Divine Emperor Of Death Chapter 510
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Misdirection...
As a result of influencing her actions through willing his intent into her Karma Thread, Princess Isabella's eyes were moving every time he gestured left and right.
There were no signs of her being openly aware of the influence he had on her.
'However, there should be a limit right?'
'How far can Misdirection work? Will she notice something amiss?'
Many questions popped up on Davis's head, making him wanting to try out and find more about Misdirection.
Willing his intent through using Karma Laws on Princess Isabella's Karma Thread, he influenced her to cast a gaze at Evelynn.
In a split second, Princess Isabella saw Evelynn with the corner of her eyes before she returned normal. She blinked once and resumed to listen to Davis's teachings as if nothing happened.
Davis realized that she didn't notice his influence, or he could be wrong and she did notice it but chose to ignore it.
'I need to further influence her and see if she notices anything amiss...'
This time, he thought of influencing her to see the empty wall of the room behind them, to test the limits. After all, there was nothing behind Princess Isabella that drew her attention.
And as expected, Princess Isabella turned her head quickly and saw that no one was at her back.
She instantly became confused and noticed that something was amiss with her actions, 'Why are my instincts telling me to look back, even when there's nothing of concern?'
"Is there something wrong?"
At this time, Davis spoke in a dissatisfied tone, as if he hated being interrupted or disturbed for any reason.
Princess Isabella cast her gaze to Davis as her two brows frowned. She stayed silent for a second or two before she shook her head, "Please continue..."
Davis nodded his head and resumed.
'Success...'
Princess Isabella did indeed notice something was amiss and but couldn't find fault with him.
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He concluded that as long as the target he influenced thought that the object in their gaze could garner their attention, they wouldn't notice anything amiss.
'This power Misdirection is in fact, frightening!'
He suddenly realized the potential of this power, the power of influencing one's actions.
In the future, if he somehow ended up in a position similar to the Emperor... he would not even need to command people.
He could basically sit back on the majestic Throne as the Emperor and influence the thoughts of his subordinates to do the work for him as his puppets and they would never know that their thoughts are being influenced.
In other cases...
He could make others do the dirty work for him...
Perhaps, as long as he wanted a woman, he can slowly influence their thoughts to make them like him... making them think that they had liked him through their own beliefs and conviction.
Just the thought of this sent chills up his spine!
With just Misdirection, he could ultimately become a mastermind who influenced the thoughts of the whole world by influencing major characters without garnering suspicion.
However, Davis never liked to scheme proactively. Only when the need to scheme arises would he begin to scheme, like the time when he made his parents battle to the death to ensure that they lay over their misgivings and cross their differences.
Nevertheless, Misdirection remained to be seen what different types of effects it had on people of different strengths.
For example, could he influence a higher stage Soul Forging Cultivator? That remained to be seen...
'Fallen Heaven, you're just too overpowered.' Davis just inwardly sighed as he continued to teach.
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The atmosphere in the Royal Xuan Capital gradually calmed down in a month. The guards were no longer on their toes, and the members of Arashi Family no longer pursued the matter.
Instead, they went silent, totally silent.
It could be seen that they were preparing to leave the city, disappearing in the path of the shadows.
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Nevertheless, the city returned to its normal state as it commonly functioned.
In Alchemist Scythe's Residence.
Other than the daily classes, Davis had some encounters with the people who were staying along with him in the residence.
For example, Jackson.
He desperately wanted to come under Davis's tutelage while completely realizing his powerlessness, however, each time the former asked, the latter coldly rejected.
For example, Lucia.
Who eventually gathered the courage to ask him hand over Glyn's corpse. However, Davis remained silent, refusing to comment.
He would just cast a glance in Nina's direction.
Lucia could only bite her lips helplessly whilst silently retreating to her room.
In the room where the Inscription Class took place, there were four figures. Three of them sat on the floor in a row while the last one sat in front of them, reclining on a chair.
The latter's eyes which belonged to Daniuis panned over to the right and saw Davis busy himself over the symbol in front of him as he nodded in an approving light.
However, he was still shocked!
The rate of improvement that Davis had in Inscriptions left him shocked.
This person whom he thought had an extreme foundation in Soul Forging Cultivation, was also able to grasp the symbols and able to construct it with relative ease.
As per his instructions, the three of them had practiced the lines and curves that a beginner should learn to inscribe the symbols. The three of them were still practicing, however, contrary to his expectations, his niece's son took a shortcut!
Davis looked at the contorted lines and an elliptical structure in the center, resembling an eye. The symbol he had inscribed took form and glowed as it is received approval from the heavens, giving off a rather powerful resonance that lifted his blonde hair.
He exhaled a few breaths and took his finger away from the symbol. His body which was warm, even hot turned a little cold while slowly becoming normal.
The profound curves and lines he had inscribed have taken a toll on him, quickly expending a good amount of soul force, leaving him exhausted enough to make him want to throw himself on the bed to rest.
The symbol in the air which glowed brightly, radiating undulations that neared the Sixth Stage, dimmed as if it were going to disappear.
Ultimately, the symbol didn't disappear but stably floated in the air.
At this time, the attention of the others was drawn over to him, Davis snapped down his fingers and the profound symbol that was in mid-air transformed into a speck of light and shot towards the magical beast skin parchment below.
The speck of light touched the parchment and quickly engraved itself on the surface. The contorted lines and the elliptical curves turned visible, the same as the symbol he drew.
At the same time, Davis used the word 'Conceal' from the Sky Word Language and engraved it on the parchment himself by using his soul force enveloped on his fingers.
At this moment, the parchment lit up as if it were resonating with the heaven and earth energy. This process only lasted for a moment before the resonation quietly disappeared.
Davis exhaled again before a smile lit up his face.
By the side, Logan and Claire had their mouths half-open, agape in astonishment and shock. The lines and curves floating in the air in front of them broke and disappeared from the lack of concentration.
Their eyes glazed as they looked over the parchment. A sense of unrealism welled up within their hearts.
After a few moments of silence, Claire finally opened her mouth.
"Davis, is that what I think it is?"
Davis shot a look over and smirked with a proud expression on his face, not at all bothering to show humility.
"Yes, it's a High-Level Sky Grade Inscription Symbol: Conceal!"
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