Chapter 155: Spirit
Percy allowed his boosting art to fizzle out, as he placed both palms on his knees, breathing heavily.
While the creation of his clones had grown into quite a routine operation by now – a far cry from the dangerous and laborious venture it was during his early days – the act still left him a little tired afterwards.
It wasn’t until a few minutes later that he found the strength to stand up. He’d have to heal his injuries again at some point, but not right now. Unable to absorb one of the mysterious creatures, and with a clone currently roaming the cosmos, Percy had decided to take the rest of the day off, feeling himself deserving of a break.
The sun was still at its apex, Nesha currently in the middle of a workout just outside the house – they’d made a pact to leave any sweaty business out of the hut.
Walking to a wall, he reached out towards nothing in particular, seemingly grabbing a fistful of empty air. It wasn’t until a second later that a glowing teal scythe manifested in his hand. Naturally, this was his latest Refined spell – the Soul Harvester!
Only, Percy hadn’t created this one today, but nearly a week ago! This was a convenient feature of his twice-fused mana. The cyan crystals were already semi-permanent constructs which could survive for an extended period of time without breaking down. His mixed mana constructs created through Reinforcement inherited some of that durability – though not all of it, due to the presence of regular mana causing them to decay over time. That said, using his teal mana pushed the durability even further, as the substance had always been a little harder to break down.
What all this meant, was that his scythe could survive for several days before its structural integrity was compromised! A very fortunate development indeed, as creating each one was a time-consuming process – especially with all the concealment runes Percy had to embed into each one.
Tracing his finger along the weapon’s length, Percy nodded in satisfaction as he examined the scythe’s condition.
‘Still good.’