Psychic Parasite

Chapter 107: The Javelin
In Wild Zone 6, a middle-aged man was roaming around, dressed in loose garments, white in colour. He was barefoot, feeling the sensation of his feet scrapping the mud as he walked.

Suddenly, he noticed a tremendous wave of aura gush out from the city walls, showcasing the full brunt of Psychic Ancestor Marble’s power. The aura brushed past him, travelling further into the wild, killing every Frenzy Beast it came across.

He then noticed a streak of light forming above Marble City, condensing into the figure of Rhachis Ancestor Light, creating a massive spear. Immediately, the spear turned magenta, becoming sturdy, gaining a significant amount of mass.

Looking at the two Ancestors raging with the intent to wage war, the middle-aged man focused his senses, noticing the direction the tip of the spear pointed towards. Comprehending part of the situation, the middle-aged man jumped, flying towards the spear, accumulating energy in his hands, intending to activate his Unranked Skill to complement their attack.

A psychic arm gushed into his clothes, forming layers around his body, binding him. A voice echoed in his ears, ”It is not the time for you to act yet. Don’t reveal your strength prematurely.”

The middle-aged man retracted his energy, allowing the psychic arm to bring him to the ground. He then watched Rhachis Ancestor Light finish his preparations, letting out a shout as he hurled the spear, igniting the essence of the Unranked Skill infused into it.

The 10-kilometre long spear disappeared from view, heading south-east, forming a trail of white in the sky. The middle-aged man gazed in the direction, veins popping up on his forehead as he listened to Psychic Ancestor Marble.

”Our city’s development has been hindered by at least three decades. I had to destroy all the Wisdom Plants; now, unless we recreate them again, our city will no longer be able to produce any Frenzy Fruits. Moreover, the researchers were the worst affected, with most them either dead or on the verge of death. Return to the city and help me.”

”I can take charge of creating the Frenzy Fruits. If I use my Unranked Skill in full, I will be able to sustain our city’s needs for the time being.” The middle-aged man said, seething with anger, ”Our losses are tremendous. Let that filthy worm experience the same.”

”We will,” Psychic Ancestor Marble replied, carrying the middle-aged man back to Marble City using a psychic arm.

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More than 7000 kilometres to the south-east of Marble City lay an expansive continent, boasting an area of 7.7 million square kilometres. It was surrounded by water, making it seem like an overgrown island.

Standing next to the highest peak on the continent was a Frenzy Beast, equal in size, sleeping. The mountain was filled with cracks, seemingly patched up after it broke down. Every time the Frenzy Beast breathed in, the mended rocks shuddered, looking intent to fly out.

Sitting on its forehead was a humanoid figure, spanning 10 metres in height. The figure looked a mix between man and beast, his body filled with cracks, forming black lines that coursed across the skin. On closer look, the cracks were capillaries that existed on the epidermis, transporting a viscous substance circulated within the body towards the head, sending them into the hair.

The hair grew like grass, their speed of growth quick. The ends of each strand had suction pod-like mouths, opening and closing as they played around with one another. After they were fully grown, the humanoid figure plucked them out, counting them.

”The limit has surpassed a million,” The smile etched on his face widened further, looking at the Frenzy Parasites. Noticing the sleepy state of the Frenzy Beast below him, the humanoid figure slapped its forehead, producing a sound equal to a thunderclap.

His hands dropped the Frenzy Parasites, watching a wave of psychic energy wash over them, sending them towards the ground, situated 50 kilometres from it, dropping them inside a lake.

The lake spanned a radius of 20 kilometres, having a depth of 100 metres. It was filled with a viscous solution; Frenzy Parasites swam through it, absorbing the solution into their bodies, furthering their growth.

As the new batch of Frenzy Parasites plunged into it—dropped towards the centre—they began to grow in size. The Frenzy Parasites that had finished their growth swam towards the edges, thanks to the machinations of the humanoid figure.

Standing on the land, surrounding the edges of the lake were birds, looking similar to pelicans, the only difference being their enormous sizes. The pelicans scooped out the Frenzy Parasites in their beaks, storing them until no more could be stuffed in, taking flight. They were immediately replaced by another wave of pelicans, scooping the Frenzy Parasites that had swum towards the edges.

They were the Frenzy Beast, Carrier Pelican; their only job was to disperse the Frenzy Parasites around the world.

There were similar lakes all around the region, their contents replenished at regular intervals. They were always surrounded by the pelicans, ready to carry the Frenzy Parasites that had finished their growth.

There were also other Frenzy Beasts in the mix, Tier 5 in strength, taking care of the viscous solution in the numerous lakes, ensuring their quantity doesn’t get depleted. They sought to keep the entire place self-sufficient, encasing planned steps, reporting each development to the humanoid figure.

”You can get going now. I’ll summon you when the next batch is ready.” Hearing the humanoid figure’s voice, a large pelican flew towards him, perching itself on the horn of the Frenzy Beast he sat upon.

Seeing its beak filled with Frenzy Parasites, the humanoid figure nodded, rubbing the underneath of its beak once. Nodding in pleasure, the large pelican took off to the skies, revealing its aura, dispersing a command to the rest of the pelicans.

Tier 6 Frenzy Beast—Carrier Pelican!

As the Carrier Pelicans disappeared from the horizon, the Frenzy Beast underneath the humanoid figure closed its eyes, immediately sleeping. The humanoid figure sighed, ”If only I can create more of your type; how easy would it become for me.”

It was almost impossible for a Child of Frenzy to breakthrough to Tier 2, due to its unique features, not to mention progress towards the higher levels. Moreover, since their strength was dispersed between a Warrior and an Esper, they could never dominate pure Espers/Warriors in a fight.

But, the moment they reached Tier 6, the status quo changes. The Child of Frenzy would be able to increase the sync rate in both its brain and spinal cord, surpassing the prior limitations, leading to a drastic increase in its basic abilities, not to mention it being able to inherit two Unranked Skills.

Having experimented on and nurtured innumerable Children of Frenzy, the humanoid figure was finally able to raise a Child of Frenzy to Tier 6, the Colossal Bawling Sheep. The rest of the Children of Frenzy that had broken through to Tier 2 and beyond were his prized collection, closely guarded.

The Colossal Bawling Sheep was lazy, never showing any interest in anything, only willing to sleep. Even then, the humanoid figure was satisfied with it, using it as his mount.

But, no matter how many times he replicated the same steps, he could never raise another Tier 6 Frenzy Beast from a Child of Frenzy, leading him to believe on many occasions of his prior achievement being a fluke.

Suddenly, the Colossal Bawling Sheep shot its eyes open, the action generating intense winds that swirled around. It emitted a dense flux of psychic energy, forming 6 psychic arms, converging them into a massive psychic arm above its forehead, beginning to condense it.

It was thanks to the danger sense imbued within the Colossal Bawling Sheep that it could react to the attack on time, making some preparations.

It also dispersed a small fraction of its psychic energy and pushed the humanoid figure behind its horn, shielding him. The massive psychic arm showcased its palm, ready to intercept an attack. At the next instant, a long spear, magenta in colour, its tip glistening with an ethereal hue capable of severing anything appeared, puncturing through it without pause.

Standing behind the Colossal Bawling Sheep’s horn, the humanoid figure lifted his right hand, intending to receive the blow head-on. The small instance bought by the large psychic arm gave him the time to react.

The marble spear punctured through the horn, the hole perfectly equal to the thickness of the spear, its inner edges perfectly smooth, signifying the sharpness of the spear.

The tip of the spear touched the humanoid figure’s palm, digging through it, touching his bone, resulting in a loud bang, the soundwave travelling across the entire continent, coursing further beyond.

The momentum carried by the spear lifted the humanoid figure, sending him flying in a straight line, showing no signs of stopping.

Even though the speed had long since dropped from being equivalent to the speed of light the moment a layer of marble coated on its surface, the difference between the two being huge, it was still frighteningly fast.

The scenery surrounding the humanoid figure became a blur, morphing from reddish-brown to blue in an instant. The straight line of flight also began to curve towards the surface, thanks to the gravity of the earth beginning to affect it.

’Boom!’

The humanoid figure crashed into a wall of white, looking softer than a sponge to him as they parted way, allowing his body to plunge deeper and deeper into the ice, finally coming into contact with the hardened rock.

The blow still had enough force to break through the rocks, bringing his body further deeper into the earth, finally entering a sea of lava. The ethereal tip of the marble spear had disappeared, seemingly having used up its energy. Cracks coursed through the shaft, looking on the verge of breaking up, the surrounding lava beginning to further damage it.

As he waved his left hand over it, the marble spear broke down into numerous shards, slowly melting under the heat of the lava.

The humanoid figure was alright for the most part, the bones in right palm suffering from hairline cracks, and a small hole formed in the point of contact, 3 centimetres in radius. The muscle that covered his right hand had evaporated, for the most part, leaving behind a couple of tendons, barely lingering in support.

”Is that it? I incited all of you but I only received a single attack?” The humanoid figure laughed, kicking at the lava surrounding him, using the resultant force to shoot his way forward, his actions quick. Soon, he entered a layer of rock, actuating similar actions to dash forward, each of his kicks crumbling tonnes of the rock layer to dust.

Followed by the layer of rocks was a layer of white, emitting a binding chill, equivalent to the coldest place on the planet. The humanoid figure experienced some difficulties, feeling the layer of ice too weak to propel him forward.

He exerted strength to his fist, sending out a punch, blasting all the ice in his way, making a path to the surface. Dropping down to the layer of rock, he used the stable footing to crane strength into his limbs, making a leap, crossing the layer of ice spanning kilometres in length.

He finally landed on a stretch of ice, looking around, marvelling at the scene; his mouth curled up, showcasing a toothless grin, ”The attack sent me flying to Antarctica.”