《Psychic Parasite》Chapter 312: Jyorta Bone is a Schemer
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"What?" Madam Mary blurted out in shock. She just came to know of his identity and now his identity had changed to something else.
"No," Atika Light held Madam Mary, "Be patient."
Jyorta closed his eyes once again, taking in deep breaths for a couple of minutes before he opened his eyes, his expression tired. His voice was hoarse, tinged with a sense of fear, "I feel like I might go mad any second. The second I close my eyes, I imagine myself as a Crust-Mantle, watching 'me' kill me. It repeats over and over again. When I walk, a lapse in concentration would make me hallucinate myself as a Crust-Mantle hatchling that is running across a seashore."
"They are continuously playing over in my head and making me view myself as an enemy." Tears streamed out his eyes, "I am trying my best to control them, but I am still far from recovery. Until then, I am scared of meeting others."
"Actually," Madam Mary sighed, stepping aside, allowing Jyorta to witness the state of his room. "I had no choice but to subdue you when you exited the dorm building in that state. Do you remember that?"
His expression hardened, his gaze wavering as he bowed his head, "I didn't know…"
"Alright, tell me the reason you ended up in this state. And, don't worry. I can hasten your recovery." Atika Light interjected, her expression gentle. Psychic Ancestor Marble took the backend, for now, deciding to observe everything in silence.
Jyorta took in a deep breath, controlling the emotional fluctuations that marked the ones before him as his enemies, speaking in strain, "In my first exploration of the Labyrinth of Frenzy, I came across a Tier 2 Crust-Mantle near the entrance. To develop and see the extent of my abilities, I siphoned some memory fragments from its soul that looked different than the rest."
"When I learned of the contents in them, I was shocked. The Crust-Mantles were a weak race whose strength is at the bottom of the Frenzy Beast world. But, we…they were created by Rhachis Ancestor Earth to serve a purpose."
"A purpose?" Atika Light frowned.
"Yes," Jyorta nodded, "The Floating Spiders, the Spindle Bees, the River Whales, and the Lava Turtles; they joined hands to create a large scheme to destroy Marble City."
He let out a wry smile, gazing at the marble figure, "It is in preparation for the eventual war sir had mentioned before. And, the Crust-Mantles seem to the ones at the centre of it. Therefore, I wanted to find more information. When I came to know everything, I had planned to contact you, Ancestor Marble. I don't have the means to contact you but since you know everything that transpires within the city, I could think up some methods to bring it to your notice."
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"But…" He sighed, "The more I comprehended their memories, the more I was influenced by them. Even though I negated those influences at every step, I was suddenly affected to the extent it was beyond my capabilities to negate the influence quickly. At present, it would take me 2-3 days before I become normal."
"So, you barely have the situation under control." Madam Mary snorted.
Jyorta stared in helplessness, noticing the state of his body. He couldn't help but think about the time Rhachis Ancestor Light had placed him in a similar situation. 'I guess I was too reckless? Maybe somewhere down the line, I got overconfident in my abilities of the soul? This is bad for my future. I should take note of it.'
Placing him in a state of unconsciousness seemed to have helped him a little. As Jyorta talked, he regained greater lucidity, saying his piece, expressing his ego, beginning to regain confidence in his sense of self, "I'll show you everything I had discovered till now. After I recover, I'll make some plans before figuring out the rest. I won't be defeated by something like this."
Aura Personification—Hallucination!
Everything he had experienced through the memories of the Crust-Mantles, Jyorta relayed them through his aura personification. The three beings before them diverted part of their attention to it, witnessing everything that was shown in the hallucination.
Eight hours later, Jyorta panted in exhaustion, cutting off the aura personification, "I cannot maintain it any longer. I expended all my aura."
"Even though you solely used the aura personification, the fact that you could last eight hours is worthy of praise. It seems Jyovic Bone helped you by gifting that Tier 5 Artifact." Madam Mary showered some words of praise on him.
"Good, I'll treat you now." Atika Light stepped forward, intending to activate her Tier 5 Skill.
Jyorta hurriedly stopped her, "Ma'am, if possible, can you teach me a method to protect myself. Since I would be doing this many times in the future, it would prove helpful if I had a method to counter their influence on me."
"You rascal," Atika Light laughed, giving him a mild smack on the head. "Fine, I'll show you an easy method."
She gazed at Psychic Ancestor Marble, showcasing her palm forward. Psychic Ancestor Marble sighed and turned his head. The cupboard above Jyorta's bed was opened as a bag was pulled out. His psychic arm fished out a pair of goggles from within, removing a certain restriction on it before placing it on Atika Light's palm.
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"It seems he had gifted this to you in advance for situations like these," Atika Light said, making Jyorta wear the pair of goggles, "This is a Tier 6 Artifact that has fused with a Tier 4 Relic. The Relic contains the Unranked Skill, Deific Inference at Tier 4 level. This is more than enough to help you. You could only use it superficially until now, but after Ancestor Marble removed a layer of restriction on it, you can use it better."
She laughed, "Thanks to Ancestor Marble's modification, you can activate it with your psychic energy. Now, insert your psychic arm into it."
Jyorta did as told, watching his psychic energy gush into the pair of goggles. A gentle white light gushed out through the two lenses, falling on the three individuals before him. But, nothing happened. Either they could easily resist its effects or he hadn't activated it properly yet.
"Now, Will for the beam to fall on you." Followed by Atika Light's instructions, Jyorta Willed the beam, watching it fall on him. A moment later, a projection of him formed behind him.
But, the projection was odd. The projection of Jyorta was slightly mature, the eyes suffused with jet-black colour. Attached on its back were four pairs of a Floating Spider's legs, scuttling about with no rhyme or reason.
A faint projection of a Crust-Mantle's head overlapped Jyorta's head, its mandibles clanking repeatedly. There were all sorts of corruption in his projection, with a lot of parts being replaced by either the Crust-Mantle or the Floating Spider. But, the area dominated by the Crust-Mantle was almost ten times the Floating Spider's. it was because Jyorta only retained the memory fragments of the Floating Spiders and hadn't truly comprehended them yet.
The reason they still invaded his projection could be attributed to his breakthrough, when he faced Ehara Gobi. At that time, one of the creepy-haired man's arrangements had activated, causing the four pairs of Floating Spider legs to appear on the back of his projection.
They defended against Ehara Gobi's sneak attack, allowing Jyorta to clinch victory and return to reality.
"Now, seep the effect of the Relic into your psychic arm and bring a part of it out." Jyorta nodded. Part of his psychic arm peeked out of the pair of goggles, hovering in the air beside him. There were faint changes to it, its form now suffused with white colour, covered by faint mysterious patterns.
The patterns were a mixture of squares and circles, forming numerous clusters as they constantly changed patterns. Seeing that he had succeeded on the first try, Atika Light smiled, "Now, use that psychic arm to touch a leg of the Floating Spider on your back."
The white psychic arm approached his projection's back, gently touching the scuttling floating spider leg. Miraculously, his psychic arm could feel solid contact.
Seeing Jyorta's surprise, Atika Light said, "Deific Inference is the sole ability in this world that deals in the domain of the mind. It also has other aspects to it that I won't talk about now. When you become a Ground Controller, I'll personally teach you about it."
"Now, your psychic arm can touch the projection. But, if you try to pull it out, your ego itself would be damaged. After all, it is embedded into yours. But, you can use your corrosion through your psychic arm too right?" Seeing his expression, Atika Light laughed, "Then try it now."
Faint traces of black formed veins on the white psychic arm. A black vein spread around, touching the Floating Spider leg the psychic arm was coiled around. Instantly, the leg corroded, dissipating in the air as faint specks of light.
The blue soul unleashed a Soul Cornea, passing it through the projection to see if it can affect it. But, the Soul Cornea just passed through it, showing no signs of being able to affect it.
'So, this projection is related to the domain of the mind.' Jyorta nodded; he had a basic understanding of the four power systems: Parasite, Aura, Mind, and Soul.
Seeing that the process was a success, Atika Light smiled, "Remain here and treat yourself first. Mary will prevent anyone from disturbing you for the time being."
Saying her piece, she exited the room after taking a glance at Madam Mary. Madam Mary followed her out, using her abilities to prevent anyone from seeing them.
While they were descending the stairs, Atika Light laughed, seemingly satisfied with something. When Madam Mary inquired, she said with a laugh, "This little devil has already begun to scheme."
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