The Villain's Story

Chapter 605: [605] Sorcery of Death.

Chapter 605: [605] Sorcery of Death.


[It"s...pa.s.sable. 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.


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 s.p.a.ce 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, s.p.a.ce 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?!"


An enraged shout escaped his lips. For a second, Alan forgot who he was talking too. He was so angry he forgot it was Ariel!


[What did you say?]


Thankfully, not all sense of reason had abandoned him, He regained his composure a second later and asked her


"... Why?"


His voice was innocent, and immensely filled with guilt and apprehension, as if he truly regretted his previous actions. It was all a facade, though. His acting had really improved. But despite it all, He was still harboring malicious intentions that he could not hide from Ariel.


The great dragon, was understanding and benevolent to her "grandson".


[Don"t make the same mistake again. You"ll be thanking me for it one day.]


"But..."


[Just learn Lanesha"s sorcery, or create your own. Your own sorcery will be more helpful, to you, though.]


"But...what the heck is sorcery?"


He was truly, genuinely confused. Modern definition would be the way to use magic... But that was the system. Humans and every species used the system to cast magic! Skills and everything else. The system acted as a medium for it, therefore...wasn"t it sorcery as well? Well, at least every species except the Elves and Dragons. The Elves...he had heard they used a way to cast magic without the help of the system. It was apparently taught to them by an ancient dragon, and thus that was why they were so indebted and devoted to his species.


[Use your eyes, and study for the skills you received, That should serve as the basis for your sorcery. Try to be inspired from them and create your own.]


"Your system can do that?"


[Of course it can! I just removed the other facilities and that darn cage. You can still use mine to do the other things.]


"... What other things? Check my stats and descriptions?"


Well, that was like the most important part of the system removed... The ability to cast magic easily.


"Whatever... I"m still a dragon."


Indeed! He still belonged to the race that was the epitome of magic. He could figure something out... Right! Even though he had no idea what the f.u.c.k Ariel was talking about.


Sorcery... He had to give the topic some time. But firstly... He needed a good night"s worth of sleep. He had been busy doing so many things!


First was the raid on the Labyrinth city, led by the Minotaur king! Defeating that d.a.m.n b.a.s.t.a.r.d, then the moment he came back. Before he could get even a minute of rest, Lanesha had summoned him to a strange planet to slaughter random celestials.


""


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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[a.s.sociation, 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 d.a.m.num?"


"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 a.s.sociation 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.