Mystical Journey - chapter-1079-legacy-1
Chapter 1079: Legacy 1
Translator:EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor:EndlessFantasy Translation
“So this is Carthage’s secret weapon!?”
Garen felt his heart drop, yet surprisingly, he was strangely calm.
He expected Carthage to have some sort of ace up his sleeves, but he did
not expect Carthage to build his body as a target to be possessed.
Allowing the creepy dwarf behind him enter his body, Garen’s expression
was blank. Although he could neither see nor hear, he could feel the
trace of an evil intention surging into his hindbrain, the main organ
that controlled an Energy Machinist’s Energy Machine Imprint.
“Possession? That’s what I’m least afraid of!!”
As he slowly curled his body, Garen took a deep breath.
Hiss… A huge terrifying swirl of air started spreading wildly in the
Waves of white, silk-like airstreams were sucked into Garen’s lungs
from all directions.
“It’s useless… There’s no point in struggling because every fiber
of your being shall become a part of me…” The sinister voice started
ringing in Garen’s body.
Garen gave a smile and abruptly opened his mouth wide.
An indescribably deafening rumble came out of his mouth.
Black shadows of nine snake-like salamander were projected below him,
looking ferocious and demonic.
“Idiot! I haven’t even got to devour the creations outside, and you
dare scramble around in my body!!” There was a trace of sarcasm of
“Wait! What is this!?” There was something off about the voice.
“Why do you have something like this in your body!?”
Golden spots started forming on Garen’s skin. They were like dragon
scales, covering Garen’s entire body and gradually spreading toward his
“You’re merely a Non-falling Level!” The vicious voice was getting
more furious. “No! That’s not possible! There’s no way your body is
not reformed!! Damn it! Carthage, how dare you fool me!”
All of a sudden, the golden spots spread upward and covered Garen’s
The voice instantly let out a horrible shriek.
A wisp of smoke was urging to rush out from the back of Garen’s head,
an arm slowly reaching out. Suddenly, a black shadow emerged and bit on
Garen, who was floating in mid-air, started opening his eyes slowly, his
entire body was glowing a bright golden hue. Meanwhile, bursts of beasts
chewing could be heard.
“No! How can I die at a place like this!!” The voice roared in a fit
of rage as he struggled, along with the dreadful sounds of the nine
Bulges started forming around Garen’s body. His arms, his chest, his
back, and both his legs started swelling. The swells would last just a
few seconds before shrinking and disappearing. The swollen areas then
returned back to normal. The body parts continued to swell and shrink
simultaneously, causing an extremely disgusting scene.
“It’s useless,” Garen said calmly. “The ancient Nine-headed
Dragon Soul is specifically used against souls. Therefore, if you still
existed in flesh, I wouldn’t even stand a chance against you.
Thick layers of frost started spreading upward from his foot.
“Let us form into one then…” A cold smirk crept up Garen’s face.
As he raised his arm, a huge, black dragon’s shadow emerged from his
palms and encircled him above the air. The several black dragon shadows
had him entirely cocooned in the middle, forming a ball of black shadow.
“No!” I am Jeros, and I will fall in a place like this!! I have not
gotten my revenge yet! Not yet…!” The scream stopped abruptly.
Inside the dark shadow, Garen reappeared.
The black shadows gradually went away, and everything went back to
normal. Garen’s body was back to normal as well, leaving no trace of
anything that just happened.
A large cloud of smoke started spreading to all directions from Garen,
forming a white ring of cloud in the sky.
What initially seemed to be an extreme danger, was eliminated within
Garen could feel his Cold Energy reaching its limit within his body. With
his Fourteenth Level of Scarlet Snow Technique just recently being
achieved, he actually managed to engulf its energy during that short
period of time when his spiritual body was possessed, and he succeeded in
breaking through the Fifteenth Level. The cloud of white ring just now
was the sign of a breakthrough to the Fifteenth Level.
“Level Fifteen…” There was no change in Garen’s expression. To
Carthage, if he was not at the peak of the Eighteenth Level in the
Scarlet Snow Technique, it would be tough for him to actually inflict any
sort of harm.
From Jeros’ powerful spiritual body, Garen intercepted plenty of
“Oh, Jeros, a member of the Light of Justice huh?” He was swiftly
rearranging all the information he was getting.
The Hellfrost Peacock Technique and Nine-headed Dragon both had a
formidable power against soul abilities. After all, the Endors were
specifically against the culture of modern soul practicing. In this
universe, there was probably nobody else other than Garen who knew more
about the battles from a spiritual perspective. Jeros actually died in a
pretty decent way.
After the Nine-headed Dragon engulfed most of his energy, it swiftly
shrunk back to its soul form, but not before spitting out some of
Jeros’ memory fragments.
“As expected… Almost the same as what I’ve guessed.” After
briefly looking at the memory fragments, he swiftly remembered all the
At that moment, people started crowding around below due to the commotion
in the sky. A lot of the people from the Scarlet Snow Sect thought Garen
was actually practicing some sort of a special technique, hence the
terrifying tremors of energy.
Even some of the Great Supervisors, who were constantly practicing all
day, were taken aback and probed into what was happening with Garen.
Carthage appeared right before Garen.
“Jeros wasn’t a problem, was he?”
“Of course not,” Garen responded with a familiar smile from Jeros’
memory, a sinister aura dissipating from his body.
“That’s good, don’t get in the way of my plan.”
“It was just a minor accident,” Garen mumbled. “I’m just having
some spiritual connection problems with that kid, so I need some time to
completely fuse with him spiritually. Fuse, mind you!”
“Fuse? Can I help with anything?” Carthage glared at Garen, his eyes
were cold and as sharp as knives.
“Level Fifteen!” Garen’s heart missed a beat. He had finally
managed to see Carthage’s level clearly! Level Fifteen Scarlet Snow
Technique! Other than the giant arm’s true form he called forth the
other day, the power he held within this body should be Level Fifteen!
“No need, I can handle it myself. Just focus on managing your own
things,” Garen’s voice was filled with an indescribable sinisterness.
“Are you sure?” Carthage suddenly chuckled.
“Yes I’m sure,” Garen said coldly.
“Alright then, this body is the best there is. Try not to spoil it,
it’s very hard to nurture another one,” Carthage said while walking
“Oh yeah, Kaos has arrived at the South Pole Planet, do you want to go
fetch him?” He asked suddenly.
Garen remained expressionless.
“Kaos, are we even that close? Stop playing with me, Carthage.”
Carthage turned around and stared at him with a silent smile.
“Seems like the fusion process was just nice, rest well and recover
“I don’t need you to remind me that!” Garen snorted.
Beads of cold sweat were actually trickling down his back. He had no idea
who Kaos was, he could only sense that Carthage was suspecting him
already, so he simply connected bits and pieces from his memory. He was
tensed and ready to make a move already, but who knew he would actually
make the right connection.
“You shall be in charge of the Scarlet Snow Sect, I’m leaving for a
period of time.” With his last words, Carthage suddenly shot out into
the distance, disappearing into thin air.
“Hmph!” With a snort, Garen dived toward the Frost Hell. Perhaps the
Secret Frost Seed’s Inspiration might do his Nine-Level Tempered Body
Technique some good, other than the Destructive Impact Fist. These two
secret techniques were well-suited for him. If he could advance to a
higher level, these techniques would definitely boost his Hellfrost
Below them, Eva and Solomon, the eighth Demonic Spirit, witnessed the
whole conversation between Garen and Carthage. They just could not hear
the actual conversation.
“What are these two up to this time!” The mummy-like Demonic Spirit
said in an eerie tone.
“Someday, I shall seek revenge for Rainy one way or another!” Eva
said in an icy-cold tone before flying off toward Second Elder’s place.
“If I really had turned against Carthage just now, what are the chances
of me winning?!” Walking along a white-blue ice tunnel, Garen recalled
what just happened.
Right now, he had fully caught up to Carthage’s body power, which was a
Level Fifteen. Besides that, he was sure by now that this body was not
Carthage’s true form. The terrifying huge arm that he saw the other day
was Carthage’s true ability.
“Every member of the Light of Justice under Chinande is a Level-Ten
Perpetual Motioner. If Carthage is one of them as well, I definitely
don’t stand a chance against him. But, I’ve already been advancing to
higher levels in the shortest time possible, it’d be meaningless to
continue pushing myself, even with most of my Hellfrost Peacock
Technique. Perhaps I shouldn’t be merely focusing on this world’s
Once again, he focused on superimposing his secret techniques.
There was a total of eighteen levels of the Scarlet Snow Technique, but
other than the Teacher Ancestor who started up the sect, nobody else had
managed to practice this certain secret technique up to its peak. It was
simply unrealistic to think that one could reach the peak by relying on
this secret technique. Even Garen originally wanted to practice this
secret technique just to condense more of his Scarlet Snow Technique’s
At this point, if he were to refer to the process earlier before, he
should be able to condense a new kind of Soul Seed already. Yet, Garen
still did not feel any trace of his Soul Seed condensing.
“Perhaps the Secret Frost Seed would inspire me.”
Passing through the blue-white ice tunnel, Garen came to a wide, arched
The hall was densely packed with shimmering blue spheres of light, and
every light had a name carved on to it.
As he first stepped into the hall, Garen could sense a strong presence of
souls that overwhelmed him.
He was shaken.
An immense force was pushing toward him.
“I don’t have any rights to summon, that’s why I was rejected by
all the other seeds! But this…” Although Garen was stifled by the
monstrous force pushing at him, there was a sharp, never-before-seen
glint in his eyes.
“This… All these are Soul Seeds!”
He had always wondered what was all about the Scarlet Snow Sect’s
Secret Frost Seed, but he had never expected them to be beads of souls of
secret techniques that were extremely concentrated and condensed!
A solid layer of dark blue was slowly creeping up Garen’s legs.
“Freeze me? You want to freeze my Hellfrost Peacock?” Garen smirked.
“All creatures of the world can never escape from fading…”
With his arm raised, he placed his palms against the tremendous force
gushing toward him.