Reincarnation Of A Swordsman: The Omni Mage

Chapter 170 Eventful Days

"Fine," he finally said, firmly. "I'll do it. I'll take your power."

The demon's eyes burned brighter and its form pulsated with energy.

"Excellent." It raised a claw-like appendage with arcs of lightning swirling around it. "But know this: the path you have chosen is not one of mercy. To wield my power, you must shed your hesitation. There is no room for doubt."

"I understand," Milo said with an unwavering voice.

The demon surged forward, and in an instant, a bolt of lightning struck Milo. Pain exploded through his body and his muscles convulsed as the storm demon's power tore through him. He gritted his teeth, refusing to cry out with his resolve keeping him upright.

The transformation was excruciating. His body burned as if molten lightning coursed through his veins, reshaping and reforging him. The air around him crackled and the ground beneath him scorched.

When the pain finally subsided, Milo fell to his knees with his trembling body. He felt… different. Maybe it was the confidence, but he felt stronger.

The demon's voice echoed in his mind. "It is done. You are my chosen now. You will sense the marked ones, their presence will be as clear as a beacon to you. Begin with the one closest to you."

Milo's brow furrowed as he processed the words. The one closest to him? His mind immediately went to the academy. "It must be someone there," he muttered. "A student, maybe even a classmate."

He smirked and his confidence returned in full force. "If that's the case, it'll be easy."

The demon chuckled and its form began to dissipate into the storm. "Do not disappoint me, boy. Prove your worth. Prove that my power was not wasted."

With a final crack of thunder, the demon vanished, leaving Milo alone in the clearing.

Milo stood with his body still crackling with some residual energy. He glanced down at Blitz, who had been watching with a terrified look, and gave the panther a wry smile.

"Sorry, Blitz," he said, opening his space pouch. "You'd only slow me down."

The panther growled in protest but ultimately allowed itself to be stored away.

Milo turned toward the forest, his eyes glowing faintly with newfound power. The beasts that had once roamed the outskirts were nowhere to be seen. He realized now that the stronger ones lay deeper within, far beyond where he had originally planned to venture.

But with this new power, he wasn't afraid. He felt invincible.

"Two hours, huh?" he muttered to himself and a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Let's go hunting."

For the first time, he activated the Storm Body. Lightning surged through him and his form transformed into a being of pure lightning. His entire body crackled and shimmered, arcs of electricity replacing his flesh and flowing like liquid energy.

His once-human features dissolved into a blinding silhouette of glowing blue light, streaked with white bolts that pulsed with raw power. In instant, he vanished into the forest, in a blur of crackling emergy. The trees whipped past him and the ground barely registered beneath his feet.

This was the power he had always dreamed of. The power to carve his own path, to prove his worth, to leave everyone—especially Kyle—behind.

The hunt had begun.

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Three days had gone in a flash since Kyle returned from his mission and they had all been filled with useful activity.

The arena had been Kyle's primary haunt during these nights. After his mission preparations had drained his credits, Kyle had needed to replenish his wealth quickly, and there was no better way than the arena fights.

While the fights had always been intense since he was paired with stronger opponents now, his recent advancements made them significantly easier to handle.

With the Air Steps Technique, his mobility had become almost untouchable. He now dismissed his opponents with greater ease, leaving the crowd roaring in excitement. The love for 'Abyss' only kept on growing with each victory Kyle experienced.

His credits had grown steadily, though it would be a while before he reached the comfort of his pre-mission wealth.

Kyle had also tried to reconnect with his friends. However, they were all nowhere to be found. Kyle had guessed that they must be out on their own missions.

On not seeing his other friends, Kyle had decided to revisit the only one that had chosen to stay back and avoid the 'dangers' of a mission—Orion.

The last time Kyle had visited the forgemaster, he had forgotten about the multitude of corpses he had stored in his inventory. Beast corpses were used in making magic equipments and Kyle knew that Orion would be glad to have them.

He had given Orion some Tier-2 beast corpses but the Corrupted Tier-4 Beast corpse was undoubtedly the crown jewel. Orion had practically sprinted to Kyle when he saw the beast corpse.

"You had the beast corpse too!" Orion had remarked with excitement. "Oh, I'm gonna make something incredible out of it!"

He had wasted no time to store the beasts in a large fridge-like device in his lab, which Kyle had guessed to be responsible for their preservation, before driving Kyle out of the house.

Most of Kyle's time were spent on mastering the Chaos spells, he had practiced his mana channelling of the spells over and over again, until their speed could almost match his lightning spells.

The rest of Kyle's time had been spent visiting the academy's library. After seeing how effective runes were in his battle, Kyle was determined to delve deeper into Rune Making. He had begun reading on more advanced form of runes, runic circles included.

Kyle had found out that there were still alot to master, but he knew he was on the right path.

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And now, finally, Saturday had arrived. Kyle stood outside Instructor Dan's home with Void perched proudly on his shoulder. The small dragon had begged to come along, and Kyle had agreed without much thought.

He had informed Instructor Dan of his return the previous day and Dan had called for their usual training on Saturday, this time by 9:00 AM.

Kyle had been excited to come and he had arrived early as Instructor Dan always demanded. Taking a deep breath, Kyle walked towards the door and rang the bell.

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