Chapter 389: God of Mischief

Looking at Alea's body and face, there wasn't a change in his poker face. He just kept staring at the one who played this trick before him.

"You are no fun. People usually took it seriously when I impersonated someone…" He shook his head helplessly and changed back to his former appearance. "Anyway, I will just use this appearance to talk."

Theo nodded politely and carefully, not knowing what kind of reaction the two behind him would make if he disrespected him.

"There is no need to fear." He shook his head. "I'm sure you already know my name, so I won't bother to give you my name. Also, I am here to give you the promised skill, Metamorphosis. Though, you can't use this skill to its full potential yet."

"I know." Theo nodded in understanding. However, the God of Mischief playfully said, "It's because I can't give you the full power of this skill yet."

"Skills? I thought there would be many names in the past… I mean, there was Magic or Sorcery…" Theo tilted his head in confusion.

"I am just adapting to the current terminology. Although we have died in the past, it doesn't mean we have perished from this world. That's why even though we are not with you, we are always watching over you."

"Is that what it means when God said they will be watching over us?" Theo narrowed his eyes.

"Oi." Fenrir suddenly released his killing intent and glared at Theo before Loki waved his hand, stopping him from showing hostility.

"I can't say much regarding our current situation and I believe you will learn about it in the future. All I can say is that we have a connection with all of you, thus learning the development of the entire civilization."

Theo looked down, contemplating for a moment. Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind as he couldn't help but draw a gasp, looking at God of Mischief. "Is this related to the fact you give me the skill right now instead of the day I completed the mission?"

Loki smiled and glanced at Fenrir, saying, "I think this little guy has given you a little hint, but you can say there is a requirement for us to connect with you. That requirement is not something I can tell you or something you should seek. After all, if you know it, the connection may disappear completely."

'That's the same thing as he said…' Theo thought while glancing at Fenrir. Although he couldn't trust what God of Mischief said entirely, he certainly could pick up the truth from Fenrir's mouth.

"Whatever you think right now is less important to the skill I will give you." God of Mischief shrugged his shoulders and walked to him, pointing his palm to Theo's face.

[Metamorphosis Skill acquired. Please remove one skill if you wish to accept this skill.]

[Level +1]

[Free Attribute Points +48]

Seeing the skill, Theo already made his choice and erased his Elemental Shield.

Name: Theodore Griffith

Status: Hero

Level: 251

EXP: 0/300,000

Blessing: God of Mischief

Skill: Three Great Defense (C), Clone (B), Cannon Blast (C), Magic Bullet (B), Flowmotion (C), Telekinesis (B), Blink (C), Metamorphosis (C), Illusion Multiplier (D), Illusion Manipulation (C)

Attributes: Strength 340, Endurance 220, Agility 229, Vitality 220, Magic Power 340

Free Attribute Points: 48

After seeing his new skill and rank, Theo somehow felt another blazing sensation coming from his heart. He fell on his butt and crossed his legs instinctively.

"As you may already know, you are currently training your Five Aspects. The reason I told you to focus on one thing is that…" God of Mischief walked to his front and placed his hand on top of Theo's head. "You can gain the foundation to mix the rest of the aspects. "I will give you an image to help you understand it better."

Theo furrowed his eyebrows as his consciousness somehow sensed something built next to his heart. It was a kind of blue flame that glowed brightly in the dark. Soon, the flame branched out into four, forming a cross with the blue flame in the center.

If what God of Mischief said was right, the four branches were none other than the other four Aspects.

"Normally, people can create one branch that will strengthen their main source. Genius can form two or three branches at once. You should be able to do it too, but this is a special case. I will use a part of my power to create all four branches. Of course, this power doesn't come from me alone…" He continued.

Suddenly, the four branches became brighter as each of them started forming a small blue-colored flame. "Four of us will lend you our strength. You have your purpose; we have our purposes too. We are simply using each other.

"Though I can say this one thing. Heaven and Hell are one. They can be connected, but both shall not disturb each other's balance as the inevitable end will come to us again."

Theo's eyebrows twitched as he didn't understand the meaning of his word. He simply had no idea what he was talking about.

All his focus remained on the intense glowing blue fire that somehow woke him up.

"Ha!" Theo subconsciously let out a shout before panting. Sweats started covering his forehead and his back while strength started seeping out of his body.

He used his hands to support his body while gritting his teeth to endure the extreme pain striking his brain.

"What is that? What is it again?" Theo raised his vision to look at Loki while gritting his teeth. "Heaven? Hell? Survive? I can't remember the whole thing."

"Are you sure you don't remember? Or is it you who refuses to remember?" Loki smiled while narrowing his eyes as if he tried to confuse Theo once again.

Theo didn't know why but every time he talked to him, there was always a doubt in his heart. However, Theo remembered one thing.

With his pale face, he asked the only thing he remembered entirely, "What do you mean four of you will give me strength?"

As if answering his question, a soft female voice suddenly echoed in his mind. "He is talking about me, boy."