《Ruthless Reincarnator》Chapter 42
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There will be no more Elves in this world. Or dragons, angels, demons and whatever.
In fact, as Tiphoon ravaged its own surface with Ice and Glaciers, Volcanoes and Ashes, killing all life, there would be no more magical beings as well.
A million years passed, Tiphoons’ surface now free of all and any life. For me, it was just the time to blink my eyes once.
My own body was then slowly dragged back to Tiphoon.
Then, it started to dissipate into reddish smoke.
A True Elf holds the key of reason.
Haha.
I had to laugh a bit.
My own body and cells were transformed by Tiphoon, and became a rich ground, a primordial soup, with hundreds of small pieces of DNA in it - in the form of bacteria.
My flesh and blood spread all around it, penetrating deeply even in the rocks and rivers, clouds and ice.
Tiphoon had plenty of Magic Power to use, power I had accumulated through billion and a half years. It was used to multiply my blood, nutrients and some of my DNA.
It was multiplied and impregnated in every single piece of Tiphoons’ surface, including some of its crust.
Everything on Tiphoons’ surface, now, had the key of reason, and also infinite differentiation potential.
And the Incomplete Seeds of billions of years first found their places amongst the rocks, rivers, clouds and air. The Individual Seeds slumbered in the atmosphere. It is so ironic - rocks have the key of reason, but the Individual Seeds, being Sealed, do not develop or use it.
Incomplete Seeds hold the key to manipulate magic power and qi.
They were needed for me to achieve the creation of Complete Seeds - and then Individual Seeds, which could create their own Incomplete Seeds by just existing.
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Oh, how easy would it have been if I could simply nourish all the Seeds by myself, instead of having to wait for them to do it. How easy it would have been if Gaia had sent a single Instinct Seed with me. But it didn’t.
Once the Individual Seeds appeared, Incomplete Seeds would be produced by them naturally, just as I used to produce them myself, just by existing.
Yes, more Individual Seeds were needed to make sure all Tiphoon would be covered in Incomplete Seeds as soon as possible, and fifty thousand years of forced evolution were needed as well.
The Individual Seeds had their own complete Souls, but they had been made to slumber - as the Seals on them so dictated.
Still, a single Incomplete Seed had become an Instinct Seed instead of becoming a Complete Seed.
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