
"You already know my na and who I am, so let's not dwell on that," Karsha replied. "The only thing I can tell you is that I'm soone who survived Snake Island and slayed the 10 Overlords.
You'll find out the rest when you go back." Karsha didn't bother trying to act magnanimous. While those unfamiliar with the island would see him as just a handso young man, Morris saw sothing different.
When Karsha broke the curse, he rged with two things. The first was the Destiny Key, which revealed so information about the Unknown People. The second was the Overlord Token, which made him the Overlord of the island. His control over everything on the island was unparalleled.
Since Morris was from the island, the reverence and respect that all islanders felt toward Karsha would affect him as well. Being an Unknown, Morris was supposed to bow to Karsha. The only thing stopping him was his royal blood and strength. As a Calamity Mutant, Morris was only a few steps away from becoming a World Boss.
< Host, this individual has an unstable aura. This may be due to an incomplete breakthrough. If they don't complete their breakthrough, their core will be destroyed, which could kill them. >
'How can he fix it?' Karsha was taken aback, but since the system had identified the problem, it could probably help resolve it.
< Absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy will do. >
'Can Tier 8 cores fix it?' Karsha wasn't one to hold back, but since he didn't see a Destiny Key on Morris's head, pulling out a Tier 9 core was out of the question. Helping him stabilize his cultivation base felt more like professional courtesy. Besides, he was Ayarr's brother, so offering so assistance was fine.
'Good. I still have 26 Tier 8 cores left,' Karsha thought. He wasn't sure if the upper levels of his treasury on the Red Planet would have more cores, but he knew that if the first level alone contained Tier 7 to Tier 9 cores, then the higher levels likely held even more powerful ones.
"Before you ask anything, you need to stabilize your cultivation base first. Any further delay will affect your core and could kill you," Karsha said as he retrieved the Ice Dragon Rune Knife and began drawing the Nine Star Absorption Array.
"Sit here," he instructed. Morr didn't complain and followed his directions. When he broke through to Tier 8 and beca a Calamity Mutant, he was supposed to have stayed in seclusion for at least a month to absorb enough spiritual energy to stabilize his core.
His Mana Core had been destroyed and transford into a Spiritual Core, requiring ti to fully stabilize.
So pills could help with this, but Karsha wasn't sure if Morr had any of them. So, they would have to do it the long way. Morr had been forced to flee because of the arrival of the Two Great Sages.
"You can circulate the energy entering your ridians into your core. Don't resist," Karsha instructed as he placed five Tier 8 cores into the array diagram. Morr felt boundless spiritual energy flow into his body. Following Karsha's instructions, he began channeling the energy into his core.
Twenty minutes later, Karsha added another five cores. The entire process took one hour before Morr's core was fully stabilized, but Karsha made him remain in the array by adding three more cores to ensure stability.
"Before you ask any questions, why don't you answer a few of mine?" Morr nodded, allowing Karsha to smile and begin.
"How did you get off the island? From what I know, those on the island can't leave, even when the portal opens. So how did you manage to leave?" Karsha asked.
He had once inquired with the Shadow Guards about why they didn't leave the island to break through to higher levels, but they explained that they were restricted to the island and couldn't leave. So, if Morr was now off the island, how did he manage to escape?
"I ca here by accident," Morr began. "Forty-five years ago, when the humans attacked our domain and forced the Overlords to strike, I was injured by a soul attack from one of the humans. My shadows couldn't heal as quickly as they would outer wounds.
"I was at death's door, but before I could breathe my final breath, one of my shadows sacrificed himself and rged with a human who had managed to escape the battle and was fleeing through the portal. With our souls rged, when he passed through the portal, I was pulled along with him.
"I had no way to resist, and since the human was also dying, his soul began healing mine. My immunity to the Purple Tail Anaconda venom managed to halt the spread of the poison in him. I tried many tis to return, but I couldn't. So, I made a life for myself here, and in return for the man healing my soul, I promised to look after his grandson until he no longer needed my help."
"That makes sense. I guess Xian's grandpa hid a few things from him," Karsha said, nodding, his hand resting on his chin.
"But I don't suppose you were following us only to protect Xian. I seem to be doing a pretty good job so far," Karsha smiled, knowing this person had been helping them out of a promise made to Xian's grandfather. Although, at the rate Xian was progressing, it would be a couple hundred years before he could beco a Saint.
Even so, Morr had decided to keep looking after him. He had even taken a job as a city guard rather than finding sothing more prestigious or better paying.
Karsha wanted to ask another question but he held back when he saw a key floating on Morr's head. He would have just sighed and considered it as a normal occurrence, however, the key on Morr's head looks different from the others.
His key was deep golden and exuded faint energy, but Karsha, who had the Destiny Key within his soul, instantly knew what to do.
"Morr, I know we've just t, but I want you to trust and follow whatever I'm about to say. First, absorb this," he instructed, as a pill-sized golden blood appeared from his forehead.
"Second, lower all defenses around your soul. Trust ; your life depends on this." Karsha didn't know whether the snake in front of him would obey his command, but to his surprise, Morr imdiately began absorbing the core.
In Karsha's vision, a new ssage appeared:
< Ding! Requirent t. The first Destiny Chosen found. Form a destiny bond with him by extracting a part of your destiny blood and planting it in the chosen. >
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