Chapter 1201: The nteals!
Aakesh recognized the reason for the change in the man's expression and his struggle. It wasn't soone taking control of the man's body; the man belonged to the nteal race.
The nteal was one of the top races in the Sacred Dinsion, with several Sacred Emperors and Sacred Monarchs but not a single Sacred Creator.
The nteals had humanoid physiques with short statures. Even the tallest mber of the race was only five feet. Their skin was grayish-white. The mbers of this race had different features, as so were born with three pairs of hands while others were born with two pairs of hands. What made them identify each other was the pattern engraved between their brows.
It was an oval pattern with several random lines drawn in it. It was black in color. The sa was the case with the man. When his eyes were blue, the pattern was black, but when the eye pupils turned black, the pattern turned piercing blue.
The nteals didn't belong to any group of races, and they had special conditions. Every nteal was born with two personalities; one was born with an excellent comprehension of knowledge, while the other was born with superior combat sense.
With these two personalities, the nteal should have dominated the Sacred Dinsion, but there was an imnsely harmful drawback to their personalities. The two essences hated each other to the core.
Due to the inherent hatred between the two personalities, the nteal could never utilize their superior talent over others. Not many knew why nteals couldn't work on their issues and solve them, but Aakesh knew it.
The nteal wasn't a natural born race in the Multiverse, but a creature that was created by a Deva to get an answer.
The reason for the nteal's creation was that the Deva wanted to see who would win between an excellent comprehension of all knowledge and talent and superior combat sense. So, the nteals could never solve that issue since there was no clear winner between the two.
It was also the reason that the nteals had no Sacred Creator in their ranks despite having around the sa number of Sacred Monarchs as any other overlord races of the Sacred Dinsion.
The personality with the blue eyes represented excellent comprehension of knowledge, while the black eyes represented superior combat sense.
Since the personality with the black eyes sensed sothing valuable to it, it used all its power to shut down the comprehension personality for so ti.
The man then entered the store with a confident expression. Due to their two personalities, the nteals only cared either for new knowledge or fighting, so the luxuriance in the store didn't affect the man a bit.
"Hey, there!" The man greeted casually.
Aakesh only silently nodded in response.
"I am Abel, what about you?"
"I am Aakesh," Aakesh responded with his usual reply.
"Okay, Aakesh, tell , what is it that forced to take drastic action and use all the strength that I've gathered for years to break the contract and co out?" Abel asked.
The two personalities in Abel had a fixed ti for coming out, so one wouldn't pop out randomly, putting him in danger. Abel's combative character broke the deal, so he had to use all the strength he had gathered over the past tens of thousands of years to shut down the other personality and forcefully replace it.
Aakesh understood what Abel wanted to ask, so he explained the training area to him.
"Give one Primordial level training area for a sword," Abel asked. His cultivation was Supre God, so he t the conditions to enter the training area.
"You need to pay one supre Sacred stone," Aakesh inford.
Abel nodded and paid out the sum. Aakesh then explained the process of entering the training area.
"What bother? Why don't you just put a gate here, so custors can directly enter the area," Abel complained since he couldn't bother with so much talking from Aakesh.
Abel then thanked Aakesh and proceeded toward the weapons room, when he suddenly stopped and turned around.
"Do you have a product that can help soone learn new knowledge," Aakesh nodded and then introduced skills and cultivation arts to the man.
Abel had his nose turned sour upon finding out that there were products available in the store for his other personality.
"I must never let that guy enter the store," Abel mumbled as he turned around and went toward the weapons room.
The conversation between Aakesh and Abel would not be available to the second personality. Abel didn't want to see a case where it would grow, so he decided to keep the mory of the two products' knowledge out.
Abel didn't care whether hiding it would slow his cultivation. He only cared about fighting and humiliating the second personality. Everything other than those two didn't matter to him.
'If not for Deva's grace, this race would have turned extinct long ago,' Aakesh couldn't help but think in his heart when he heard the murmur.
Since Deva had created nteal for an experint, Deva had rewarded nteal with grace. The grace allowed nteal's luck to stay constant, and whoever would kill them would have to face bad luck. It enabled them to have no tragedies as their fortunes remained balanced, and none dared to have bad luck on their side.
Aakesh then stopped thinking about it since nteal's situation had nothing to do with him. Whether they survived or beca extinct, things would stay the sa for the store.
Aakesh instead closed his eyes, starting another relaxation session. This ti, the session continued for ten minutes without any interruption, and then, it was interrupted by the sound of footsteps from outside the store.
Aakesh opened his eyes and turned in that direction, looking at the face approaching the store. It was a new face, but it was a citizen of Thorr City since it was a Thorron. There was a slight look of fear that every new Thorron custor had when coming to the store.
The killings Aakesh had committed when he had recently ascended to the Sacred Dinsion with the store have beco legendary events in the eyes of the citizens. It only beca more and more exaggerated over ti.
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