Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Chapter 133 The Insurgent Magnus Within (2)

It was quite the freaky feeling, having something in your chest.

It was different from when Skullius saw his own core that shone brightly in his bone body as this time, he couldn’t see it at all.

What was it doing?

Skullius didn’t feel any new sensation from having the Fruit of World Myths. He waited a few seconds to see if something would happen but he truly felt no change.

This item was already weird as he had yet to understand how its uses were unlocked and used. He had hoped to spur some action from it using the two skills but the result was underwhelming.

‘Can it come out?’ Skullius thought as he willed the Fruit of World Myths to come out from his body, but it remained in place.

A notification popped up instead.

[The ‘Fruit of World Myths’ has been integrated into ‘Discount Human’ body permanently]

…!

“What?! What’s with this thing?!” Skullius blurted._.

What were the rules?!

Was there an immediate benefit for this?

Skullius once again used [Evil Darkness Production] to see if there was any change.

Surely, there had to be something otherwise this thing was a mere freeloader.

CHLLLLK!

A weird sound emerged as shockingly, the wisp of darkness that sprouted from his finger grew longer than before while being more lively!

Skullius even felt it to be a bit more vivid and ominous as its colour was shockingly deeper and more uniform, its movement more intense!

“There’s a difference!” Skullius exclaimed in joy.

There really was a change and it wasn’t just the length!

The darkness he had conjured before felt.. bland, as crazy as it sounded. It was indeed the unique essence he had used before but this one…

It was different.

Skullius felt as if he had touched upon the genuine and pure element, being able to conjure it at will, though in limited amounts.

Sause had been able to blow away the darkness within the multiple spaces in the Labyrinth of the Yoke because it was never the real thing in the first place.

Even he had stated it.

Skullius had touched upon the true [Evil Darkness] and [Just Light].

This made sense when he thought about.

“I guess all I was able to use in the Labyrinth was a lesser version. It makes sense I guess,” Skullius said. “So to be able to truly use the power of the Insurgent Magnus, I must have the Fruit of World Myths within me?”

A lot of mysteries were still hidden under a cloak of…. mystery.

Skullius shook his head, ridding himself of such thoughts as they had no answers at the moment. Instead, he dipped himself in the exciting task of trying to conjure greater variations of darkness and to see how he could use it effectively.

First, the Discount Human tried to increase the volume of [Evil Darkness] he could produce per unit of mana which turned out to not be that much even with the help rendered by the Fruit of World Myths.

At this point, Skullius could at most produce half a human shadow worth of [Evil Darkness] and that was after continuously repeating the process of manifesting and withdrawing the darkness from his fingers while shaping it with [Basic Evil Weaving] which worked like a charm.

It was quite peculiar that he was doing all this while was being piggy backed by the armoured Red Rage but the Discount Human barely spared a thought to the awkwardness.

[Basic Evil Weaving has levelled up]!

[Evil Darkness Production has levelled up]!

The results of Skullius’ hard work showed from time to time as he pushed himself, and when the sun finally came down, Skullius stopped.

[Basic Evil Weaving] put his mind to the test as all the shapes he imagined were applied to the darkness when he strained his mind, his full focus was being on high demand each second.

When he chose to take a rest, Skullius was drenched in sweat, or rather… water, a cheap replacement for actual body fluid.

“Let’s stop for a bit, Red bro,” Skullius said.

Red Rage stopped and Skullius threw himself on the ground to rest.

The Apostle sat at his side and watched as his master’s chest went up and down rapidly.

Mana depletion and mental exhaustion combined to form a big ass bitch.

It took a few minutes for Skullius’ mind to stop spinning and for his body to stop feeling so heavy.

He rose and sat up straight, finding the golden glowing sockets of Red Rage gazing at him.

“Don’t look at me like that, bro, I’m working hard here. For us,” he said.

Red Rage didn’t show much of a reaction but his intent reached Skullius anyway.

“Jeez, this race change has really made you a pain in my pelvis hasn’t it? You’re all I have right now, bro. The curse I have probably won’t let me find anyone to help us unless they are stronger than Somanda. Besides, if anyone sees what we really are, they won’t care enough to not erase us. We have to be smart.”

Apparently Red Rage was dissatisfied with how Skullius had handled the matter in Eofel. Red Rage had really wanted to help Elita but as a follower, he didn’t exactly know everything about his master, including the UNCoddled curse.

“Besides, Red bro,” Skullius said as he raised his hand to give his Apostle a thumbs up. “I need a hero like you to save my pelvis everytime I’m in need of help.”

Red Rage’s sockets flared, almost igniting in flame as he also raised his hand and gave Skullius a thumbs up.

[Apostle Red Rage approves of your cheese. +25 Favourability]

“What? You know what, never mind. Don’t waste your blessing Red bro, why don’t you go and level up your skills? We’ll need it.”

The Pelvis Boar-Man immediately rose to begin session…. after he had asked to borrow Skullius’ sword that is.

When looking in his spatial storage, Skullius remembered that he still had a chest that hadn’t been opened!

However, his excitement died down as he recalled that he didn’t have any mana at the moment along with the fact that his ability to produce [Just Light] was simply non-existent.

His affinity was not even graded at the moment and who knew how much time he needed to raise it up.

He would have to wait a bit more to accomplish that.

Seeing Red Rage in the distance as he repeatedly swung the Baleful Gale Reaper while also spamming some of his other skills, Skullius decided to kick  his grind up a notch.

There was no need to only focus on his class skills. He still had other skills that needed to level up and evolve especially the one skill that helped him begin the entire journey…