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For God's sake!! III
🕑 Added 2022-06-03 15:48:20 +0000 UTC.................
Chapter 100: For God's sake!! III
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Nanda Parbat was a very strange place. It was a place of peace and tranquility. Rarely can steps be heard, mainly because the monks' steps are silent, and they rarely move in the first place.
It was truly a golden city as most of its structures were made of gold, looking absolutely fabulous. Ian didn't find it too much to his liking though, gold was never to his liking.
The building architecture however was to his liking. It had a sense of peace to it which only help to better his mood. He hid his anger deeply within, but it's still there, waiting to be unleashed.
He always thought himself to be quite the calm person, but somehow Reverse-Flash's actions made something snap within him. He was very much looking forward to the future, to his enemy's future.
Just as Ian said before, what he needs most is time. He understands more than anyone else what he has to do. He has to lay a foundation for the future, and that requires a lot of training.
Spending two years within the place when only two months passed outside was was too good of a thing to pass.
His focus lies mostly in advancing his life force, increasing how much he can output at a time, his control, and its movement speed. His intimate training sessions with Ivy and Selina are what he will be relying on for the most part. The control part is something he has to tend to himself.
Another important part was studying, specifically magic. He wants to explore the gears and cogs of magic and find out if manipulating his life force like magic can produce any effect.
If not, then there is the alternative, a project he was working on, one that needs time but he didn't have much before. Now he does.
The black Rose dimension allowed him to achieve some spectacular feats, one of which was bringing everything from his lab here, basically creating a lab within the manor.
Something that would've taken a lot of time before will become much easier here, 'With how fast the transformation of my life force has become and how much more free time I have, I will definitely be able to use magic by the end...'
His musing stopped as he arrived at his destination. It's only been a month, yet Ian has already started treating the place as his backyard.
He could be seen walking amidst the golden structures toward a vast square.
He was adorned in a traditional ivy blue rope as the upper garment and a white skirt worn as the lower garment, the traditional style of clothing in the place, and it did fit him well.
The city square was quite vast, but there were only a few people within, just about two dozen. There aren't many people in the city anyway.
Each and every one of them was bald and even the ones that have hair had very little of it. Ian on the other hand was immune to a lot of things, in fact, he was letting his hair grow longer, already falling to his shoulders.
No one of them paid attention to him despite his peculiar hair, they just continued performing a certain move set repeatedly almost as if it was a ritual of sorts.
Ian also silently joined them, he very much appreciates the peace of the place, so he'd hate to damage it in any way.
The move set was odd, it was a very slow motion of arms, hands, even fingers, and sometimes legs. Everything was moving in a synchronized manner, movements of beauty.
That went on for a while before everyone stopped. Their steps were now taking them up nearby stairs with Ian following closely behind.
They came to a very high platform, lining up in a line like the organized people they are. To the side of the platform were numerous wooden poles on which they jumped onto.
The poles were quite high, so falling down means certain death. On top of that, they weren't large, making it hard to keep balance on them, yet the monks moved on the poles like feathers, with no hesitation and perfect calculations.
Ian of course participated in silence, moving along the poles with immaculate nimbleness before standing on a very narrow pole on one leg, his eyes were closed and his breathing steady.
Soon, the entire rest of his group joined him, including Raven who rarely leaves her room.
They repeated the same move set from before though this time on the poles, making it many times harder for them, Selina having the least trouble doing it aside from Ian.
Her agility was already amazing before, but after her recent transformation, she reached a new level altogether. A very specific transformation that took very long to get right though she looked no different.
The next thing on the schedule was sparring. It's basically just Ian fighting everyone else in the group at the same time in hand-to-hand combat, and surprisingly, they never ever came close to winning.
Ian was as much of a monster a human being can possibly be while still in the realms of being a human, reaching the absolute limits but being unable to breach them.
What came next is the four flying out of the city into the forest and starting their next practice which includes Ivy manipulating numerous vines to attack them while they evade, mostly working on their reaction time, which Ian considers one of the most important things in any situation.
Next came tranquility, each focusing on their own thing, whatever they want, have fun, study, or whatever it is.
"You really don't think so?" Raven frowned, questioning in an emotionless tone.
"I don't think it's enough. Always assume that your enemy is one hundred levels stronger than he actually is. It's never a bad thing,"
Ian replied, his tone more to the calm side, and like Raven, he also has a book in his hand.
In contrast to the first time he met her, she was much more calm and mature.
He remembers she lost control of her emotions a bit back then though it makes sense considering what was before her was Trigon's scroll.
Now she was more serious and more focused. She took Ian's advice and studied every book she could get her hands on.
She was an introvert by nature, preferring to keep to herself, but there are exceptions to everything.
"Okay," Raven didn't say much, but she took his words to heart, "What do you think about this?"
Ian took the paper from her hand and started looking through it. It was a spell, an odd complex spell. Described in the paper were its every mechanism, how it works, and its effects.
"Why though?" Ian frowned, eyeing Raven strangely.
"What? It's just in case. You told me to always prepare backup plans and this is one." Raven didn't flinch but still spoke calmly, confident in her methods.
Ian let out a sigh, almost wanting to facepalm, "Yeah, but why would you need to sacrifice yourself? Think bigger, this is just weak."
"Is it? Then what might you suggest." Raven crossed her arms, somewhat unconvinced.
"Well, demons are very kind, so you can just convince them to use the spell for you. Perhaps convince Trigon to use it himself? You may have to improve the spell, but it shouldn't be impossible..."
Ian wasn't done. He was stroking his chin in contemplation, words coming out of his mouth like a chatterbox. Plenty of different ridiculous possibilities, "Better yet, just find a way to visit heaven and summon him there. I'm sure he will respond for you..."
"..."
Ian ruffled her hair before shaking his head, going back to read his book. He didn't tell her much. He wants her to solve things by herself, and if she can't, then he'll just have to act. A solution he already had.
They continued to study magic together, helping each other whenever necessary. Raven was more focused on dark arts while Ian focused on main things, but mainly the mechanisms of magic.
Speaking of magic, after a few hours of exhausting wild training sessions with Ivy and Selina, specifically exhausting for the two.
Ian on the other hand becomes incredibly energetic, and he rarely sleeps. His nights are often spent in his lab.
His power made him broken, but it also set a lot of limits on him, studying how to break those limits was the most fun he ever had since arriving in this world, and his research was already seeing results.
