《God's Eyes 》Chapter 447: Forced maturing
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Since the day Shane and Dalia had heard about Jason's aura, they had been worrying about him.
However, that seemed to be unfounded as he emerged outside the cultivation room on new year's eve.
'I used up everything I've accumulated..' Jason thought while grinding his teeth.
Canir's mana was just too scarce and the number of cultivation resources he had felt insignificant, almost non-existent!
If it had been possible, Jason would have absorbed mana for several more months!
Unfortunately, this was not possible, instead, he had to acquire more resources now!
While the number of unique liquefied drops of mana that were three times more compressed than normal ones increased from 4 to 20 within two months, his physical strength had increased even more!
Meanwhile, Artemis was starting to digest Low Lique stage mana cores which helped her to liquefy her 70th drop of mana!
Solaris didn't advance further, and Petri was still evolving within his soul world!
Jason's soul energy had also increased to around 290,000 soul energy units, but that was not something he paid much attention to right now!
He didn't have to practice the Heaven's Hell technique anymore and his soul energy would passively increase as long as he didn't allow Solaris to devour it.
The moment Jason emerged from the cultivation room, he inquired about the news of the Ifrytor race, only to find out that not a single piece of information was known.
This caused him to clench his fist.
Jason was about to procure more cultivation resources when he heard about the incident with the Drake family patriarch.
He figured out that nothing had happened since then, but Jason was still worried about his masters.
The threat they had received was more like a warning if he understood everything correctly, but this was exactly what caused him to be worried!
Why should the Drake family patriarch warn them? Was it to instill fear, or was there something more important behind their warning?
He was not sure about this and the only thing Jason was able to feel was that his will to live began to resurface.
When he heard that his masters were in danger, Jason felt emotions other than hate and anger within him, and Jason told himself that he wouldn't allow them to die!
If it was necessary, he would even burn his life force!
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Until now, he never gave them anything back, which he wanted to change slowly.
If he was able to protect them, why shouldn't he do so?
Right now, Jason assumed that his strength was comparable to that of someone with 200 drops of liquefied mana!
If he were to add Solaris' strong flames and other means to enhance his combat prowess, it would be even higher than that!
In the end, Jason had 20 drops of compressed liquefied drops of mana that were as strong as 60 drops of common liquefied drops of mana, while his primal awakening had increased his strength by roughly 80 drops of mana.
Additionally, his refined physique had received a boost in his physical strength equal to 15 drops of liquefied mana!
Meanwhile, his soul world's amplification of 40% had been released since the incident at the Yaslörn caves, which meant that he received a share of Artemis and Petri's strength.
Jason missed Scorpio a lot, but he had slowly begun to digest that his dear soulbond had truly died.
This didn't make the situation better, and the guilt-trap within him was still seemingly burning him from the inside.
The severed fortified soul conjunction had also been devoured by his soul world and the only remains of Scorpio were that he had been engraved within his soul world core.
Jason was still not as lively and happy as before because he had been thrown into the cruel reality once again, but he had realized that avoiding Scorpio's death as he had done with his mother's murder during his childhood, was impossible.
It was only when he met his masters that Jason could take a deep breath again.
Yet, the moment, Dalia, who didn't care about anything hugged him, the whole confidence about his acceptance of Scorpio's death had been washed away again.
"I know that you're still not over it. Cry as much as you want and then...take care of those Ifrytor's once we find them!!"
Even though Dalia's words hit the bullseye, Jason was unable to cry anymore. Instead of behaving like the child, everyone ought to be once, he decided to become different.
He had mourned long enough and it was time to face reality!
The situation on Argos was about to worsen and the tension increased with every day passing.
Furthermore, the number of foreign races that participated in the Great Argos war seemed to have increased, while their numbers were constantly increasing too!
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As such, Jason couldn't just mourn and be distracted, at least not if he wanted to protect others!
Scorpio had died because he had been too weak, and Jason wouldn't accept seeing this a second time!
*-Had Jason known how perilous and dark the future was about to become, he would have never thought about fighting back with his current strength. Instead, he would have fled along with everyone close to him!-*
After Dalia released him from her embrace, Jason announced that he required more cultivation resources and that he would join the other hunting groups!
Every single individual of a foreign race had a spatial ring and the content within was more than enough to provide him with enough resources to cultivate for several days without being forced to restrict himself!
With that in mind, he wanted to adjust himself to his newly gained strength, increase his combat experience against foreign races, and most importantly, show those foreign races that mankind was not just a pushover with whom they could do however they pleased!
Shane and Dalia knew that they were unable to hold him back, even if they wanted to.
It looked like Jason's unbending desire had been released at once, and it was the first time for them to perceive Jason's aura in a detailed manner.
"Is...that was what they were talking about?" Dalia mumbled, not sure what to think about the aura she perceived.
Yet, before anything else could happen, Fasro and his sisters stormed into the room, Jason and the others were inside, followed by Isga and the rest.
When everyone heard that Jason left the cultivation room for good, Isga and Jason's other friends, whom he hadn't talked to for some time, rushed towards him, while Fasro and his sisters were curious about his real identity.
Jason's aura, stigma, and mana absorption rate were just too unique to ignore!
The moment Jason saw everyone he just nodded his head to greet them, without showing his smile as he would have usually done.
His surroundings were also void of the calming and gentle aura he was usually releasing and filled all kinds of emotions.
This caused Yune, Isga, and Milan to look at Jason in confusion while Arya, who had nothing to do with Jason personally could only stare at him.
'His tattoo is glowing…?'
Jason was not even bothered about concealing the fact that he had genes from another race because humans couldn't differentiate transformed humans with a halfling as he was.
It was only when Shane and Dalia told him that he should prevent attracting too much attention that he reluctantly retraced his aura and stigma's glow.
After that , he turned to Fasro because it was obvious what he wanted to know.
Yet, despite liking Fasro and the Ariyor, Jason couldn't help but think that there was no need to answer them honestly.
As such he simply told Fasro
"What you think is probably right, but I won't go into detail. I don't know how it's possible either, so I would appreciate it if you guys could remain silent about it. At least, if the Ariyor clan doesn't want other races to find out everything, which would lead to them sending out troops to the Shandra country, right?
It's not only the Shiabi clan or other big clans that would suffer through this, but also the Ariyor race, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many Ariyor trying to protect the curse cleansing soulbond, right?"
Jason's words were fierce and completely different from how he normally acted.
This told everyone that he had yet to regain his old self if that was even possible after what had happened to him!
Fasro couldn't help but sigh deeply as he translated Jason's words to Ysla, who was the most curious about Jason.
After that he said
"Jason, just know that we don't plan to harm anyone here. Once you're ready and feel like sharing your secret, the Ariyor race, or I will lend you my time!"
Once Fasro had said that he turned around and left the room as Jason said in the universal language
"Thank you for your understanding"
Shane and Dalia couldn't help but sigh when they saw how Jason acted
"The situation we wanted to postpone at all costs has happened...He is forced to accept his fate and mature…"
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