Chapter 511 Anomaly

A cloud of black mist suddenly appeared on the clear glass door.

In just a moment, the black mist expanded rapidly in our perception, like ink dripping onto white paper!

On the other hand, Yaro's eyes clearly saw that everything before him was as usual.

The two visual senses seemed to overlap, or perhaps they were observing two different locations. The black mist existed in an ineffable, metaphysical space.

However, as Yaro suppressed the activity of his mental power, the strange "vision" gradually became weaker, and the "metaphysical" visual sense also became thinner. The faint anomaly seemed to turn into a light spot in the field of vision, which could not be detected at all without careful observation.

A strange space?

Yaro frowned.

"Lord Yaro!"

Bard gripped the hilt of his knife, cautiously observing his surroundings... well, he was cautious, but he wasn't looking in the right place.

He did indeed follow Yaro's gaze to the laboratory, but as Yaro looked away, his eyes began to wander, probably because he couldn't see anything wrong and was therefore observing other areas.

Suppressing the strange feeling of spatial disorientation, Yaro waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, it's alright."

"And what you just did...?"

"Something suddenly came to mind."

Yaro casually dealt with Bard, while secretly observing the situation in the strange "vision" out of the corner of his eye.

"Fortunately, it's not showing any signs of spreading further."

Yaro breathed a slight sigh of relief and turned to say, "Bard, I have a new idea for the experiment. You can eat lunch by yourself. Bevin and I will just have some pastries later."

"Pastries?" Bud asked, puzzled. "Where did you get pastries from?"

Yaro casually flipped through his spatial ring and took out some spare food.

"Isn't this it?"

Under Bard's surprised gaze, Yaro put away the pastries and then said, "Alright, Bard, go back. Remember to guard the gates. Don't ask too many questions about things in the base; there are too many secrets for you to know, understand?"

"Understood. We need to do what is appropriate for our role. Our team leader often teaches us this principle."

Bard nodded in understanding.

However, his understanding seemed to differ from Yarrow's interpretation.

...No, Bard's understanding seems more appropriate!

If they don't know, then they're not here. No matter what reason they give, we must act swiftly and decisively to cut off Bard's chance to investigate!

Yaro calmly replied, "That's right! In case anything leaks out about the base, it will make it easier for me to investigate. I won't wrong an innocent person, and I'll never let a bad one go!"

Bud shrank back.

Besides Lord Yaro, there are only three people in the base now: Young Master Bevin and Heri are both Lord Yaro's students.

When people talk about "good people" and "bad people" here, aren't they referring to themselves?

"Okay," Bard paused, then gave an awkward smile, "Um... Lord Yaro, I'll go back to the security area to practice Blood Frenzy."

"Okay, go ahead, but try not to come to other areas unless absolutely necessary."

Yaro rested one hand on the glass door, not opening it, and just stared at Bard.

Although Bard wasn't exactly smart, he could still understand the obvious implication—how could I open the door if you didn't leave?

This sudden display of distrust made him somewhat uncomfortable.

However, neither Yaro's status nor Bard's personal pursuits allowed him to put on airs in the slightest.

"Yes, Lord Yarrow."

Bard bowed respectfully, then turned and strode away.

After Bard's figure disappeared around the corner, Yaro's expression turned solemn, but he did not rush to open the door. Instead, he actively aroused his spiritual power.

A sudden, pitch-black fog enveloped the entire field of vision, and a chilling feeling arose out of nowhere.

"The amount of fire-type void energy has decreased!"

Having taught himself the "Small Fireball" spell, Yaro's fire magic core had been enhanced, making him more sensitive to fire-based void magic than other types.

As for other departments... the poor students don't know how difficult the exams are.

Given Yaro's affinity for energy, without meditation, he simply cannot directly sense the concentration of other types of void magic in the surrounding area.

However, there are ways to test it.

He lightly lifted his toes, and a clump of burrs landed perfectly in the gap.

—The Trip Technique works normally, and the Body Flicker Technique can be used.

With a flick of the wrist, the water sphere appeared.

Fog spells and armor cooling techniques can be used.

He flipped his hand again, and a whirlwind swirled around his palm.

Featherfall Spell is usable, but its effect is slightly weakened. To achieve the same strength, magic power needs to be increased by at least 20%.

If it originally required 100 magic points, now it requires 140.

Fortunately, the Featherfall Technique has been engraved in my consciousness. When using it, I can directly mobilize wind magic. The overall level has been reduced to level 1 trick, and the magic consumption is not large. Even if the consumption has increased by 20%, it will not have a significant impact on my combat power.

Then, the sphere of light appeared.

The black mist, like water droplets falling into hot oil, instantly boiled and quickly swarmed around the sphere of light, causing the light to dim and change from a dazzling brightness to an ordinary white.

It is as clean as the blank space in a traditional Chinese ink painting.

At the same time, Yaro also discovered that although the magic consumption of the Light spell had increased more than sevenfold and the effect was not satisfactory, the rune structure of the spell remained stable after it was cast, even when it was shrouded in the surrounding mysterious mist, and there was no violent reaction.

The mysterious fog seemed to simply obscure the light.

It's a long story, but the entire verification process was quick and efficient, taking less than half a minute, yet it gave Yaro a sufficient understanding of his own combat strength.

Suppressing the activity of mental energy, the dim vision fell again, and the whole thing turned into an ordinary glass door.

Slowly pushing open the door, what came into view was still an ordinary laboratory.

Various glasswares were scattered haphazardly on the lab bench. The charcoal fire on the heating plate emitted a faint blue flame, and the liquid in the glass beaker above was still boiling repeatedly, making a rhythmic sound, like someone snoring.

A misty haze filled the laboratory, making everything seem perfectly normal.

It was as if, halfway through the experiment, Holly and Bevan had to leave temporarily.

Yaro instinctively tiptoed, and the Catwalk Fist technique, deeply ingrained in his bones, was quietly activated, stepping into it with a seemingly slow but actually fast movement.

I spotted the girl who had fainted on the ground at a glance.

"Herri?!"

Looking around to make sure there were no traps, Yaro stepped forward and whispered again, "Heli, Heli! Wake up..."

As Yaro continued to call out, clear signs of eyeball movement could be seen on Heri's eyelids.

But she was like she was trapped in a nightmare, or like she was being paralyzed by a ghost. Although her eyeballs were moving, she still didn't wake up.

Yaro dared not touch her body easily.

When Yaro was young, he was in a similar situation. His personal knight, Kabir, recklessly carried Yaro's body and ran wildly, almost causing Yaro's soul to lose connection with the outside world.

Yaro looked up and glanced around.

"Where's Bevin?"

(End of this chapter)

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