God's Eyes

Jason started to read the advanced beastarium inside the shuttle, and he couldn't help but think about Seron's second soulbond choice as he began to wonder what kind of beast he would contract next to increase his combat prowess in the most efficient way.

There were many abilities and affinities he was interested in, and a soulbond that could heal him was one of the best he could take, while a soulbond that could initiate a crowd control ability wouldn't be bad either.

But after pondering for a while, there were also other abilities he might need in perilous situations.

'The concealment ability, which the untraceable Drakes have seems to be extremely good...If a beast with a similar ability at an even higher rank exists, it would be terrifying and even better for me to bind! Other than that, Shane's ability to summon spatial portals is also nothing to scoff at and extremely terrifying.

Furthermore, I never know what might happen, and having other abilities like night vision or being able to breathe underwater are also essential, right?!'

Listing a few affinities and suitable abilities, Jason couldn't help but sigh, because there were just too many things he wanted to get right of the bat, and his patience seemed negligible.

If he had enough soul energy units, it wouldn't be much of a problem because it would be simpler to search for beasts with high potential, but unfortunately enough, this was not the case right now.

Before searching for a fourth soulbond, Jason wanted to have accumulated enough soul energy units to supply his black origin flame, and his other two soulbonds.

After that, he wouldn't be content with beasts that had a low potential, which meant that he might have to search for stronger beast offsprings in dangerous areas, which required him to be stronger than he currently was.

As such, he could only sigh deeply, as he continued to read the beastarium until he arrived at the Fler's house.

It was already dark outside, yet Jason heard loud noises from the backyard which was lightened up, and attracted his attention, as he activated his mana eyes, while slowly approaching the area, where the small combat grounds were situated.

There, he could see someone with an unstable amplified mana core that increased by multiple levels in size, fighting against a 3rd Master rank.

Concluding was he saw, it had to be Greg and Malia sparring with each other, as he finally saw them when he walked around the corner.

Monitoring their spar, Malia was obviously holding back, while trying to pressure Greg in order to adjust to his new strength and to consolidate his mana core at the same time.

Even if Greg's mana core rank was only at the 7th Adept rank, his mana core size increase by such a large degree, that he was almost comparable to average 1st Expert ranks, while his physique received a much higher amplification as Greg's soulbond and soul world were based on the physique.

As such, Jason estimated his physical strength to be comparable to an average 2nd Expert rank, without the need to use his Berserk ability, which most likely also received a boost.

Smiling lightly, he observed the whole spar, only to notice that Malia was unable to perfectly adjust herself to Greg in order to force him to use his whole strength, while she accidentally used too much strength in some clashes.

After five minutes, the spar was already over, and Malia noticed that Jason observed their battle, which caused her to charge up to him, as she sighed in relief

"It's your turn!!" Malia said with a faint smile on her lips before a radiant smile emerged, as she disappeared inside the house.

Looking after Malia who left the two youths alone, he couldn't help but smile dryly, as his attention turned towards Greg who still stood in the combat arena with gleaming eyes.

"I'll change my clothes and then we can spar, alright?" Jason said, without being able to hold back his own excitement.

It looked like Taurus finished its transformation, even if it was unable to reach its racial limits, and its mana core rank remained at the Low-unblemished rank, this was already enough for Greg to receive the large amplification from his soul world.

However, more important was that Taurus was not a reinforced horned bull anymore, but that it evolved into a Lesser Minotaur, even if it was still not matured.

Nevertheless, Jason was still stronger than Greg, as his soul amplified him a much higher share than his friend received, which allowed him to attain the physical strength of an average 3rd Expert, after refining his body with the Netherworld's fort body refining technique.

As for his mana core size, it was much larger than Greg's even if he was one level higher than Jason, but this was not something that mattered to the two youths right now.

Jason wouldn't hold back even a little bit because he wanted to force his friend to use his Berserk ability, as he was extremely curious about the changes Greg's ability received, even if it might end with someone sustaining minor injuries.

In his opinion, a real spar required at least a few bruises and not holding back to come out of the spar unscathed.

Outside the dome, something like this wouldn't happen either, why should they have to suppress their strength within a spar then?

After changing into a combat suit, Jason halted his steps opposite Greg, barely forty meters apart, as they shouted "Go!" almost exactly at the same time, before charging at each other.

Greg was still using his gloves, while Jason unsheathed his pseudo-mana grade-1 daggers, because using his ViridiStarstream weapons after supplying them with too much mana might not only slash through Greg's gloves but also bones, muscles, and so on, which was not necessary.

As such, his self-made daggers were the best choice.

Exerting the weightless steps movement technique at the profound mastery, Jason's speed increased by roughly 40%, as he summoned multiple icicles around him at the same time,

Shooting them towards Greg, who easily shattered them with high-velocity punches, while exerting his [Emperor Ape] martial art technique, both felt excited, which they could see in each other's face.

Summoning more icicles of various sizes, Jason shot all of them at once towards Greg who was barely five meters away from him as he further circulated a large amount of mana within his lower body to increase his speed by a small margin.

Crossing the distance of five-meter in a moment, Greg, who was already overwhelmed by the sheer number of icicles, barely perceived him, as all of his hair on his body stiffened when he noticed the coldness in Jason's eyes.

Greg didn't hesitate for another moment, and he utilized his [Berserk] skill which increased his strength by almost 80%, as his whole body enlarged.

Issuing a loud roar, he shattered the icicles shooting towards him into smitherness.

Jason, who was barely half a meter away from Greg, about to slash at his calves noticed Greg's change, which caused him to feel threatened.

Trying to retreat, Greg's speed increased by a large margin, as he kicked out at Jason, blasting him away several meters because he was unable to avoid the attack at all.

Knowing that it was still not over, Jason pushed himself from the ground, not wasting a single second, as he already felt something gigantic behind him.

Goosebumps covered his whole body, as he used a quarter of his mana in order to erect a thick, compressed ice wall.

Charging away from the ice wall, with his weightless steps technique exerted to the limits, Jason could only hear metal crashing in the ice wall, creating a large hole within the thick wall before several more holes followed, one after another.

'Is he still unable to control his berserk-state?' Jason began to wonder while taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

'Even if his physique is extremely terrifying in this state, without being able to think reasonably, it's still the same as before!'

With this in his mind, Jason released his ice affinity slowly, enveloping the whole combat arena with white fog, while his mana eyes still perceived his friend perfectly and he knew exactly where Greg was.

He sincerely hoped that Greg would be able to get the hang of himself in order to show him his true strength because his physical strength reached a terrifying heigh and Jason was only able to do something against it, thanks to the affinities he currently had.

However, if his ice affinity was already enough to win against Greg, his opponents at the Big-Three tournament should be able to do the same!

Staring at his inflated friend, Jason stood on-guard, without missing a single minute detail, while slowly walking around the combat arena, as his eyes brightened up when he noticed that Greg who threw around an ice block before, calmed down, without the need to come out of the Berserk state.

Perceiving the mana fluctuation he released, Jason stepped back in order to figure out how high Greg's mana sensitivity and control currently were and if his released mana fluctuations could cover the whole area.

After several seconds, Jason nodded his head, when Greg was unable to expand his fluctuations further, as Jason severed the connection to his ice affinity and the mist, which would slowly dissipate, as he fully exerted his weightless step technique, before at Greg who stood around motionless, fully concentrated on scanning his surroundings.

Manifesting a dozen black fireballs around him, the mist revealed Jason, when he already appeared in front of Greg, who could barely open his bloodshot eyes, as he issued a loud "F*ck!"