God's Eyes

Chapter 791 - Less Is More

Unable to move properly, Jason could barely fly through the sky, which slowed down the other Mewi that wanted to return to the shelter as quickly as possible.

Thus, Solaris, who was still occupying his mana core utilized its own mana in order to manifest black wings on Jason's back before it controlled them.

Through this, their flying speed increased by several times, allowing them to return to the shelter in less than two hours.

However, what they saw next caused the Mewi and even Jason to frown.

The entire shelter was surrounded by numerous marine beasts, and there were multiple, gaping holes in the outermost shelter wall, while the second wall had only a total of two holes.

Fortunately, the innermost wall was still safe, but from what Jason was able to perceive, the wall wouldn't hold out for long either.

This was a bad sign and clearly showed how dangerous the overwhelming number of marine beasts truly was.

Jason and the others had assumed that the biggest threat of the entire Oceanfolk army was their Elite, but that didn't seem to be the case.

Contrarily, it was the huge number of opponents that were using their affinities, and physical strength to devastating the walls in their entirety.

This would allow them to slowly approach the shelter from all directions.

There was only one advantage Jason and the others perceived- the marine beasts that were able to fly had already been killed!

In the end, there had only been a few marine beasts that had been able to fly, and even that could at most be called hovering in the air, not flying properly.

It was what Jason had expected, only with fewer issues originating from the numbers of the Oceanfolk.

However, in the end, strength was everything that counted, and with the strongest Mewi that had returned as reinforcements to the shelter, Jason was sure that they wouldn't have a problem.

He wanted to help too, but Brell told him to rest for a little, otherwise, he would simply get in the way.

That comment was hurtful, but Jason understood what the Grand tribe chief wanted to imply.

As such, he simply nodded his head before taking out one of the few potions he had in his spatial ring.

Jason didn't have many potions because he only wanted to drink potions that were perfectly purified.

The higher one's ranking the higher was the difficulty to find them and it was because of this fact that Jason had wanted to concoct potions by himself.

Unfortunately, most materials inside his spatial ring were to be used for forging purposes, which was what he was the most proficient in.

Given the scarcity of potions, Jason had initially planned to hold back from using them because he might need them in an emergency.

However, even if the situation didn't look that dangerous, Jason realized that it was a much bigger threat than most Mewi realized.

To their fortune, they were oblivious to the dangers, which gave the Mewi the necessary motivation to fight with increased morale.

Only a birds' eye view would make the dangers clear, which meant that Jason and the strongest Mewi understood the situation properly.

Nevertheless, Brell was adamant in making Jason rest for a little bit until he could move freely once again.

However, had the Grand tribe chief known that this would take several days, Brell's reaction would be a different one.

Jason had exceeded his limits the moment he had utilized the moonlight affinity and Artemis' racial trait of transforming during the full moon that had left him severely exhausted.

Thus, Jason just nodded before resting for a few minutes. The perfectly purified potion at the low Prismar rank began to take effect as it spread through his body, soothing his pain.

Even though the pain and fatigue didn't completely recede, both the potion and Solaris' flames that spread through his entire body were helping him to calm down his sore mana vein and mana core.

Despite that, Jason knew that this was temporary because he would have to return to the fight.

With that in mind, Solaris flames' sprouted out of his back once he was ready, turning into wings before he reached the outermost layer of the walls.

There, he saw that almost everything had been destroyed but that was fine as he found a spot, in particular, that was almost unscathed.

Standing on top of the wall, he lowered the supply of mana to the wings on his back.

Afterward, he manifested dozens of small black flames that turned into spikes before Jason shot them out.

By carefully testing the limits of his body in the current situation, he started off with a dozen black flame spikes.

He then slowly increased the number of spikes he could manifest at a time without further worsening the pain his mana veins and core were already transmitting to him.

In the end, the number of black flame spikes he could manifest at a time was around 50, which was more than expected, but at the same time, it was less than he had hoped to need.

However, that was fine because the low number of black flame spikes he could manifest at a time without the need to endure more pain allowed him to focus more on his surroundings and the places that required most of his attention.

At the same time, it was interesting to see how the foresight blessing worked with thousands of opponents that were in his sight.

Seeing the future movements of a dozen opponents was already a great burden to his mind.

Thus, when he applied his foresight ability to thousands of marine beasts that were moving differently, Jason felt like his head would split into two.

Because of that, he had to try regulating the foresight blessing, which was easier said than done.

Fortunately, with time passing, he slowly learned how to make use of the foresight blessing, at least if it revolved around the topic of how to restrict it.

As for the other blessings, they were just harbored inside his body, doing nothing great to support him.

Even then, Jason knew that they would help him in the future, or so he believed owing to the fact that the Sacred Squirrel hadn't been bound to him for a long time.

It hadn't been less than three weeks, and the Sacred Squirrel had yet to wake up and do something else than sleep peacefully.

For now, this was fine, but Jason wanted to see how powerful a blessed beast with four blessings truly was.

Even if the Squirrel's combat prowess was bound to be low, strength didn't always have to be the deciding factor to fight strong opponents!

With that in mind, he tried to actively adjust the foresight blessing in order to suit the given situation all the time.

It would take time before this would be something he could do instinctively, but Jason couldn't help but smile to see that almost each of his black flame spike attacks hit bull's eye.

Being able to gauge where someone would place their next step was simply too powerful.

It was only possible with the powerful combination of the foresight blessing that gave the necessary information to the Emperor Eyes which it had been lacking to make a proper assessment.

Because of that, Jason turned into the epitome of a killing machine that was powerful enough to kill more than 40 opponents every few seconds!

Through this, Jason realized that sometimes, less was more.

He realized this when he saw that the manifestation of 50 black flame spikes allowed him to kill opponents faster and with a higher precision than it was the case with several hundred black flame spikes!

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