Chapter 605: [605] Sorcery of Death.

Chapter 605: [605] Sorcery of Death.



[It's...passable. I still need to make some adjustments.]

Ariel's voice rang in his head as he continued to study the new system window. He would be lying if he said he didn't like the changes. He fancied the new style a lot.

"So... Fancy telling me why this was needed?"

He asked out of curiosity, after all, there had to be a reason why Ariel would 'destroy' the original system window.

There was also the strange feeling of being weaker than before, yet stronger, unhinged. He had to ask about that as well.

[I simply broke a shackle.]

"What do you mean?"

[It's not time for you to know.]

Cryptic and secretive as always. Ignoring it, Alan moved onwards and asked.

"So, what are the benefits of this new one?"

That entire show of breaking the original system window, just for this cooler version of it to appear was fantastic, Alan was already speculating the new changes this one brought. It was created by the Primordial being, Ariel. It would have to do with Death, Darkness, Shadow, and frost.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

There was a high chance that the spells and skills he cast with it would enhance the elements listed above to a great degree. Perhaps even some other things he was unaware of. Sadly, It wouldn't do much to his Chaos and Space affinity. One of which he didn't mind if it was untouched. He didn't want to do with anything related to chaos at all. Though it was still a great pity, space was left untouched.

Well, Beggars couldn't be choosers, and neither could a person have everything.

He was excited to hear the benefits of it...until.

[None. It's just a qualitative way to show you your strengths and skills. I designed it this way because you are already used to something like this.]

"Eh? What do you mean?"

She continued, ignoring him.

[In fact, It's even worse. It won't act as a medium for you to perform skills easily anymore. You'll have to create your own sorcery. You don't have that darn thing to quick cast your skills anymore. Good luck.]

"WHAT?!"

He plopped down on his bed, and took a deep breath, closed his eyes.

He slept for an entire four days.

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[Association, Headquarters in Askolt city.]

"How is it going?"

Harrison asked his secretary as he sipped a cup of unknown liquid. He seemed to enjoy it at times as if it was the sweetest thing in the world, or wince sometimes as if it was incredibly

sour.

His secretary...was a robot. A machine closely resembling a human being, but about 2 meters tall, metallic skin and eight arms. It wore a suit, and answered in it's surprisingly soothing

voice.

"The professor has embarked on a journey to Antarctica to retrieve the item. Estimated time of Arrival, 2 Months, estimated time of return, 4 additional months."

"Six months... Huh."

He muttered for a bit, looking at a blank screen with an equally blank expression.

"Reports of Terra Damnum?"

"The waters around the continent have grown active, Spatial Fluctuations have run wild. Reading cannot be underestimated."

"Hmmm..."

He stroked his stubble. He previously had a clean shaven face, but months of working on his secret project had reduced his handsomeness. He now, quite literally looked homeless.

The Rocky continued to give reports. One about how Serena was doing in shield, one about the recent inventions of the association related to guns. And one more about its own kind.

"Increase the coastal and aerial defenses just in case. I'll have a talk with the red-head."

Harrison ordered as he stood up, and promptly left.

All that was left in his room was his trusty secretary, delivering important orders to the entire

world.