Chapter 151 - To Bargain with an Imp

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The energy flowed through, circ.u.mventing round his soul. Once it completed a couple of circles around the glowing blob that was his soul, Sunday's eyes flipped open.

He slammed his hands together and swiftly slid his hands. The left hand upwards and then the right hand downward and then a beam of light flashed through.

"???????????? ????????????"(2) Sunday chanted.

The beam of light flashed again, soldifying instantly into a spike of solid light in the form of a pike. 

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CURRENTLY DISCLOSABLE INFORMATION

An Irunmole or a Spirit being in all general were capable of increasing their strength after gong through life threatening circ.u.mstances. 

The theory was that if one had to come in contact with things or scenarios that threatened his life or whatever was precious to that person, then such a person could be forced into evolution. And inn this case, that person could just as well climb up the hierarchical class ranking of the Spirit Beings. 

It was supported by the fact that in event of danger, the spirit being's body was heightened into states of which it could not normally achieve and so, if such a person did survive the ordeal, it is often the norm to see that they came into a new power. Or at least, were able to to perform a technique that was of higher energy demand much more easier now. 

It did not always apply to everyone, only a minute few. And also, the expansion of energy that was available to a Spirit being did not necessarily mean the advancement of classes as the edge it provided was not so much to jump one's class that easily. 

This method of growth is also referred to as SOUL TASKING.

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Back then, he had been only limited to the power of the basic technique that Elite Classed Irunmole could conjure, those who studied the law of Light, which was Imole Mo. 

For someone at the start of the ladder then, the technique had sufficed for his needs then The only thing that it posed as a disadvantage was that he had to close up to the opponent before he was able to deal a cut in. Although hand held weapons, most of them, required that one had to close up distance but the distance needed to be closed up by the Imole Mo was larger. 

With a sword or something else, one did not really need to be so close to the opponent, but that had been the case with the Light dagger technique. It was because of the inadequacy of the technique that he had been easily attacked by Bane back then, when the Wolf was still rampaging. It had also allowed him to close up with his grandfather Trixius back then in the Array space where he had been used to clean the ground mercilessly. 

Perhaps, if he had been capable of the technique of the Ida Ina, it would not have required from him to be so close to his opponents. However, the technique was not all that bad. The Imole Mo technique enabled him to be fast paced as a simple second of delay could result in him being slashed to bits by his opponents. 

He had to be everywhere and nowhere at the same time with the technique of before. He had to keep his wits alive so as to be able to devise a plan that allowed him keep i the blind side of his opponents to deliver effective strikes. 

However, with this new technique of his, he did not have to look for an opening. He could just create the opening. And even more, the expansion he felt in his soul kept urging him on to create another of the technique. 

He knew his limits though. This was the first time he had ever used the technique. The only reason why he had been able to recall using the technique rather than the usual one was because of the fact that he had felt a large flow of Agbara within his heat and so, he had tried his luck with the next technique that was available. 

Thankfully, he had been able to come up with the success of it. Now, again, he swallowed, thanking Niniola back then for forcing him to study the activation process of the Ida Ina. 

And now, he had the fruit of the study in his hands. 

"Ahhh..." Sunday exhaled, closing his eyes and relishing the energy in his right hand as he stod still in the center of the stage. " This is good." 

'Good. You are not totally useless, you have been able to push your soul limits higher.' Bane commented on the scene. 

Sunday smirked. 

Of course, he had been able to do this. Although it may seem just so trivial but down here in Earth, he knew that he was going to need just about every edge he could get over the hordes of demons that were here on Earth. Just about any edge he could get, so far as he could stay on top of he chain and not become mincemeat for demon feasting, then, that was welcome. 

Just then, a human being sauntered along the street. The human, wearing a yellow vest and blue jeans with some black slippers on his feet moved through Sunday who was right in the center of the street, almost as if Sunday was never there in the first place. 

Sunday frowned at it. Till now, he had yet to get used to the feeling of been walked through. However, just before e he grumble out loud about the scene, his eyes narrowed as he saw a demon imp on the shoulders of the human. 

He bared his teeth, looking at the imp lodged around the neck, its legs wrapped abut the shoulders and dangling down while it held on to the kinky short hairs of the human with its scaly and calloused black claws.

Its eyes were large and black, reflective black.. Its body filled with scales everywhere although it was almost negligible because of the black sheen it had on. It turned its uneven and large rounded head to look at Sunday, its eyes narrowing as if it was trying to say it did not recognize Sunday. 

t the sight of the ugly hideous form with the warts and boils over its features as well as the bat ears that sagged over the bald round head angered Sunday to the core. However, the imp did not seem fazed as it kept on holding on to the head of the human as they travelled down the street. 

'I suppose now would be the chance.' Bane's mental voice resounded. 

Sunday smirked, forcing himself to be as calm as he could. He had to remember that he was not just here to kick some demon b.u.t.t but also that he was here to get some info on just how to get another cleansing orb. 

With that in mind, he spaced his legs to the side, stretching out his left hand forward while he drew his right hand that held the light sword of about two feet back. The Imp saw this as it was still staring at him and then its reflective eyes sparkled in fright. 

"Don't get scared yet." Sunday smiled even wider. 

And then, his feet pounded, running up to close the distance. 

It took him only seconds to reach there. In terms of speed, the human speed rates was nowhere that of a spirit being so it was pretty easy for Sunday to dash through and pop up right behind the back of the human almost as if he had blinked through. 

The Imp screeched, its entire form twisted around as it glared fearfully at Sunday, its many fanged mouth opening in another squeal. 

First, ask the questions. Sunday cautioned himself agaisnt the urge to simply chop down the imp. He sighed and eyed the fearful eyes of the Imp, preparing himself to talk. 

"Irunmole..." The Imp beat him to speak. "What are you looking for here? I hope you are not here to cause issues because this place is under our... Eeek..."

Sunday pointed the sword right at the throat, forcing a squeal from the imp. 'I am going to have to stop you there, now." He frowned. 

"I may not be here to cause troubles for you, sure. But then if you can strike out a bargain with me then nothing out of the ordinary would happen." 

The Imp skreeched out a laughter and Sunday had to walk some more. the human was already making his way towards the building where the imp infested tree was present.

"The Irunmole wants something of me. What makes you think i would want to reply you?" The Imp chuckled evilly. 

Sunday smiled. "I need to know where i can get a Light Cleaning Orb, that's all. Tell me and i would spare your life." He threatened. 

They were already so close to the tree now. If he wanted to get info then this was just about the best place to do that now. He did not want to believe that the Imps over at the tree would want to give him that time to interrogate them one by one. And also, he was using a new technique that he was yet to get used to.