章節 75: You will stand with me by force!

Deviant-type Astralum

That was the type of astralum that Tom possessed; having this type of astralum meant that you couldn't level up and were stuck at level 1. However, it also meant that you could learn and master any technique, even if the requirement to learn that technique was to have a level higher than your current one.

When the voice had explained what a deviant type astralum was, Tom raised the issue of how he would be able to use a high-level technique if his reserve remained the same, since etherium reserve only increased if you level up.

To that question, the response was :

'Every time you manage to create or replicate a new technique, your Etherium reserves will increase'

What was happening right now proved that what the voice had said back then was the truth.

The moment he heard a voice in his head whisper that he had learned a new technique, Tom's nearly depleted reserves of etherium started to fill up.

In a split second, his reserves were full, but it didn't end there; the core located in Tom's head started to expand until it doubled in size.

After that, knowledge about the technique he had just learned -or created - started to flood his mind.

It was similar to when he unlocked the first seal and information about his two astralum filled his head, but here it was on a larger scale.

When he awakened his two astralums, he barely knew how to activate the time one, and he didn't even know precisely how his deconstruction Astralum functioned. However, right now, he immediately understood what this new time technique allowed him to do and even knew the consequences of using this technique.

Having gained a new time manipulation technique was an excellent new, he had been trying to create a new one for weeks without success.

However, there was a problem, and the problem was that he was still dying!

The new technique he just acquired wasn't a healing technique or anything of that sort, so his predicament hadn't changed!

'However, even though it's not a healing technique, I can use this ability to accelerate the healing process,' thought Tom as he activated the new time technique before commencing the healing process.

"Guys...hold on"

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"He isn't here anymore, so kneel" ordered Midrid as he looked at Mooglie and Tom's others subordinates.

However, to Midrid shock, they showed no intention to kneel before him, instead, their eyes became bloodshot after Midrid had "killed" Tom.

"I said KNEEL!" Said Midrid with a threatening voice, but Tom's subordinates still refused to kneel to him.

'How is it possible, how can they be so loyal to someone that isn't even a wisemonkies to the point of ignoring the order of their king?' wondered Midrid as he observed the defiant look in the eyes of Tom's subordinates.

What he forgot was that he wasn't the king anymore, the current wisemonkies had no king since the son of Midrid died.

When a new king ascends to the throne, the wisemonkies are forced to drink a mixture that makes them obedient to the king and also erases any traces of obedience they had toward the previous king. This is done so that a past king wouldn't try to oppose the new one's orders by instructing the Wisemonkies to do something against the current king's commands.

This was the reason why right now, Mooglie and Tom others subordinates could go against Midrid.

'Perhaps I shouldn't have killed that good-for-nothing' lamented Midrid.

He could have just exited his son's body without needing to suck all his life force in the process, but he deemed that letting his son live would be troublesome, since the latter could oppose him and give orders to the other Wisemonkies not to follow his commands.

It was what was called karma; he had killed his son because of the control he would have over the Wisemonkies, but now the very thing he needed was that control. Unfortunately, it couldn't be helped. He had thought that he would find loyal subjects ready to follow him even in hell, but alas...

The worst thing of all was that the ones he needed the most were the ones that were rejecting him.

The Midrid astralum was centered around darkness manipulation. One of its abilities allowed him to merge, or more accurately, it allowed him to cling to someone else's soul like a parasite.

He had used this ability to cling to his son's soul and absorb the vast majority of his strength. That was also why his son never managed to advance beyond low level 3, despite all the cores that he absorbed.

Each time the son absorbed a core, it was the father that benefited, and it was like that for the last few years.

One might wonder why he did that, considering he could have just stayed the king and hoarded all the cores for himself without needing to invade his son's body. There were two reasons for that:

The first reason was that he was truly fatally injured after his fight against the chief of the cristallite. The second reason was that, despite what the other Wisemonkies of his time thought, he didn't have the talent necessary to surpass low level 3.

However, everything changed when he attached his soul to someone talented. If the Wisemonkey to which he attached his soul is talented, then he also benefits from that talent.

He attached himself to the soul of his son, who was more talented than himself, and managed to surpass what his own talent permitted. He also healed as time passed.

If he had done all of that, it was to become stronger to the point where he could kill the chief of the cristallite, he had gotten stronger, but he couldn't do it alone, he needed underlings that will fend the others cristallite while he killed their leader.

That was why he needed the strength of Mooglie and the others in the special unit; they were the strongest and the most needed among the wisemonkies for his plan to eradicate the Cristallite to work.

'If they don't comply by themselves, then I will force them!' thought Midrid.

Although Mooglie and the others didn't want to serve him, he could always force them. The Wisemonkies were a race that respected strength above all. If he showed them that he was the strongest, then they wouldn't have any other choice but to kneel to him, even if they didn't want to.

"I have given you the choice to stand with me by your own volition, but since you refuse, then I will make you stand with me by force!"

Before Mooglie and company could fully register what he said, Midrid had already moved.