Chapter 163 No spirits! Summon from Abyss?

Chapter 163 No spirits! Summon from Abyss?

Chapter 163

"Now close your eyes and focus."

Sigfor's voice came out as Oliver closed his eyes and started to concentrate.

The air around him seemed to hum with energy as his surroundings blurred and transformed. A sensation of weightlessness enveloped him, and he knew he had entered the spirit realm.

The moment Oliver closed his eyes, his surroundings changed. He was instantly connected to the spirit realm—matching the speed Evelyn had displayed earlier, maybe a bit faster.

A faint hum resonated in his ears, the energy of the spirit realm enveloping him.

"Is this the spirit realm?" he opened his eyes and thought.

Opening his eyes, he was met with a mesmerizing sight. Countless colorful lights floated in the hazy expanse, each one pulsating with a life of its own. 'Are they spirits?' he wondered, feeling a mix of awe and trepidation.

He wondered.

'Should I reach out to them?'

Hesitation gripped him for a moment, but curiosity and determination pushed it aside.

He looked at the countless lights, he was not sure how to attract them towards him, the elder said to do what he felt was right.

He stretched his hand towards the brilliant lights and he paused as a huge blue colored ball was speeding towards him.

No... not one but...

But a tsunami of blue colored balls of light were speeding towards him.

A massive blue orb hurtled towards him, followed by a wave of similar orbs.

His eyes widened as he subconsciously took a step back.

Was this the normal setting?

Wait, was it even safe in the first place.

He instantly stretched out his hand up to the spirits, grasping them within his palms.

However, the spirits simply slipped through his fingers like water taking him off guard.

'How do I catch them!?' he groaned and thought, frustration was welling up inside him.

His eyes narrowed; it looked like he should use 'that.'

A dark thought crossed his mind. 'If I can't summon them, I'll force them.'

He grabbed onto another fleeting energy as a reddish-black aura began to ooze from his hand. Instantly, all the spirits in proximity trembled as the abyssal energy was released.

The air around him grew colder, the very essence of darkness seeping into the atmosphere.

He felt the spirit in his grasp struggle frantically, trying to escape, but the abyssal energy held it firmly. It struggled in vain, and soon it was completely devoured by the darkness. A faint, echoing scream was swallowed by the abyss, leaving only silence in its wake.

As he wondered what might change, something happened when he finished devouring the spirit. It was as if the spirit was a trigger...

An influx of unknown knowledge that he could not decode revealed itself, displaying a torrent of information.

Symbols and ancient runes flashed before his eyes, each one burning into his mind with searing clarity.

He stood motionless, eyes fixed on the ceiling, as he processed the new insights. Time seemed to stretch endlessly until, finally, he tilted his head back and looked down at his hand.

The reddish-black aura still lingered, pulsing gently like a heartbeat.

"So it's like this," he muttered.

According to the information he had received, he would not be able to summon a spirit ever due to being the circuit of Abyss.

Spirits were nothing but nourishment for him at this point.

But something else had also unlocked for him in exchange for not being able to summon spirits.

Anti-spirits!

Anti-spirits are entities born from the Abyss, designed to counter and destroy regular spirits. They are manifestations of dark energy—a representation of death.

Their forms were shadows, flickering and shifting, filled with a cold, consuming hunger.

Unlike regular spirits, anti-spirits are tethered to his will, making them extensions of his power.