Bro, I'm not an Undead!-Chapter 1505: Cursed Mind’s Eye

Four giant wolf-like beings skittled across the sky, moving at speeds that teased a certain amount of camaraderie with light. But ironically, the wolves themselves were as black as the night, their shaggy furs spotting hints of blue. The dark glow in their eyes was traumatizing for the Cavern they attacked; they were the only thing the creatures saw before suddenly feeling stabbing agony.

The wolves lobbed great chunks out of the Cavern they passed by. One was left with a large chasm that spanned from its chest to where its right side should have been. Another suddenly found that its entire lower body was missing. freeweɓnovel.cøm

Yet another Cavern, strong and fast enough to react to the wolves by sending a snaking torrent of poisonous green liquid that frothed… still found that its efforts were hopeless. Its head was torn from its body when one of the wolves opened its maw wide, snapping forth in a fraction of a millisecond.

The forces of the Cavern were dwindling at an alarming rate because of these dark wolves, but oddly, none of them were dead. They might have been dismembered and disembodied, but their innards didn't show; blood didn't even spray from their bodies. What remained of them grew still, suspended.

These wolves were products of Illyinni Wolverik's technique, Nether Wolves, Serial Standard. They were made up entirely of a variant of the concept of space that was extremely limited, but effective. Everything the wolves interacted with would be non-lethally transported to a separate space that Illyinni governed. This space was a little like Stagnant Space – large and nebulous – but she had full control over it.

Her victims wouldn't die unless she herself interacted with the parts of them that were sealed in the separate space, or if the wolves did. Until then, both parts would remain in a state of suspended death.

Originally, Illyinni could only produce four of these wolves, each roughly as large as a man, but now, she could create twelve of them, each about five meters all and half as wide. These bigger wolves had added utility and offensive abilities as well.

As to where the other eight wolves were…

"Illyinni, leave the fodder to me! You two focus on stalling those things!" Shura cried from the distance.

He was being swarmed by a portion of the seemingly endless Cavern and the four wolves Illyinni had sent had been meant to relieve pressure on him. Shura thought Illyinni was needlessly sentimental, generous even. To think she'd part with a quarter of her strength to help him when she and Vali were trying to hold back the two Divine Cavern that were trying to rip the entire force to shreds…

He scoffed.

'Who does she think I am?'

As he smashed seven Cavern into the ground near instantaneously, and leaped off the bodies of their fellows that charged after him only to vanish as though he were an illusion, he spared a glance at the common experts that he, Vali, and Illyinni were leading.

Nine of them had been brutally killed as soon as the two Divine Cavern had appeared. He had seen it. But strangely, those nine – borne through, decapitated or cleaved in two – had suddenly vanished from where Shura had last seen them. He couldn't help but wonder if they had been devoured.

'Or was it….?' he dared to think, glancing at the sky. But this wasn't the time for speculation.

His body turned into an illusion once more when twenty-seven Cavern attacked him with a series of projectile abilities. It was a well-coordinated attack. But there was a snag. The Shura these Cavern saw was no Shura at all. As the many beams and rays crashed into him, he dispersed like mist.

The real Shura was a distance away, making a gesture with his right hand.

Families and Houses had more than just their House and Family techniques to use in combat. In the spirit of some form of camaraderie, experts within all establishments had created inclusive utilitarian skills open to experts of all levels within their Houses and Families. They were called Auxiliary techniques. They worked by giving basic mana simple instructions that would require modest skill in mana manipulation.

Creating illusions was one such effect that could be accessed through an Auxiliary technique. A sudden, shirt-lived burst of speed was another.

…!!!

Shura barely managed to catch sight of it. An enemy came flying from his right side with atrocious speed. By the time, he activated an Auxiliary technique that empowered his speed for a second, rushing out of the way, a chunk of his side, intestines, and kidney had already been yanked out by an ugly hand with stubby fingers.

It was one of the Divine Cavern. Each part of its body was built like a thumb, stocky and blocky. Even its head was squashed, with a wide-set pair of red eyes that kept following after Shura even after he appeared five hundred meters away and began dashing to North to create more distance between him and the creature.

Most of the Cavern at high levels seemed to just be able to fly whether with or without wings. This one was no different. It sped towards Shura. In less than a second, it was reaching for him. When it grasped his head, he vanished into thin mist, as did the rest of his body.

Grunting, it searched with its red eyes and found him nigh instantly. He was seven hundred meters away, glaring at it. But this time, he wasn't alone.

A voluptuous woman – better shaped than an hourglass, thicker than sour milk – with navy blue hair tied into a French braid was behind him, pressing her hands against his back. Her eyes were lit in a vibrant azure as she mustered the effects of her technique. She healed Shura's wounds at once.

"I'll stick with you. Get reckless," Vali said to the man, smiling seductively.

The older man sighed. It was uncanny how this clone of Vali felt exactly like her, down to the level of strength.

"Very well," he said, and he resumed the gesture he had been making before. Two of his fingers were propped up.

As the lesser Cavern, empowered by the presence of the Divine Cavern charged towards him and Vali's clone, he swiftly activated the Desmonn House Technique. He closed his right eye and opened his left wide.

The brown eye turned bloodshot. Clouds of red blood almost hid his iris and pupil, but in the end, the latter grew outward, dying the whole eye black. In the centre of the darkness, a crack appeared, stark white. The whole eye was caving in, creating some kind of gateway not of flesh and blood, but…

'Cursed Mind's Eye.'

The Cavern rushing towards Shura continued to do so, but absent of their will, they kept looking into his dark eye deeply, particularly into the white crack in the middle from which the bright white light was expelled.

Suddenly, their own eyes were glazed over with black too, and cracks opened within them… creating gateways into their minds.

Shura owned an Advanced Mind Casting Class. Naturally, that was the basis behind his technique.

If there was anything Mind Casters understood, it was that mental energy had a form. It could be utilised and also extracted.

Shura's technique, Cursed Mind's Eye, did both.

Originally, it gave him access to the information within a target's mind and even allowed him to steal their mental energy, which resulted in them losing intelligence and consciousness.

It was a powerful technique indeed. But it had weaknesses. The longer Shura used it, the more he himself felt a strain on his mind. At most, he could affect a thousand experts if they were weaker than him. If they stood in the same league of power him, his limit was ten. On top of that, each usage effectively meant he would sacrifice his eye or eyes right after he was done.

Some of these cons remained even now, after he'd used the [Soul Talisman], but the boons far outweighed them.

The Cavern affected by the Desmonn House Head started landing right before him, one after another, stunned.

All the information they had was translated into Shura's mind within 0.006 seconds – knowledge of their abilities, the Under, Boron, everything.

Additionally, their mental energy was also siphoned. All of it. Previously, Shura couldn't necessarily use it for anything other than offense, but now…

Grinning at the subtle fury that showed on the face of the Divine Cavern when it saw all 57,574 of its lessers come to a stop, Shura harnessed all the millions of units in mental energy he had collected… and mixed them in with his Nitros.

'Cursed Mind's Eye... Reversal!' Shura thought.

This was a new facet of his technique he'd created. It allowed him to efficiently expend the well of stolen mental energy for various purposes. In this case…

Shura walked up to the strongest Cavern he could see and placed his hand on its chest.

The Divine Cavern in the distance sensed something wrong and flashed towards him immediately, but Vali rushed to meet it. It swatted her torso away with a casual swipe of its arm, turning her into blood mist.

…But Vali (the clone) healed almost immediately after. Her body was saturated with cancerous cells, and she expanded into a massive blob that sprouted fleshy tendrils, grabbed the Divine Cavern and pulled it into an ugly maw she had sprouted.

The Cavern burst of the ghastly form Vali had taken in a fraction of a second, but she had done well enough as a distraction.

Shura had already infused the collected mental energy and Nitros into the Cavern and ensured that it established itself firmly into the creature's body. The Cavern began to change. Its flesh throbbed and twitched violently and changed colour to a chocolate brown. Its eyes, shining white, glared at the Divine Cavern - at its kin.

Shura grinned.

'It worked.'

It was a masterpiece of ingenuity that he'd created just now.

The only other person who could admire it right then was Vali. The woman donned a mischievous smile. Her inspiration soared.

'Oh. He's created a remedy of sorts. An anti-Cavern,' she thought, spying the scene of the morphed brown Cavern.

It rose into the air, prepared to face its former superior, thrumming not greater power than the Divine Cavern... but with a solution.