Chapter 316 - Not Advanced Enough
Chapter 316 of "Path to Transcendence" opens introducing the plot: He awoke and found himself with Drasil sitting on his chest, desperately pounding his chest... Continue exploring!
He awoke and found himself with Drasil sitting on his chest, desperately pounding his chest with his small arms while pumping him with life mana.
was slamming concentrated pulses of healing into him as it tried to keep him alive. He looked down and examined the damage.
What he saw shocked him. He lost everything from the waist down. His chest was just a single lump of flesh with only his heart and ribcage somewhat intact.
The pain was there, but was thankfully handling the brunt of it. Still, he winced at the dull throbbing that made it past the skill.
This was probably the most damage he had received in a long time. That collapsing spatial distortion had wreaked havoc on his body, unlike many other things could have done. Not even his fight with the Tier 5 had caused such extensive damage.
Sure, he blew up a few limbs and got blasted with an arm through the chest, but he had more trouble dealing with the leftover Authority, which prevented him from using his healing skill. His actual injuries were not that bad, at least by his standards.
For the first time in a while, he actually felt like he was quite close to kicking the bucket. What was
"Is this why people don't use tears in space for spatial travel?" He muttered as he lay there, letting his skill and Drasil patch him up.
Luckily, Drasil's consumption of the sapling also helped his healing abilities. Julius was already able to feel the difference. Some kind of resistance prevented his wounds from healing as easily as they normally would.
He had a feeling that this problem was due to the spatial nature of these injuries.
The only thing he could do was focus his skill on his vital areas first. It was probably a good idea if he healed his stomach sooner rather than later. His guts were all falling out at this point, it didn't seem like a smart thing just to let be.
On the bright side, he noticed he had some notifications waiting for him.
His aura skill had gained a whole whopping two levels from his experimenting. Sure, it might have almost killed him, but some might consider it well worth it. Him being one of them.
After all, he had learned some interesting things about spatial magic.
It wasn't just levels, either. He had another notification that caught his eye.
Would you like to learn the skill ?
He grinned wildly as he read the notification. He had been hoping to acquire a spatial skill for a long time, but now that he was finally being offered one, he laughed out in joy.
See? That's some proof that some good things come from almost killing yourself.
Now, the question became whether he wanted to accept the skill. He didn't see a reason not to, but he also didn't know enough about it to feel confident in his choice. Unfortunately, his curiosity and impatience had him selecting yes before he could start overthinking it.
However, the flood of notifications was not what he had been expecting.
Skill acquisition in progress…
Error…
Concept of Sharpness: Severing Will not advanced enough for the new skill.
The usual flood of information entered his brain, and he nodded his head as he took it all in. It was very similar to the process he had just used not long ago to create the spatial distortion.
The main difference was that he felt he could create that distortion much more easily.
He couldn't contain his curiosity, and before he could think better of it, he activated his new skill.
However, he was smarter than last time and made sure to create the distortion further away from him, so in case it did explode, it wouldn't be right in his face.
Despite his worries, he felt his aura seep outward and rip open a distortion once again. This time, it wasn't as unstable. Sure, it was still rugged and somewhat crude, but there was this sense of balance that wasn't there before, likely stemming from his new skill.
It was funny because although his skill called it a crack, you couldn't actually see the crack with human eyes. It was only with that he managed to sense the crack in space.
Mustering his courage, he decided to try the same thing which had caused the accident to happen. He concentrated on opening another crack on the other side of the room with another twist of ruinous aura.
Thankfully, his new skill seemed to help immensely with this. Unlike last time, he was able to hold the first crack open while focusing on opening the second one.
With that being said, it was still very difficult to do. He grunted as he tried to wrangle his aura and skill under control.
Only after a few minutes of struggle did he grasp the space and rip it open. Once he had both open, it was much easier to simply hold them open as long as he didn't try to do anything with them.
Now that he had two separate spatial distortions set up, he could finally implement his idea, which was the whole reason he began trying to do something like this.
He stared at the two cracks in space with a skeptical expression as if, at any moment, they would implode all on their own. But eventually, he gave in and walked over to one of them.
He was holding a piece of blue fabric in one hand and slowly used his aura to carry the fabric so it hovered in front of the crack.
But before he could drop it in, he made sure to tuck Drasil back into his soul space and create several barriers of mana. After he took another several steps backward, he shoved the piece of fabric through the crack.
It disappeared instantly. One moment, it was in front of him, and the next, it was nowhere to be seen.
Where in the hell did it go? He thought to himself while looking exactly at the place where the other crack was. It hadn't exited the other side of the crack like he had been expecting.
Thankfully, nothing exploded, but he was still curious about what had happened to the cloth.
However, just as he was turning away, he sensed the first crack, the one he sent the fabric through, ripple slightly. He took a careful step closer and created another three mana barriers just in case while enhancing his body.
A moment later, he stared confusingly as the crack spontaneously ejected a puff of dust that had a scarily similar blue color as the fabric had.
He was suddenly very glad that he hadn't used himself as a test subject. He had a feeling that whatever happened to that piece of fabric when it was in the crack would not have been very nice to experience with his own body.
Still, he was excited because at least he knew that he could send stuff through. The problem now was that he wanted to figure out how to do that with the object surviving the trip and exiting the other crack. Because at the end of the day, he was hoping to use this technique himself and he didn't want to accidentally vaporize himself if he stepped through one of his own cracks.