Minos ordered Titus. "Show what you look like now in your bestial form."
As soon as he heard his master's command, Titus didn't hesitate to transform himself and quickly changed his body shape, but in a very different way than what beasts of this generation usually did.
The nearby scholars imdiately took note of what they were witnessing as they saw that the fellow who once had white fur all over his body and nine tails on his back now looked quite distinctive.
He still had the body of a fox, but his fur had changed from white to silver. anwhile, instead of his 9 tails, a single tail began and ended at his back.
That was like a ring of flesh covered in silver fur, which was vertically positioned so that anyone looking at Titus from the front would feel like a halo surrounding his entire body.
A special kind of energy began to concentrate in this area, shining and making him very handso to look at.
It even temporarily overshadowed the size of this being, which had increased his body mass by about 30% after advancing to level 90.
"It looks like he's really changed a lot." Soone muttered, feeling that the charm of the fox was srizing many people who were looking at Titus at that mont.
"He really has changed his race." Minos sighed at the thought. "I believe that will happen to all beasts limited by the 9th stage or lower. However, I don't think the sa will happen to beasts capable of reaching level 100 or even to humans."
The level 94 Demigod from Veora agreed. "That must be the case. If there is to be a change, it would require another advancent to level 100. But that's impossible, so we can rule out changes in beings capable of reaching level 100."
The purpose of this study was not to help highly talented beings beco more powerful through the chaotic energy of giant bones. The goal was to help those limited by "insurmountable" bottlenecks to overco their limitations and reach new heights.
Regardless of whether or not that was the group's goal, by studying the effects of chaotic energy on living beings, they would naturally better understand the effects of the energy that many in this Spatial Kingdom had absorbed over the years with Minos' help.
Most of them had only absorbed a fraction of what Titus had absorbed that day, and most of them were highly gifted beings. As such, none of them had any idea of the effects of chaotic energy on them. But that had just changed with Titus!
Minos sighed as he saw this being in his bestial form, feeling that it was a sha what had happened to Titus.
Emlyn and Kyla felt the sa way, seeing soone of their race change so much but not being able to enjoy it.
"Do we have to be like the older Titus, mom?" Kyla, currently at level 83, asked her mother, who was looking in Minos' direction with her daughter.
"I don't know. Only if we want to reach the 10th stage..." Emlyn muttered.
Minos heard this and said ntally, 'Don't think about it. I believe we will find a safe way for you to overco your future bottlenecks. A lot will happen in the next few years.'
Minos stopped looking at them and turned his attention to Titus. "You may return to your previous state."
He took a few steps forward and bowed to Titus. "I'm sorry for what happened, old Titus. I know you cannot understand how I would like, but know that I will not use you in your current state. I will try to find ways to change your situation, but even if I can't, I won't order you around like a puppet."
Titus said nothing, obviously not feeling anything or wanting to answer Minos since no order had been expressed in his master's words.
The surrounding people sighed but thought Minos' words were fair. As much as Titus had chosen his own destiny, it would be strange for Emperor Stuart to use him as a puppet.
Minos then gave the only order he would give this fellow until the end. "I want you to cultivate as much as you can."
That was the only hope for Titus, according to Minos and everyone else. Either he reached godhood and had a chance to return to at least a fraction of his forr self, or there would be no destiny for this fox.
Minos turned to the group part of his studies and experints and said. "We will no longer work with those of you who are at the peak of level 89. I feel that we can be successful if we work with people at level 88 or 87, so we'll co back with new experints in a few weeks with that kind of goal."
The scientists agreed, feeling that they could direct the evolution of their guinea pigs within the limits set by Minos and not have to go through the sa thing that happened that day.
One of them said. "That must be the proper way..."
"Yes, but in addition, we must work better on the ancient cultivation techniques and thods left by that civilization. What His Majesty used was one technique among many in a cultivation thod. We need to perfect it so that he can cultivate chaotic energy without using his innate ability. In this way, it should be easier for us to correct the flaws in the techniques."
Everyone agreed while Titus had already isolated himself to start cultivating, with so scholars accompanying him to observe how he would cultivate now that he had evolved.
The rest of Minos' study and experint group would soon disperse, with each party going off to fulfill their responsibilities and study what had happened that day.
They would not experint again until all the data from that day had been cataloged and properly analyzed by the group.
Minos left his n to their work and went to his lake house, where he planned to spend the next few days recovering from his current state and then rejoining his group.
There were many things they needed to talk about and try to avoid a terrible end like Titus', but that would have to wait until he was in his best condition.
After leaving his group, he went to concentrate on his ditation, a little annoyed at losing another of his companions on this dangerous journey of his.
'I hope one day I won't have to go through this again... But I'll lose a few more people.' Minos thought to himself as he contemplated the war of worlds that was about to reach the Spiritual World.
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