The Rebirth of Evelyn Knox

Chapter 168: Rochester's March

Evelyn shook off the distracting thought. "Anyway, since the illusion can be disrupted in this way, using soul power should be able to make it much harder for the opponent to dispel!"

Obviously, it wasn't that she believed that only soul power would be able to dispel illusions created with soul power, had that been the case, who else in the world could refill their soul power like her? Instead, it should simply take a disproportionately higher amount of spirit power to dispel illusions created with soul power.

She had clearly observed it just now, that although Bree had used about ten points of spirit power in that move, only about three points were really needed to break the illusion, while the rest went to waste. Coincidentally, that was exactly the amount she had poured into the move.

Evelyn couldn't help but sigh. "Although it's a great skill it's a pity that I didn't get any chaos essence."

Having used 'Chaos Incarnate' to convert her spirit power into soul value so frequently, the status of her preliminary understanding of chaos essence had already reached 12%. 

But Evelyn felt that for every bit of familiarity she gained with this strange form of energy upon using that skill, it became all the more elusive.

That is, the higher her level of understanding the harder it became for her to progress. As this was the only way she knew of to gain more of it, if she couldn't find any other source. Evelyn would have to depend entirely on slowly grinding her comprehension using 'Chaos Incarnate'!

And this wasn't even mentioning that absorbing the chaos energy had also given her 150 spirit power! Having more spirit power was always a good thing, since it would always be a direct boost to most of her abilities.

Evelyn frowned. "I feel like this will definitely be a great breakthrough in my strength, maybe even bigger than that multiple milestone jump!"

Had either Bree or Ruru had a proper understanding of how this world worked, they would have shuddered in horror. After all, no one crossed multiple milestones at once, and what did exceeding even that mean?

Wasn't that just saying 'I wish to explode spontaneously'?!

The pink haired girl took a deep breath. "Okay, now I have two choices. I can either use that eyeball from the 'Thousand Eyed God' to try and see if I can get any chaos energy out of it or I can wait."

Evelyn walked back and forth while frowning deeply. "It would be stupid to have that grade nine enslavement array and not even think of using that eyeball. It's like a perfect combo that fell right into my lap! But"

Although that grade nine enslavement array 'Watcher of the Skies' was supposedly incomplete, it only had three major drawbacks.

First, to enslave a beast, she would need a tissue sample, and the more 'critical' it was, the better. Since she already had the 'eye' of the 'Thousand Eyed God', this condition was already fulfilled.

The second problem with this method was that it would 'greatly reduce vitality' upon use. Now, while this might be a horrifying idea to most people, it wasn't really a big deal to Evelyn.

After all, with her advanced regeneration, she would be able to restore her vitality over time. This ability hadn't yet come in handy, since Evelyn never allowed herself to be in a precarious enough situation.

Obviously, Evelyn understood that even she would die if she was killed.

Restoration of vitality wasn't instant, and her healing ability also wasn't without limits. 

If someone cut her head off, what then? It would simply be game over.

Although that would actually be true if she was somehow able to acquire the primordial vitality ability Reincarnation.

Then she really wouldn't die if she was killed. But thinking about how absurd the requirements had been for that skill Evelyn shook her head ruefully.

There were surely ways to acquire it for herself outside of the method at that place, but they were also likely to be equally difficult.

And finally, the last restriction of the 'Watcher of the Skies' array was that the 'master' must have higher vitality than the 'slave'.

The pink haired girl sighed. "If I could just know how much vitality that thing has left, I would then be able to confidently use the array. It's a pity that the 'Thousand Eyed God' can't be subdued even by Aurora, so I can't really risk it."

Although it was possible to get 'volunteers' to sacrifice their vitality to the array to make up for the difference between the beast being enslaved and the master,  Evelyn felt that this method must also have other drawbacks.

After all, there were many attributes of that broken array that were still unknown and obscured.

The pink haired girl sighed as she climbed into the bed to snuggle with Bree. "Forget it, I'll let the 'Thousand Eyed God' be free for a little longer. In the future though I'll definitely take it for a ride."

While the pink haired girl was fantasizing about enslaving the 'Thousand Eyed God', however, a certain King was desperately hoping not to encounter the beast in the midst of his journey through the Wonderland of Doom.

Rochester was betting on his luck not being that bad, since that beast preferred to use a strange hibernation skill to preserve its vitality whenever it was not hunting. This meant that, most of the time, it was probably sleeping deep underground.

Moreover, with his son having snatched one of its eyes, and having suffered at the hands of the two Sentinels of the academy, it was sure to be focusing on recovering first before making any moves.

Of course, even if it appeared, they wouldn't be completely helpless. But if they suffered some losses at its hand before they managed to make it retreat, Rochester would have to seriously reconsider his 'visit' to the academy today, which would be a great loss.

After all, mobilizing their national artifact the flying sword Eruniel really wasn't cheap! Every minute of flight consumed a full spirit core!

Thankfully, the speed at which it moved was truly incredible. It didn't take them long to pass through more than half of the Wonderland of Doom, and surprisingly, none of the hegemons of the forest seemed to feel adventurous enough to face their army.

Rochester would have laughed out loud in joy had it been any other day. After all, was this not fate telling him that his journey today would be smooth, and all his goals easily achieved? But today he could feel no joy at all.

Instead, the further they went, the colder the Terran King felt in his heart. Because even though he had been through almost half of the Wonderland of Doom, their army received not one signal of distress.

Even if he could convince himself that his son was in some remote corner, and unable to detect their passing, what about the rest?

Out of the thousands of soldiers he had sent to this place to aid in his son's mission how could there be none who spotted the magnificence of Eruniel in the skies?!

It was impossible for his elite soldiers to not be able to realize they were here. Impossible!

Unless they were all dead.

Thousands of elite soldiers all handpicked after countless Terrans shed their blood and tears in training

The Guardian Beast of Earth

One of his trusted generals 

The most trusted personal aide whose talent had once shocked the kingdom The man who could enlist the help of even high-grade beasts!

And his son!

His Craig!

He still remembered how his little boy had smiled at him and assured him confidently that he would fulfill his dreams.

Rochester could feel a pain deep in his heart as he finally realized the possibility. Was his Craig gone? Just like that?

Even when he knew he would be disgraced and mocked, he still followed his orders to go court that whore of a princess in Aquavahn, for the slightest possibility that it could boost their war efforts.

The boy who had always exceeded his expectations, right from his birth. He dreamed the same dreams, and spoke the words of his mind, and Rochester had never believed more in someone than he did in his son.

He believed

The 'Thousand Eyed God', the untameable beast that freely roamed the continent as it pleased would be their pet.

The 'Ancient Academy', that unbreakable stone that had shattered countless Terran hammers in the past thousands of years would be in the palm of his hand!

The Lavinian Empire's arrogance would be snuffed out! Gwyntere would fall to its knees! The day that the Terrans ruled over the entire continent wasn't far!

And yet

Rochester's eyes chilled as he clutched the handle of his war hammer, and even the veteran generals standing behind him at the tip of the sword shivered. Today the King would probably not retreat without spilling blood.