I Refused To Be Reincarnated

Chapter 191: Grimoire and Blade

"Incredible," Adam muttered, impressed by how potent Misha's DNA was. Sadly, he had no use for it. Still, possessing it warmed his heart a little. It was as if a part of her accompanied him.

With slow movements, he gently placed it inside his material box, a soft smile stretching his lips as he thought, 'In the end, it's not that bad of a reward.' He already planned to meditate and share his future doubts with the tube, even if it sounded stupid.

"I'll treat it as your resting place." He said with a nod before putting the box under his bed.

Then, he focused on his new grimoire, hoping it would be as convenient as his first one.

Name: Grimoire Beastaria

Rarity: Enigmatic

Description: Crafted from the hide of mythical creatures, the Grimoire illustrates the essence of the beasts it encounters. Its cover, fashioned from the black scales of dragons, shimmers with arcane energy, while its thick pages, woven from the tendons of ancient wyverns, pulse with untold knowledge.

Abilities:

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Anatomical Assimilation: The Grimoire Beastaria passively absorbs the essence of vanquished creatures' anatomy, imprinting the intricacies of their form onto its pages and becoming a constantly evolving living bestiary.

Knowledge Sharing: The Grimoire Beastaria shares the collected knowledge with its owner, granting him unparalleled insight into the biology and workings of defeated adversaries.

"Well..." He said, his eyes gleaming before continuing with a broad smile, "That's exactly what I needed. Though, I need a body to use the morph, hahaha."

Happy about his new grimoire, his laughter echoed in the apartment. Despite its limited use before he acquired a body, he could still fill its pages and deepen his knowledge. Moreover, he caught an intriguing detail while reading its first ability.

"Of vanquished creatures," he said excitedly. He had to try first to confirm, but from the description alone, it wasn't limited to beast-type creatures but encompassed all of them. Thrilled by the endless possibilities, he affectionately placed it on his table next to his Grimoire Lingua.

With crescent-shaped eyes, he summoned his new blade, eager to discover a legendary weapon's features and wondering if it would be a tier-three or four weapon. After all, Ignatius had been a chimaera queen before his defeat.

Name: Blade of Adaptation

Rank: T4 legendary weapon

Description: The Blade of Adaptation is a legendary weapon forged in the fires of ancient chimaera powers. Its sleek, dark design and intricate engravings speak of a craftsmanship long lost to time.

Abilities:

Chimaeric Resilience: The blade channels the innate resilience of chimaeras, causing wounds to heal at a hastened rate while making the wielder more resistant to physical damage.

Morphic Edge: With a thought, the blade can reshape itself to adapt to any combat situation, transforming into various forms, such as a razor-sharp sword, a piercing spear, or a serrated axe.

Feral Empowerment: Drawing upon the untamed impulses of chimaeras, the blade enhances the wielder's physical prowess and primal ferocity in battle. Each strike becomes imbued with raw, animalistic strength, increasing damage output.

Instinctual Insight: Infused with the primal instincts of chimaeras, the blade heightens the wielder's senses and intuition, allowing him to anticipate opponents' moves and react with lightning speed.

"HAH?" A startled scream escaped his lips, his thoughts overwhelmed by the weapon's extraordinary abilities. Was it the standards of a legendary weapon, or was his outstanding among them?

He didn't know but wanted to test them, especially the second one. With trembling hands, he grabbed the leather-covered pommel, analysing the weapon's length and usage. In its default form, he could either use one or both hands to wield its 80 centimeters dark blade, offering him a balance between manoeuvrability, power and reach.

Unable to hold back his excitement, he stood up and ran to the plaza like a kid, eager to swing it a few times.

Stars glowed in his eyes as thirty seconds later, he stood under the red moon of the dream place. Taking the battle stance he developed for his spearman-ship, he visualised his Ethereal Radiance, commanding the weapon to shift to its form.

Under his amazed eyes, the pommel elongated to become a long shaft while the blade shortened. Soon, he held a dark replica of his trusted spear and said in glee, "Seems like I won't need to change weapons for a while."

Then, he swung it, realising how versatile the weapon could be in the proper hands. After all, how surprised would his enemies be after preparing to parry a spear's strike, only for it to become a terrible war hammer mid-movement?

"I'll have to adapt my schedule to include weapon training," He said, his voice echoing in the empty plaza with enthusiasm before adding, "Prepare yourself, Julius! I know I can be the best weapon master if I want to."

Satisfied by his new item, he tested a few more transformations before heading home, curious about what surprises the last item carried.

Once sited on his bed, he retrieved the bizarre egg excitedly. He had kept it for last intentionally because of its mysteriousness. After all, it was the first time he received something rankless from the tower.

He scrutinized the sturdy gold and violet shell until the description unfolded.

Name: ??? Egg

Rank: ???

Description: Remaining time before hatching: [Two Years]

"???" He opened his mouth in confusion but failed to produce any sound. He had been so excited, only to see question marks everywhere. Worse, he had to wait two years to discover what creature lay inside.

"Why two years! I want a refund!" He screamed, rolling on his bed in frustration before sighing. "I wanted to keep it as the climax, but it ruined my mood..." He muttered, his shoulders slumped in defeat before dismissively placing the egg under his bed.

Next, he focused on his last task with a bitter smile. After defeating Ignatius, he obtained 4000 Xp, meaning he had leveled up if his math was correct. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to celebrate as the requirements for the two next level were absurd.

"Status," he said, afraid to see the number of zero.