Zion cast a weight reducing magic on himself. Magical theory is akin to algebra mixed with philosophical reasoning. There are many who excel in algebra, yet more who excel in philosophical nonsense, but there are very few who understand both. Zion was that rare breed. Forgoing all his golden fingers, this is one skill he acquired with his own two hands. The moment the whip surrounded himself, Zion cast a weight reducing spell on himself.
The whip’s movement happens because of the swing of the wrist. Once this movement is done, the whip can not be changed from its course. The vampire had already used the right amount of strength for surrounding him. What happens when the object you thought was an iron rod was a rubber rod instead?
Instead of trapping the iron rod, the whip picks up the rubber rod, continues rolling it up l
Now that the first task is achieved, Zion starts concentrating on the goal that needs to be accomplished.First, he needs to fuse the soul container shards to make the Dragon soul container. The high level soul container he has received would just have to stay in his inventory for now.For that, he would use the one dragon mark soul container, along with all the soul container fragments he received from the raid.He has a dull idea that he knows synthesis. It’s knowledge acquired from one of the knowledge orbs. He closed his eyes, and started absorbing and organizing the knowledge.‘ Soul container shards develop over time in any undead creature. With the application of magic, the
Zion politely bid farewell to his thirteenth teacher at the entrance of the mansion.“ Keep up the effort, Young master. “ The teacher bid farewell to him, his eyes full of pity. His grandfather looked on from his seat with expressionless eyes. His grandmother looked at him with sympathy. Despite being only thirteen, Zion could tell that sympathy is only pretended, inside, she is jubilant. After all, he was the grandson born to a concubine’s daughter, much worse, it is the most cherished daughter born to the most beloved concubine. As soon as the teacher’s car left the estate, his grandfather got up from his grand chair. His eyes are full of disdain. His grandfather looked down at him through his nose, then, with a disgusted ‘tch’, he turned away, his eyes full of disappointment. Zion was not so young that he could not understand the meaning of this put down. His grandmother waited till his grandfather ascended the stairs. Then she walked to his side. “ Useless bastard ! “ she
Zion confidently strode up the stage. After all, he had read the information on the internet. His elven blood is weak, while his human blood is strong. On top of that he has exhibited the extremely obvious characteristic of “body does not get strong “, which is the prime characteristic of the mages. On top of that, he is one of the top scorers in magic theory, as well as magic sensitivity. Ofcourse, he was going to be a mage. Zion was sure of that. Lights in the entire auditorium dimmed. Sound faded away. Zion gulped. Then, he placed his hand on the awakening stone with all of his sincerity, and opened up himself for the brilliant awakening that awaited him. A light flash went through the stone, one smaller than when Cerise was awakened. “ Awakening complete. “ “ Student Zion. Please go to the status board. “ the teacher informed him. “ Teacher, I don’t think the awakening worked. Maybe I should try again ? “ Zion asked. “ No. You are awakened. Check the status. “ The teache
Zion was in his room, lounging around peacefully. The first thing he did after he entered the room was to open the laptop, and move around as much money from his account as possible to the online accounts which are not under the purview of the government. He is absolutely sure that his clan will freeze his accounts as soon as they can. If he wants to have the slightest chance of getting away, he needs to prepare thoroughly. He chose all valuable items in his room, sent them to his rented house using the slowest mail possible, to be picked up at the post office. After he finished the task, he continued lounging around, ordering for the best meal in the kitchen, to be brought to his room. The servants complied. At the same time, a report was sent to his grandmother about the extremely expensive meal he requested. “ Ha ! It seems he is a wimp in the end. Send him all he wants, and double the quantity. It will be his last meal. “ Regina Sheng said with a mocking smile. It really is
The beating continued. As one of the guy’s fists headed straight for the face, a mysterious black ninja jumped in and stopped. The mysterious black man shook his head. The guards understood the meaning. The face is the last remaining value of Zion. Vernon continued making out with Leste as his minions thrashed Zion. They beat him black and blue. Vernon woke up after some time, leaving a sleeping and naked Leste on the beanbag just like that. “ Hey .. What’s this .. this bastard fainted with just this little beating ?! “ he mocked as he looked at Zion, who did not have a single centimeter of skin on his body that’s not bleeding. “ I did not believe the master when you said he was weak. He was really that weak. “ “ Why is his face still pretty ? “ Vernon wondered in askance. “ That .. Patriarch seems to want his face intact. “ one of the guys mumbled out. Vernon’s completely sedated anger comes back up bubbling once more. If he hated one thing about Zion, it is his pretty face.
“ Why … how .. How do you know about Leste ? “ Zion asked her, as Cerise retrieved a bicycle from her inventory. “ First get on. You owe me for now. We will discuss the repayment plan once we get to safety. “ Cerise said, pointing at the back seat with a harness. Zion commanded the skeleton to put him on the back seat. Cerise actually put his legs and arms in the correct kind of posture, before tying the legs and arms to herself using rescue ropes. Once he was on, she started zipping out of the place as fast as she could. With how fast she was going despite the tricky terrain, Zion figured out she has some kind of map skill. After almost an hour of cycling through the rain, they reached their destination, Zion’s dinghy rental home. Zion was almost about to faint. Cerise offered him a health potion. This was considered more of a supplement of nutrients than a real healing potion. Zion appreciated the effort. They stayed silent for more than an hour. Cerise just sat primly in t
‘ Zion Holyhammer ! Are you willing to become guardian of Cerise Vladina Drakul ? “ A holy voice with infinite echo asked inside Zion’s head. He seems to be standing in the sky with nothing underneath his feet. No matter which direction he looked, there are only sky and clouds.“ y..yes. “ Zion answered doubtfully.Isn’t Cerise’s last name Mayflower ? isn’t his name Zion Sheng ? What's happening here ?At the same time, Cerise heard another voice in her head. She stood in the center of a grand amphitheater, with pillars extending so high up they vanished into darkness. There’s only darkness and never ending pillars in any direction she could see. Just as they were about to finish their breakfast, Zion’s phone rang. The callerID is an unknown number. Zion picked it up.“ Hello ! Am I talking to Zion Sheng ? “ a man asked from the other side.At the same time, an alert arrived on Cerise’s phone.Cerise opened the alert, as she watched her phone screen, her expression became icy. Suddenly, it felt like the temperature in the cafe had gone down by two degrees.She muted her phone, and shew her phone to Zion.On the phone, a live stream is playing on one of the streaming platforms. They were calling Zion, just to make fun of him as the weakest player Omniscient CraftMaster Call from a Streamer