The Universe Is Innately Just 257 Crusade Under The Stary Sky Part Three

"Even with their strength, the rule doesn't change. The more I kill from their ranks, the less death there will be among the citizen.", he exclaimed in a soft tone with a calm face. He faced the many monstrosities with crystal clear eyes that seemed oblivious to the blood bath he was orchestrating.

None of the killings he accomplished was causing a change on his face, and he solely gave the impression of someone doing his homework. Every wisp of killing intents he generated was swiftly transmitted to his sword. It was gathered there before being absorbed by the sword's own aura.

An aura that- although hidden- could be sensed by every single creature on the battlefield. Sadly, the moment they felt its presence that was similar to the one released by one of their kins, they didn't have the time to turn their eyes toward it before their vision changed drastically before darkening.

Head fell one after the other as the young cultivator unleashed the a.r.s.enal of technique he had developed. Transitions between the style of 'Moon Above' and 'Sun Bellow' were executed every few moves in a fluid manner that didn't cause any pause in his movement.

His mind- clear of any futile thought- was at ease as he felt a chilling sensation coming from his right hand. His energy ran smoothly through his meridian as he controlled it in a fluid motion, and he felt as if he could read through the beast's movement patterns.

Using that information, his killing efficiency rose with each minute pa.s.sing as his mind a.n.a.lyzed the flow of the battlefield he was swimming in. Every beast he would slaughter would be used as an experiment to further better his heaven and earth energy.

"Those beasts aren't anything I can take care of in my current state…", he thought about the tremendously obscure and compelling blood essence signature he had vaguely picked up from quite the distance. "This is the moment where I will have to give my whole and prove that what I said to Spinters wasn't just empty words!", he exclaimed as he began looking for a way to further augment his fighting prowess.

Soon after he began fighting, he noticed that his zen mental state made him capable of better control of his lightning based heaven and earth energy. He felt the change through the execution of his technique that was leaving his body at a faster speed.

The crooked and novice meridian pathway cycle he used during the execution of 'Moon Above' and 'Sun Bellow' was changed. He aimed to completely rearrange the move energy outlet as his current strength was nothing compared to when he had created the two sister techniques. With every execution, the method used to released his heaven and earth would also be different.

"During this frame, there exists a slight pause in the distribution of energy through the meridians of my right arm…", he thought as he a.n.a.lyzed every little detail in his technique. "What I need to take down those terrifying beast I sensed can only be done with the right amount of firepower…", he thought with a bitter smile as he could feel his body's stamina drop lower and lower.

"This much isn't enough to take me out of the battlefield!", he thought as his figure turned into a ghost of the battlefield that slaughtered one mutated beast after another. His killing spree was beginning to attain height grand to the point where the beast wave in the north of New Casablanca could be seen thinning to the naked eye.

"Faster… I need to get stronger faster!", he mumbled through gritted teeth as he felt himself delve deeper in the a.n.a.lysis of his technique. His body went on a near autopilot, killing spree as his mind developed numerous ways of cycling energy through his meridian.

"The energy refinement pattern I've been using to direct my energy is too simple…". He thought while turning a creature's heart into powder after jabbing a beast's chest with 'Sun Bellow'. His sword technique had already been raised to a terrifying degree, capable of taking down any of the creature present in one move or two, but he was sure that this was far from being enough when he would face those at the top of the beast wave.

His mind worked in tandem with his body, as he began developing one application after another. Not all of them were done with success, and a few could even be said to have been a complete failure with his energy being far too lacking or on the contrary wasted because he had used too much of it.

But all of those attempts, and application he developed, served as a foundation for what would become Fell's own style of refining energy. A method unique to him that would take him further apart from the foundational cultivation technique Anzar had given him.

"What he had gifted me was a solid base. A foundation I can rely on as I make my first step through a dangerous world… But now it is time…"

"Anything is possible in a cultivator's life!", he thought as his mind turned into a colorful engine that roared with thousands of thought process. "Just like I did with the Ma.s.sin Martial Art.", he mumbled in a low tone while das.h.i.+ng through the battlefield. "I will use this cultivation method as the base of my technique and develop a method of controlling energy based on my own element!"

As soon as he took the decision, his creativity and imagination came in handy as he began experimenting in the middle of the battlefield.

Hours pa.s.sed, and the number of people who managed to take a peek at Fell's figure for more than a few frames was less than the fingers of a hand. Sometime, his entire being would sublime, and his presence would appear in the middle of the battlefield with raging lightning sparkling around his body.

Sometimes, it would just be his sword that would be surrounded by ferocious lightning energy that directly cooked any nearby flesh that approached it. Time advanced, and his efficiency at controlling his power continued rising through the hour of constant practice.

"This isn't something I can do in a single day.", he thought with a bitter smile. "But every inch of progress is something that can help me drastically.", he felt the fluidity of his energy as his body came to a stop for a single second — his cloth, fresh and untouched by the blood of the battlefield.

A complete contrast from his fight, the day before; As his clothes had turned into ragged fabric, that held tightly onto his body due to the number of injuries he had taken.

But now, he hadn't been touched at all during the entire time where he had stood in the north battlefield. His fighting prowess continually rising with each minute pa.s.sing, outlasting his old self with every new experiment he did.

"The foundation is the cultivation method given by Anzar… What I now need to do, is to practice the control of my heaven and earth energy constantly. Only then will I have the qualification to gaze at the opportunity of refining my own cultivation method.", he thought with a chilling cold calmness suffusing from his eyes.

He didn't give the impression that he was a young soldier fighting to protect his city. But simply, a young cultivator who was doing research in his immortal cave. His blood didn't boil, and his pa.s.sion didn't ignite nor kindle as everything was swiftly absorbed by his sword who had turned into a sheet for his emotions.

Soldier's Fortune was absorbing everything that surfaced from Fell's ego body. Killing Intent, joy, sadness, sorrow, every wisp of emotion he felt was swiftly transmitted to his bladed weapon. Apart from Killing Intent that served to strengthen his weapon, the rest was used to reinforce further the link existing between a sword and her user.

"This is the only way!", he thought as he darted forward. His heaven and earth energy flooded his leg, and in the next moment, his figure turned into a blinding figure that crossed the battlefield in one step. He reappeared in front of a salamander shaped lizard- the beast's jaw was open and was ready to snap at the MechSuit in front of him- and his speed didn't reduce as he didn't break off 'Solary Dive' usage.

His entire body turned into a sword as his body sparked due to his heaven and earth energy. A shower of blood turned the standing still MechSuit red as the youth disappeared in the distance.