Psychic Parasite

Chapter 149: Unexpected Initiation
The moment the sphere ejected from the Soul Cornea, losing its protection, it was ganged up by the memory fragments from all directions. Thanks to its sturdy makeup, having been created from the soul husks originating from 22 subsouls, it resisted the attacks.

Its path was blocked, the density around the soul core high to the extent of preventing its advance. The sphere began to expand, spreading along the sides, transforming into innumerous snakes, coursing through the gaps formed between the memory fragments.

It convalesced around the denser regions, manoeuvring through the less dense regions, forming a dome that eventually wrapped around a part of the soul of Heima’s Wisdom Parasite—with its soul core trapped within the structure. It had reverted to its shape of a Hoberman Sphere.

A faint fluctuation emanated from it, subtly affecting the soul. Even though the soul still resisted, it couldn’t erase the effect as of present. The blue soul watched the state of the Hoberman Sphere—the false persona—and noticed it suffer faint tears. The memory fragments brushed past its weak links like blades as they sawed it, striving to break its influence over the soul.

The effect of the false persona soon covered the entirety of the soul, looking like it wouldn’t last long under the attacks. Having noticed the effect form upon completion, Jyorta shouted, ”Ma’am, now!”

The Soul Cornea wrapped around the soul of Heima’s Wisdom Parasite, blocking the new wave of soul energy—mixed with the murkiness—from joining within. It led to it suffering an attack from both the sides, looking like it wouldn’t last long.

Atika Light seeped her energy into the Tier 3 Relic held in her hands, creating a gentle mist that fell on Heima. In a matter of seconds, Heima’s eyelids fluttered as they shot up, looking wide awake. There was a faint disorder in the emotions she exhibited, forced into a state of lucidity by sheer willpower.

”Summon your Centipede now. Your state of clarity won’t last longer.” Atika Light said, creating a fluctuation that reverberated around the room, converging upon Heima’s ears. It was actuated by another Tier 3 Relic, an effect that would make one unconsciously enact based on, in states inferior to regular lucidity.

Hearing the command, Heima brought her hand forward, watching numerous blood tendrils seep out through its pores. Their actions were swift, soon converging into a crimson sphere, sporting numerous shades of black, forming mysterious patterns that emitted a faint overbearing aura.

Atika Light emitted her aura in response, masking the effect to prevent Jyorta from being affected. Her actions were precise, actuated under dextrous control, the process unnoticed by the other parties.

The Centipede soon formed, spanning the size of Heima’s opened palm, showcasing a range of black spikes on its back, oozing out with a faint corrosive fluctuation.

Atika Light pocketed the two Relics to free her hands, grabbing hold of a rectangular box that looked no different from a slab. She opened it, revealing five rows and three columns, each spot sporting a plum, yellow in colour.

”Frenzy Fruits, with Tier 5 effect. Ingesting each will raise Sync Rate by one percent.” Atika Light said, intending for Jyorta to listen to it. She pinched a plum using her forefinger and thumb, lifting it from the box and placing it on Heima’s palm.

The Centipede, despite unwilling, slithered a bit on the palm, opening its mouth to reveal a set of grotesque teeth, with ends showing signs of corrosion. It directly swallowed the Tier 5 Frenzy Fruit, witnessing a stream of energy course through the blood tendrils connecting it to Heima’s arm, enacting a mystical effect in her body.

”Argh,” Heima grunted, feeling her mind slipping towards insanity under the pain. She barely maintained enough lucidity to stay awake. Now, feeling unbearable pain, akin to a sensation of her spine being burned, her mind was on the verge of falling apart.

Her consciousness was at such a low extent that she hadn’t even realised her brother sitting beside her, watching her with nervousness, his gaze filled with hope.

Watching the Centipede swallow a plum, Atika Light placed another one in the same spot as before. The Centipede glanced at her direction once before swallowing it too. Atika Light repeated the actions, placing one plum after another, watching the cooperative actions of the Centipede steadily decrease.

After it had swallowed the tenth plum, the Centipede turned its head, no longer having any intention to swallow another one. It then turned to gaze at Heima, immersed in thought, watching the other party clutch her head and holler in pain.

Atika Light emitted a beam of light, directing it on the Centipede. In the next moment, the Centipede dissolved into blood tendrils and seeped back into Heima’s arm. Within a couple of seconds, Heima stopped hollering in pain, heaving out ragged breaths. Her body was covered with sweat, having drenched the bedsheet wrapping her. Her gaze was vacant, no longer looking capable of controlling the insanity brewing within.

Atika Light created the mist from before, using the Tier 3 Relic, instantly making Heima enter a state of consciousness. She then saw Jyorta looking at her with an anxious expression, looking nervous to the extreme.

A faint trickle of blood seeped out through his nose while his eyes looked bloodshot. His body had further thinned out, looking extremely weak.

”Ma’am, is this enough?” Jyorta inquired in a hurry, watching the Hoberman Sphere be shredded into numerous pieces by the memory fragments. His Soul Cornea was also destroyed, having faced the brunt of a two-pronged attack. It would take him a while to reconstruct it again.

His Brain Crystal had been completely drained while his blue soul had shrunk to a considerable level. On the floor beside him, the third Line Controller Floating Spider had already taken charge, looking on the verge of dying in a couple of minutes.

”It is more than enough, child.” Atika Light said with a smile, ”Her Sync Rate has recovered to the extent we can safely operate on her spine and extract all the Essence of Frenzy from within.”

Having long since activated her Tier 4 Skill, Atika Light noticed an image flash across Jyorta’s eyes. Without speaking anything else, she lifted Heima’s body and approached the door, watching it open as an exhausted Anruk Light peeked in.

”She can now be fully treated. Summon the doctors while you shift her to another room.”

”Yes, Ma’am.” Anruk Light lifted Heima’s body using a psychic arm and flew towards the exit, arriving at the narrow hallway. He expanded his domain and informed the doctors stationed elsewhere.

His body flashed, arriving before a certain room situated 300 metres from the previous spot, with Heima in tow. As he opened the door, a team of doctors—five in total, led by the head doctor—arrived at the spot, their speeds blindingly quick. Moreover, having controlled the air through their unleashed domains, they prevented any shockwaves from being stirred up.

Anruk Light entered the room—a rectangular area spanning 5 metres in length and 4 metres in breadth—empty for the most part. A doctor waved his hand, creating a green coloured bed to place Heima’s body upon. He also created a stand beside, layering green coloured tools that he had instantly created over it, all thanks to his Unranked Skill.

The head doctor passed his psychic arm through Heima’s spine, letting out a gentle smile, ”We can fully cure her now.”

Watching Anruk Light rush out, Atika Light closed the door, finding Jyorta sitting in the same position as before.

’So, even his arrangements are not perfect.’ She arrived before Jyorta, placing a Relic before him, ”Your Wisdom Parasite is about to initiate a breakthrough process. The memory I am passing on to you contains all the necessary information, comprehend it immediately.”

Affected by the Tier 3 Skill imbued in the Relic, Jyorta nodded, closing his eyes as he watched Atika Light place a hand on his forehead. Her body ballooned up, retracting her limbs into it, turning the front flat, becoming two-dimensional. New limbs grew out, made from psychic energy, and covered by mysterious inscriptions.

Tier 5 Skill—Mystic Lord Transformation!

Atika Light emitted a beam of light, forming an action to imitate the same sequence as the previous day, inspired by the memory inheritance from the blue-faced projection.

’The Trait of Transference, thank you for giving me this idea.’ Atika Light retracted her hand, watching Jyorta shoot his eyes open, nodding in confirmation.

”I won’t fail.”

”Good, that’s the spirit. Our journey is always met with the unexpected, but we must always be ready to face them with an indomitable spirit.” Atika Light patted his head, seating herself on the bed beside him, intending to interfere should something amiss happen.

Jyorta closed his eyes, taking in the view of his blue soul for a moment, glancing at his subsoul, one that was no longer his. The ego he had attached to it had been completely overwhelmed, swallowed up by the new ego that had taken form.

Moreover, it now retained his ability of corrosion, also possessing all of the memories he had stolen from the soul of Heima’s Wisdom Parasite, most of which belonged to the first Psychic Parasite—Gajara Rahi.

’So, it has come to this.’ Jyorta sighed, unleashing his two Soul Corneas, and connecting them with the remaining two Line Controller Floating Spiders respectively. In response, the two of them unleashed their Caterpillars, glancing at the box filled with Brain Crystals before them, having already been refilled by Atika Light.

The blue soul created numerous soul tendrils, attaching them all to his Brain Crystal, creating a reverse siphoning. Now, the soul tendrils converted the soul energy in the blue soul into psychic energy, preparing for the breakthrough process.