Chapter 742 742 Reading Books
742 Chapter 742 Reading Books
In his relentless pursuit to defeat Zelthrax, Aldred immersed himself in the study of magic, scouring through digital archives and ancient texts for anything that could rival the Riftweaver's dark powers. His quest, however, seemed futile. The magic in the databases and e-books felt rudimentary, lacking the depth and potency necessary to counter Zelthrax's reality-warping abilities.
Frustration mounted as Aldred sifted through yet another digital manuscript, finding nothing but basic incantations and theoretical concepts. "These are child's play compared to what she can do," he muttered, closing the holographic display with a swipe of his hand.
"You won't find anything worthwhile in those," Rayanor's voice cut through Aldred's brooding thoughts. "The truly valuable magic isn't stored in databases or encoded in technology. It's preserved in ancient, physical texts, often hidden or guarded."
Aldred turned to face Rayanor, his interest piqued. "Where can I find these papers? I need to learn something that can match her power."
Rayanor chuckled softly, a smile playing beneath his mask. He reached into his windbreaker, pulling out an old, thick tome bound in worn leather. The book exuded an aura of age and mystery. "I've spent years studying magic to defeat Zelthrax. I've read countless tomes on spatial magic. But this one," he said, handing the book to Aldred, "is probably the most comprehensive. Have a read. Maybe you'll find what I did not."
Aldred took the book, feeling its weight and the texture of its cover. He opened it cautiously, revealing pages filled with intricate symbols, diagrams, and ancient script. The text seemed to dance before his eyes, alive with a power he had never felt before.
"This is... incredible," Aldred whispered, his eyes scanning the pages with growing excitement. The book contained detailed explanations of advanced spatial magic, theories of reality manipulation, and accounts of battles with beings from other dimensions.
Rayanor watched Aldred, his expression unreadable behind the mask. "It's a difficult path, Aldred. The magic in that book is complex and dangerous. It's not something one masters overnight."
"I am finished."
"It will probably take you yea—what did you say?"
"I finished reading the book."
"But you just opened it."
"It's my special ability."
"Bullshit. Let me ask you some questions."
Rayanor eyed Aldred skeptically. "Alright, let's start with the basics. What's the title of the book, and who's the author?"
Aldred didn't hesitate. "It's titled 'Arcanum of Spatial Realms' by Master Elothar. He was a renowned mage from the Silver Era, specializing in spatial dimensions."
Shuzib nodded. "Knowledge is power, especially against an adversary like Zelthrax. But theory is one thing; applying it is another."
Aldred raised his hand and then a spatial anomaly appeared atop his palm. A small range of space contorted and distorted before turning into a small black hole that distort time. Aldred grabbed an apple and threw it into the small blackhole, it vanished immediately.
Aldred manipulated the blackhole, spinning it in certain way and them threw another apple. This time the apple rotated around the black hole before it quickly rotting away.
Shuzib frowned. "That apple shouldn't be rotten. It's aging should be slowed."
"That's what a normal black hole would do," Aldred said.
Aldred's mastery over the newfound spatial magic left Rayanor in a state of stunned awe. With each display of Aldred's burgeoning powers, Rayanor's disbelief turned into a profound respect for the commander's capabilities.
Aldred, his focus unwavering, continued to experiment with the spatial anomalies, his hands shaping and bending the fabric of space with an ease that defied belief. He conjured a series of warping fields, each distorting the air and light around them in mesmerizing patterns.
"Watch this," Aldred said, his voice steady with concentration. He extended his hand, and a shimmering portal materialized in the air. Reaching through, he pulled out an object from seemingly nowhere – a radiant, crystalline orb that pulsed with energy.
Rayanor stepped closer, his curiosity piqued. "Where did you get that from?"
Aldred smiled. "A different point in space. I'm learning to navigate the spatial planes. It's like reaching into another room without leaving this one."
Rayanor shook his head in disbelief. "Incredible. You've not only learned the theory but have mastered its practical application in mere hours."
Aldred nodded, a sense of determination in his eyes. "Now, for something more challenging." Concentrating deeply, he began to manipulate the space around a small area, compressing and expanding it. Suddenly, the air vibrated, and a small burst of energy erupted, emitting a low hum.
Shuzib, observing the experiments, chimed in, "That's a localized spatial compression. If controlled correctly, it could have numerous applications."
Aldred manipulated the compression, and the hum intensified, causing the objects nearby to vibrate. "Imagine using this on Zelthrax," he mused. "Disrupting her control over her surroundings."
Rayanor nodded, a plan forming in his mind. "Combine that with a coordinated attack, and we might just have the upper hand."
Aldred released the compression, and the room settled back to normal. "We need to train rigorously. These powers are potent but require precise control. Any miscalculation could be catastrophic."
Rayanor agreed, "Let's set up a training schedule. We'll need to be at our best if we're to face Zelthrax again."
