Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 119 Epiphany
  "He who is great..."

Ten-year-old Darren listened blankly to his cousin's account of all the things that had happened in the past.

He started listening to it from the very beginning, that stormy night.

When he heard that his cousin and cousin Chris were both captured by the cultists, Darren couldn't help but squeeze his little hands. When he heard that the Lost Lord appeared to save them, joy appeared on his fat face. He heard again Grandpa and father came to Nasir because of the call. They opened their mouths slightly in surprise and wanted to know what would happen next.

He kept hearing that his grandfather died because of the Rhea people, and finally gritted his teeth and grabbed the little chubby hand, shouting: "The Rhea people are too bad! These guys are too evil!"

Eileen spoke more roughly about what happened next.

She was very excited to see Darren, her face flushed, and she seemed to be very happy and joyful that she had a "different origin from ordinary people"!

Eileen actually understands one thing very well, that is, Darren does not understand the blood and tears behind those stories at all. He just finds them interesting and fun, and is proud of the difference in his family.

She also understands that not every child is as mature as Chris.

Erin reached out and gently stroked Darren's hair, and said calmly:
  "You are already a man of the Fisher family. From now on, you must remember to bear your due responsibilities."

"We are a esoteric family that worships great gods. The most important principles are caution and confidentiality. Even your mother Margaret cannot tell you what happened just now. Do you understand?"

Darren was slightly startled. Mother, although she rarely comes to Nasir, she loves him and her sister every time she comes and brings a lot of delicious and fun things.

Why can't I even tell my mother about those things?

He was a little depressed, but he still nodded and said: "Yes, I understand, Cousin Eileen."

Erin nodded. There was still a lot to teach Darren. Darren would definitely have a lot of doubts on the way forward, and he would have to answer them all himself.

She hopes that Darren can become a pillar of the family like Lucius and Byrne in the future.

Although he is still far from it now. He is arrogant, playful and has almost no advantages.

But Eileen thinks that's not a problem. After all, Byrne was just a child who trembled and hid behind his father, not daring to speak, wasn't he?
  She feels the need to be "hard" on Darren next time.

As he left the basement, Darren took a breath and thought excitedly about one thing.

It turns out that my family is so powerful and has the protection of a great god!
  What I learned today is really great! What a joy! The Lost Lord must be more powerful than those righteous gods! Even if one of them beats six of them, he can still win!
  And I, Darren Fisher, am also a member of the chosen family Fisher, so I was born to be the chosen one!
  He was so excited just thinking about it!

Very good!
  -

In the reception room of Fisher Manor.

The once young knight Verle was already in his early thirties, with a golden beard and looked much more stable.

The "Son of the Abyss" incident caused him to lose his father. Therefore, in recent years, Verle joined the Siat Kingdom Army and became an official officer.

He smiled and bowed slightly to Byrne.

"Then, the matter has been decided. Lord Byrne, please be sure to attend my wedding."

Byrne nodded and smiled: "Of course I will go."

Being in the town of Nasir is unavoidable, and the Ver Knight family has already decided to attach itself to the Fisher family.

Ver came to Fisher Manor today just to talk about his marriage. He has decided to marry a knight family in the gold mining town of Slovin, but he must ask Bain's opinion beforehand.

Without the blessing of the Fisher family, the Ver family would not dare to complete the marriage without authorization.

When Ver left the manor, Byrne took out a purple-red stone from his arms.

At the Alchemy Council, the president gave him this mysterious stone through trading spiritual world knowledge.

It is both an alchemical tool and a mysterious object, a fascinating little thing.

Byrne still remembers what the president said, as long as it is combined with severe emotional fluctuations, it can explode with considerable power, even comparable to the top-level treasures and rare objects.

He knew that there were only a few months left before the next Alchemy Council convened.

"Will there still be this kind of stone by then?"

Byrne held the purple-red stone, stared at it carefully for a long time, and finally tried to activate the "deconstruction perspective" again.

In fact, he had tried to deconstruct it a few years ago, but the aftereffects of that attempt lasted for several days and were very bad.

A light blue halo appeared in Byrne's eyes, and his gaze suddenly penetrated deep into the innermost part of the purple-red stone. In an instant, it was as if his consciousness passed through countless colorful purples and came to a chaos, where he heard hundreds of people surrounding him wailing continuously.

chaos!

Crazy!

despair!
  Those light blue light balls of different sizes were constantly screaming, wailing, roaring, and crying. All the endless emotions bursting out from the crushed souls all poured into Byrne's mind. .

His head was dizzy, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he felt huge fear rising from the deepest part of his heart!

"what!"

Byrne suddenly roared, shook the purple-red stone aside tremblingly, took a deep breath, and his chest kept rising and falling. He covered his head tightly, and the things in his field of vision were blurry, as if the mournful wails and screams were still lingering in his ears for a long time.

Those things are souls!

Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with what I saw last time. Those light blue balls of light were all fragments of the soul. They were decomposed and reconstructed into the basic constituent materials of purple-red stone!

"It is both an alchemy tool that contains magic power and a mysterious object that contains spiritual power. I see, it is precisely because it is mixed with fragments of soul! That is why it contains spiritual power!"

Byrne closed his eyes and his breathing gradually became steady, but there was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

He swallowed and once again confirmed that the president of the Alchemy Council was extremely dangerous!

"How many souls did this crazy bastard use!"

Soul, a very strange realization suddenly appeared in Byrne's mind.

What exactly is spiritual power?
  There is no doubt that they are the power contained in the deepest part of the soul. They can affect everything in the real world. They are extremely incredible, mysterious and elusive.

For a long time, although the Fisher family has continued to use and develop sequence power, it has never touched upon the essence of spiritual power.

He looked at the candle not far away.

"Flame control" can only control the flames created by oneself, but cannot control the existing flames. Why?
  Byrne slowly stood up and walked over, lighting the candle with a match, and the fire suddenly lit up a small patch of light.

It was not a flame he created by consuming spiritual power and could not be controlled.

Byrne raised another finger, creating a small flame that echoed the flame on the candle.

"The flame I created contains my spiritual power..."

Something dawned on him.

That is to say, what I really control is not the flame, but the spiritual power. As for the so-called flame, it is just a manifestation of spiritual power in the material world.

Then Byrne made a bold attempt.

He manipulated the flame at his fingertips to fly toward the candle, gradually merging with the flame that originally contained no spiritual power.

Soon he felt some invisible resistance, so Byrne did not hesitate to increase the supply of spiritual power.

Then he laughed in surprise. The flame on the candle and the flame he created merged into one, and they became something he could control!
  "What I control is not fire, but spiritual power. That's it! I understand!"

He was very surprised by the new discovery. Theoretically, as long as he increased the injection of spiritual power, he could even seize the black flame of the Case family!
  Byrne quickly took out his notebook and recorded his new findings, and then figured out another thing.

"By the way, theoretically speaking, all things with souls, whether they are humans or not, can have sequence power!"

He thought of the mysterious creature in the form of a "tortoise" that he kept at home.

Perhaps, it can also become a blood recipient, at least in theory it is completely feasible!
  Byrne also realized one thing. The system of sequence power has only been developed a little so far. In fact, the Fisher family's understanding of them is still too shallow. For many years, they have only relied on the part given by the Lost Lord. Occult knowledge.

Unlike the two existing systems of "blood power" and "spell power" on the continent of Oden, they have been studied for countless years, and various supporting theories and extension techniques have been summarized in many mysterious knowledge books written by predecessors. Countless inheritances.

The system of sequence power must be thoroughly developed from scratch by the Fisher family.

While Byrne kept writing down new notes, Vanessa suddenly knocked on the door and came in, bowing gracefully.

"My lord, Baron Leander is here."

"Ok?"

Byrne was a little confused. After he refused the other party's greedy request last time, the relationship between the Fisher family and the Leander family was not good.

So, what kind of thing does Baron Leandre, who has a strong business aura, want to come to him now?
  "Invite him to the drawing room."

Byrne still nodded and put away his notebook, wanting to see the other party's intentions before making a decision.

Vanessa nodded and turned to leave. After a while, Baron Leander came to the reception room.

"Haha, long time no see, Byrne!"

His eyes were arrogant, his expression was full of condescension, his fat hands were trembling slightly, and he seemed to be smiling nervously.

Byrne couldn't help but frown slightly, and he could clearly feel that Baron Leander, who was once full of "businessman" temperament, had changed a lot!

What happened to him?

"Bye, hehe, I have made huge gains in the spiritual world recently!"

Baron Leander sat on the sofa, his body trembling slightly, his eyes wandering and he said:

"I have reached the middle level of qualitative change!"

(End of this chapter)