Chapter43-The Origin of Eerie

43 Chapter43-The Origin of Eerie

"You are indeed very intelligent," Elwin said, somewhat surprised.

Owen shrugged nonchalantly, explaining, "Back in the magic shop, you appeared so quickly and had all the necessary tools at hand. It was easy to guess you were right beside the professor who turned into Eerie."

Elwin, intrigued, urged, "Go on."

Owen's brow furrowed slightly as he confidently stated, "The side effect of the 'Soul Ascension Forbidden Technique' is that it pulls creatures from the abyss into the body, turning the practitioner into an Eerie."

"That's why the professor warned me not to pry into the 'Soul Ascension Forbidden Technique' initially."

Kendo chuckled softly, "A saint indeed, with a keen mind and unrivaled talent. Your guess is quite accurate."

"But why, knowing the side effects of the 'Soul Ascension Forbidden Technique', do the academy's professors still persist in practicing it?" Owen still found it puzzling.

Elwin, lips pursed, eyes gleaming with a longing light, explained, "Owen, it's about becoming a god! It's about completely transforming the level of one's existence."

"You, as a dragon with thousands, even tens of thousands of years of lifespan, naturally wouldn't understand."

"Immortality is a very attractive word for the powerful. So those professors, even knowing that there's a precipice ahead, still step forward without hesitation."

Owen fell silent, realizing he might have been a bit insensitive. The human race on the Novalia continent is quite unique. They are strong, almost on par with the advanced races. But humans have a fatal flaw – their short lifespan. Even someone like Kendo, one of the strongest mages of the human race and headmaster of the academy, has a lifespan of just two or three hundred years. The allure of becoming a god and achieving immortality is indeed immense.

"How many Eeries are there in total?" Owen asked.

"374. The one I have here is the 374th Eerie."

"So many?" Owen frowned, "Didn't the professors leave behind any useful information?"

"Except for the professor who created this forbidden technique, all others who studied it turned into Eeries, without exception. Once they become Eeries, their souls are completely taken over by abyssal creatures. How could they leave any information?"

"Why don't you think about burning the 'Soul Ascension Forbidden Technique' to prevent future harm?"

"It's still a treasure of the academy. It would be a pity to burn it. Besides, some professors in the academy disagree..."

"Heh, it's just that those people can't let go of their selfish desires, right?" Owen sneered, without further mockery. After all, the 'Soul Ascension Forbidden Technique' was now in his space ring.

Elwin pretended not to catch the sarcasm in Owen's words, "It's considered a last resort. Most professors choose this path only when they are on the brink of death."

While they were conversing, Erin ran over and squeezed into Owen's arms, "Master, I thought you were dead. It was really scary just now."

Owen stroked Erin's hair, grinning, "You should know who I am. Besides, here in the academy, the professors wouldn't let anything happen to me."

In the library, Owen sat quietly at a desk, engrossed in an ancient and complex magical tome. Just then, a series of light footsteps approached. Owen looked up to see Finn smiling as he walked towards him.

"Hey, Mr. Owen, need me to find some materials for you?" Finn asked enthusiastically.

Owen responded without expression, "I need some information on spatial magic."

Finn's eyebrows raised, instantly understanding Owen's request, and nodded without hesitation. He quickly started searching the nearby shelves, while Owen continued to focus on his reading.

After a while, Finn found the materials Owen needed and walked straight to Owen's table. He placed the materials on the table in front of Owen and said with a friendly smile, "I hope these materials are helpful to you. If there's anything else you need, just let me know. I'll do my best to assist you, Mr. Owen!"

"Okay."

It was only as the sun set and the evening light streamed through the windows that Owen emerged from the book "Introduction to the Basics of Spatial Magic." Finn stood by Owen's side, like a loyal guardian.

Seeing Owen close his book, Finn immediately flashed a smile, "Mr. Owen, are you going to have dinner?"

Owen waved his hand slightly and let out a deep breath, "For these two months, you've been constantly by my side. Honestly, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't moved."

Finn's eyes lit up, filled with anticipation. "My efforts over these two months haven't been in vain!"

Owen paused in thought, then looked earnestly at Finn, "I can help you."

If it weren't for his status as a prince, Finn might have jumped up in excitement. With Owen's assistance in the secret realm, his chances of outperforming his brothers exceeded eighty percent!

"Thank you, sir..."

"Don't thank me yet. Although I'm willing to help, it's not unconditional," Owen interjected.

Finn promptly replied, "You can set any conditions. As long as it's within my power, I'll fulfill them."

"Good, let's establish three rules. First, our relationship is limited to cooperation within the secret realm. I have no interest in your royal family's power struggles."

"No problem," Finn answered quickly.

"Second, since this is an employment relationship, you must offer me terms that I find compelling."

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