Poison God's Heritage

Chapter 709: Tattoo

"Those are some interesting puppets," Eccentric Long said. Experience stories on m_vl_em_p_yr

"Indeed, rather they're too interesting, for them to have defeated an Origin Realm cultivator which is two whole realms above them, is something I can't understand, give me a second," the Commentator said as he began conversing via divine sense with one of the Eight Suns.

Soon, he returned to his colleagues and said, "It seems that nothing is wrong with what happened. And they are indeed just Void Stage puppets, which begs the question, how did Du Shen make them? Since he himself said that he made them himself. And how come they can also fight against higher stage cultivators same as him," the commentator asked.

"The answer to that question is as obvious as the sun," the Dusking Sun who was right next to the commentator said. "Because the man who attacked Du Shen was poisoned," the Dusking Sun said.

"Poisoned? He was never attacked directly before the puppets reached him though," the commentator said.

"But he was attacked indirectly, remember when the cultivator first threw a javelin, the retaliatory strike caused several explosions. And in those explosions although your cultivation level is too low to sense it, I was able to see it. There was poison in those explosions.

Du Shen never intended to strike at the cultivator directly in case they'd notice the poison and try and purge it, but made sure to strike next to him, giving him a sense of safety after he escaped. During that time the poison acted slowly in his system causing him to lose control over his cultivation base."

"I see, no wonder the puppets easily subdued an Origin Level cultivator. Quite the schemer," the commentator said.

"I don't know if it's scheming or just being fully prepared for all scenarios. But indeed, it was a very good ploy," the Dusking Sun said as he continued sipping on the remaining of his drink offered by Shen Bao.

"What begs the question is," Xiao Du said, "I don't even want to delve into how he survived a soul attack since that is his own secret, but Why did he specifically asked the puppets to retrieve the arm of the killed cultivator?"

"I guess we're about to find out, Du Shen allowed our recorder to enter his ship, so we can see what's going on."

The screen began showing what was happening inside Shen Bao's ship.

Surprise painted the eyes of many viewers as they didn't understand how the relatively small ship was so gigantic on the inside.

It had thousands of rooms and a main deck, not to mention several other compartment where one can move about. The armory and weapon area was fully locked which was understandable but the rest was allowed for the viewers.

The small scrying orb followed behind Shen Bao until he arrived at a large room that had the words Lab written on it.

"What strange words," Eccentric Long said.

"I never seen that word before, could it be an inscription symbol?" the commentator asked.

"I feel no spirituality from it, it could be a language that we're not aware of, regardless that area looks like a laboratory, after all the gurney in the middle of it could explain it alongside the many other tools."

Shen Bao then placed the hand on the gurney and began inspecting it. First by using Divine Sense, then using a strange glass lens made of glass to look through the arm, specifically the symbol that the Blue Sun had made.

This caught the attention of the Blue Sun who looked intensely at Shen Bao's actions.

"Emm, is it just me, or is he studying the symbol?" asked the commentator.

Eccentric Long began laughing, "From all I've seen Du Shen do, it wouldn't be far outstretched for him to actually try and comprehend it."

"Comprehend it? We're talking about something the Blue Sun had made, I doubt that he could even understand it," the Commentator said.

"I wouldn't be too sure," the Dusking Sun said as he continued drinking, "After all, those puppets, they smell of the work of the Wisest Sun. And I'm sure that the Wisest Sun never gave anything to him directly, especially those puppets."

"I never did, at least not directly," the Wisest Sun spoke up, his words were heard through the arena. "Those Puppets are made before he understood some of my… discarded experimental tools. If you think he cheated, then be appeased he had not," the Wisest Sun cut off all probable doubts from the root by vouching for Shen Bao.

Shrugging the Commentator said, "Then let's see if he could comprehend them, after all he isn't stopping us from watching."

***

"Very interesting," I said as I zoomed in using the lenses on my eye.

"What do find interesting?" asked Law.

"This symbol, it it's like a tattoo," I replied.

"A tattoo? How come?"

"It has a metallic base. But this metal… for some reason feels dormant, I've seen this before, in fact it's the same metal that made those rock formation. But, it's dormant for now," I replied.

"Perhapse it's not working because the body is dead?"

"Oh… you're right, a human's body is basically a gigantic circuit, it uses electric charges to send and receive information through the brain. Then…"

Though my understanding of Lightning is pretty limited, I still am capable of harnessing it from the ship itself.

Using an extension cord, I plugged it into a socket inside the lab and tasered the arm.

The circle immediately lit up, changing its color from the pale silver to an almost glowing white. But that lasted only for a few seconds before it dimmed after I removed the cable.

"I see," I mumbled.

"What do you see? I don't understand what's going on," Law said."

"Basically, this tattoo acts as a trap for electric discharges. Whenever a current goes through one's body this tattoo consumes it."

"How did you figure that out?" Law asked.

"Because there is more than a million volt of electricity going through this cord,"

"Volt?"

"This cord channels about the same power of a lightning bolt. That means that if this arm didn't have the tattoo on it, it should have turned to cinder and ash. Pretty amazing insulator. I need this type of technology," I said and then began dissecting the arm.

This tattoo hides many secrets, and I'll need to unravel them. Perhaps I'll learn something new.