Chapter 109: Blessing of Sword Belief
Tyler left the Immemorial Paragon Tower, and the first person he came in contact with was the same guy who had been following him.
Although he wasn’t sure how long he had been inside the tower, it should’ve been several hours.
But for some reason, this guy didn’t run away.
’Is he trying to find my corpse?’
Tyler thought to himself as he realized the corpse of that priest was gone. As for the other corpses, they were either mangled or burned to ash.
Thinking about it, he sneakily rushed behind the man.
Although his presence was faint, the man still sensed him close at hand. He tried to jump away, but Tyler never planned to stab him.
A shadow lunged towards the man as he landed on the ground and found himself stuck.
"You..."
The man tried to speak, but Tyler controlled his entire body.
"So, what should I do with you?"
Tyler thought, muttering as he placed his hand on the chin.
He needed to use this man for a specific purpose, but he didn’t want to make it too obvious.
"Teacher, do you have any method to control him?"
Tyler asked.
"Why control him?"
Xue asked.
"I want to create a conflict between the Silva Family and the Church of Humanity. After all, there are two more Churches in the Red Hog Country."
"Only if they fight, can I destroy the Churches more easily."
Tyler answered.
"Are you sure the Silva Family can fight the Church of Humanity?"
"Not those from outside the country! The Silva Family should have at least twenty masters."
"The combined force of two churches barely has around fifteen. So, yes, the Silva Family can win. Besides, the Silva Family is rich. They can also hire assassins."
Hearing that, Xue released a ray of sword light that came out of his body and reentered his body through his forehead.
This time, she was transmitting the information directly to his mind.
[Soul Slave Technique]
It was a unique technique that allowed the user to place a slave mark on any creature, making them a plaything in their hands.
It allowed the user to inflict the pain of a million hot needles piercing through the body at once.
This pain was so strong that it could force even the toughest warriors to obey the user’s command.
More importantly, the user could also control their bodies directly. In that case, even if the slave had a strong personality, he couldn’t do anything against the user.
Upon learning the basics of the technique, Tyler’s expression changed drastically.
This was truly a disgusting technique.
It could make anyone his slave as long as he could implant a mark in their body.
The problem was that this technique could perfectly allow the user to raise slaves for generations, even in brutal ways.
Slaves weren’t common in this world. Despite this world’s people’s admiring strength, they also admired freedom.
Of course, the weak could be turned into slaves.
The black market existed because of that, but any family that shows the signs of using slaves could lose a lot of influence and even power.
The only reason why slaves even existed was simply that people’s greed overcame their idea of freedom.
In the black market, they could sell people at a high cost. So, it was quite normal to acquire slaves by force and sell them.
But at least in their situation, there could be a turning point. If there were a chivalrous person who met those slaves, he could save them.
But no amount of chivalry could save the slaves made using this technique.
That’s why this technique was so disgusting.
Tyler felt unwilling to use such a technique.
But considering that his teacher gave him this, he replied that she didn’t have any other option.
At least, he believed Xue understood his personality. If she had a choice, she wouldn’t give it to him.
Thinking about it, with an ugly expression, he began to comprehend that technique.
"It seems like you are not as stubborn as I thought you would be."
"I need this technique right now. Although I do not fear either of those forces, I need to get my city as much time as possible."
He said as he closed his eyes.
It took him only ten minutes to comprehend a portion of this technique, allowing him to create a simple slave mark.
He gathered an enormous amount of mana into his palm and walked towards the man.
At this moment, this man was still in his control, unable to move an inch.
As Tyler placed his palm on his head and removed it, a red mark appeared on his forehead.
It was a circular mark with a cross in the middle.
"Your comprehension talent has increased. It only took you ten minutes to comprehend this technique."
Hearing that, Tyler replied.
"This technique isn’t complicated. It just needs the user to follow a certain pattern with mana to make a mark."
"The actual power is hidden within the mark and its design."
Xue answered.
"You are right. I found this technique on the black market. Do you want to hear more about it?"
She said this to warn Tyler.
Tyler paused and nodded.
Although he was disgusted by this technique, he still wanted to understand this world better.
More importantly, he also wanted to understand his teacher better.
"Sword Servants! Special people who can inherit others’ Sword Energy and Sword Intent. They can store them and let their master use them during a battle."
"A person’s strength is ultimately limited. Not to mention, I hadn’t reached my peak when I learned about this technique"
"So, I wanted to find a way to make Sword Servants who will never betray me. If I give my Sword Energy and Intent to a traitor, it could be a disaster."
"After all, they can use the same power to kill me. So, I found this technique and practiced it."
At this moment, Tyler’s voice trembled a little as he asked.
"Teacher, did you do this before practicing Blood Sword Intent?"
Although he was asking this question, he was almost sure in his heart.
He just never thought his teacher could be this cruel.
"Yes, when I made the Blood Sword Scripture, I was already a powerful cultivator. Do you remember the first sentence of this scripture?"
Tyler clenched his fist.
How could he forget such a thing?
[Use the Blood of All Creatures to Refine Sword Energy, Use the Resentment of All Creatures to Form Sword Intent, Use the Power of All Creatures to Form a Sword Domain]
This sentence had a simple meaning. The more blood was shed, the more resentment would be produced.
The more resentment the user absorbed, the stronger his Sword Intent would be.
Of course, Sword Will also mattered. In fact, both had a fifty-fifty involvement in the creation of Sword Intent.
"I absorbed the blood of millions of creatures, used their resentment to refine my Sword Intent."
"Tyler, even with your unshakable Sword Belief, my Blood Sword Intent was still a thousand times stronger when it was awakened."
Tyler gritted his teeth.
"You took the lives of a million. Please tell me they were your enemies."
"I don’t know. I didn’t care. Who cares about the life and death of ants? I already told you, Tyler. Everyone in this tower is a ruthless individual."
Tyler closed his eyes.
It was only after forming the Sword Intent that he understood the gap. He was angry but not at his teacher.
He couldn’t be angry at her. She did what she thought was right.
But he was also glad that his Sword Belief was strong. Otherwise, with his situation, he wouldn’t be able to form a Blood Sword Intent.
He was willing to kill a lot of people, but only his enemies.
He didn’t think most of those were her enemies. As she said before, she created those Sword Servants to fight against other forces.
If she had hurt a large number of innocent people, the crowd would definitely retaliate.
"Tyler, I don’t understand something. You are not a naive or innocent person. You are also not confused individuals or pure-hearted."
"So, why is there so much pain in your heart for people you don’t even know?"
Xue was truly baffled by his emotions.
After all, she was a creature from the Third Cosmic Year. It would be one thing if Tyler were just a pure-hearted guy.
But there was no hatred against her or even anger.
It was like he understood her, but even so, the pain in his heart didn’t go away.
Tyler didn’t reply.
He couldn’t answer her.
While growing up, he had learned to accept himself as a character in a story. Well, at least, he considered himself the protagonist.
That’s exactly why he treated everyone, people that he didn’t even know, as a real person.
Because if he started treating them like NPCs, he wasn’t sure if he would ever feel alive.
This was a burden carried by a modern transmigrator.
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