Chapter 118: Your Form Ignites

Elias thought he could glimpse great anger in the eyes of the Commander, and if he said he was not expecting it, then he would be lying, but Elias always thought it was better to do first and apologize than wait for permission.

Such an attitude would most likely find someone dead, but Elias had died once, and he was not too afraid of that happening again.

The Commander rubbed her temples and gave a small laugh, “You do know that as a Wisp, you cannot use their Lumina, and only at the Mist Phantom Stage do you begin utilising this power, but what happens at the Fury Forge Stage?”

Elias had gained enough hints about this Stage that he believed he knew a part of the answer, and he replied to the Commander’s question with a hesitant question/answer of his own, “You forge your flesh?”

The Commander nodded, “You are presently on your way to becoming a Fury Forge, and so this would be the first time for your Lumina to Forge your flesh in preparation for the Mist Phantom level. You are going to be building pathways in your body for your Lumina to be able to flow through it. Now, can you begin to guess why having a Lumina Vein Art before you fully become a Fury Forge is important?”

This time she did not wait for Elias to reply, as she continued speaking, “For a normal Siphon, the Lumina Vein created in their bodies are simple, it is just a direct channel from their pools to their flesh, and when they practice any Lumina Vein Art in the future, there is a disconnect between the veins they have already created and the ones made by the Lumina Art. Few would have more than a twenty percent link with their Lumina Pool.”

“Consider this, a Siphon already creates a straight road from their pools to their flesh, and the Lumina Art they practice creates a hexagonal vein through their bodies. There would only be a few spots where the veins created by their Art and their Fury Forged flesh would connect. Now do you see why having a Lumina Core inside you is an indispensable part of your Fury Forge?”

Elias drew in a deep breath, feeling like a fool, as understanding flowed through him. He had seen how the Lumina Scripture and Lumina Arts claimed all of his Lumina Pools.

Then it meant that the moment he began upgrading his body to the Fury Forge Stage, the veins created inside him would not be straight lines, but it woulf follow the path created by his Lumina Art, ensuring there was a one hundred percent connection between his Lumina Pools and his flesh.

His Fury Forged flesh would use his Lumina Vein Art as a foundation, and Elias could imagine how much power could be gained from such a thing. If there were two people using the same Lumina Art, the first person with a core and a perfect Lumina Vein circulation would be five to ten times stronger.

No wonder this was called a perfect Fury Forged flesh that was truly complete. Still, why was it a bad thing that he used multiple Lumina Arts? It only meant that his body would endure more strain than most, and he had already anticipated such a thing.

The Commander must have gleaned the thoughts in his head as she sighed, “You must believe that the path of Fury Forge using the core of a Lumina Art is a simple process, but it is not, Elias. It is a violent cataclysm that would remake your flesh. Your Lumina wants to travel in the path of least resistance, and so it takes a straight line, but your Lumina Art would force it to follow through new and twisted channels, and it would rebel, but if this were the only danger, then this would be nothing to talk about.”

She gestured to the space around them, “Have you forgotten what your Lumina Vein Arts are? The changes they would make in your flesh are the very language of the divine and the demonic, and in your case, also the void. You would be etching three different concepts on your flesh at the same time, and you have no idea the power behind these. Truly, the ignorant are fearless.”

Elias looked down in shame, but there were no regrets in his eyes, as he had guessed a bit about what would happen, and yet he wanted to do this, not only because he knew that his Talent would approve this path, but because he wanted to feel what it would be like to take himself to the limit beyond what was accepted.

He was done trying to regret the person he was, or deny that he was a fool that would probably not live long if he kept pushing himself towards danger. Who wanted to live forever anyway?

“Ah, I should have expected this, you believed that your healing would save you… You think you are immortal.” The cold voice of the Commander shook Elias to the core, as he looked upwards with surprise, so she knew of his healing. “Well, immortal… let us see if you would survive the first forging of your flesh. If you do, perhaps you will begin to learn restraint.”

Elias sighed, and his anger came to the surface, “You dropped me into a hellscape as a Wisp to fight Siphons many times greater than my Stage, and now you talk about restraint? Where is the line drawn, Master? Only when I do it? I follow you, Commander, but this life is still my own, and I fight your battles, but this body is my own. Would you support me or allow me to walk alone, Master?”

Her eyes widened a bit before darkness covered his sight, and he could barely appreciate the sight of a black and white world with his body frozen in the air, covered by a cloud of Lumina, when everything came crashing into place.

Everything began happening at once; he could hear, taste, and smell everything.

The air was charged with incredible power and his body was at the center of that storm, he could barely hear the roar of the transforming Flesh Mauler as it seemed so far away from him.

Elias felt the weight of it now, not just in his soul, but in the very fabric of his being, and he knew why the Commander had almost mocked him.

He did not understand the power of concept; he had seen Rhys command shadows like they were his arms, or seen flames dance across the hands of Brother Valerius, but he had not felt what changes like these could do to the body.

His eyes opened wide, and he saw his body that had healed up to a perfect state, except for one difference: his hands, the fifteen crimson bonding runes the Commander had drawn inside her Lumina Space, had appeared in reality and were etched into his flesh.

But he blinked, and he saw that the tattoos were his Ascendant Swarm; they were spreading, crawling up his arms, across his chest, down his spine, like living tattoos of molten starlight and purple madness. They pulsed in rhythm with all of his Lumina Arts and Scriptures.

Elias did not know if this tattoo of bonding should have appeared in reality or if his Swarm had been able to perfectly duplicate something that was so complex, but he had no time to consider what these could do to his ascension when he felt the final barrier shatter.

The hundred pools, no longer mirrors, but windows, erupted.

His Lumina did not flow; that was too mild for what they did. They erupted, and inside him, the blood orb exploded into a river of blood, and his mountain emitted a groan, while the massive tablet released a pulse that made infinity convulse.

Red rivers from the Crimson Dominion, violet voids from the Scripture, and gray crushing weight from the Art of Stone, all three poured into the same space, and that space was his body.

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