My Magical System

Chapter 112: Force Activation Artefact

Captain Turo stared at Yeman’s eyes. In his mind, the young man in front of him had weird colored eyes!

If only Yeman knew what he was thinking, he would strongly disagree with him. After all, he chose this color because, for him, it was cool!

Nonetheless, Turo saw nothing suspicious from those eyes aside from the feeling as though those eyes wanted to tell him that this was an unfinished business.

And it’s all just the start.

Deep inside, a fury was reborn from within Turo.

He lifted his hand deliberately; he reached out the hand that was straight reaching out on him, waiting for him to grab. With a flicker of new glint in his eyes, he decided to grab it. But, just right when he was about to grab it, their attention was stolen by some weird noises.

Da-dhak! Da-dhak! Da-dhak! Everyone paused when they heard the loud pulsating sounds. It seemed as though the whole room was pulsating, but it wasn’t. Then it was followed by eerie groaning sounds.

.....

Yeman, Night, and Captain Turo glanced to where it was coming.

They saw the supposedly dead Mr. Yule; his body was twitching.

“???”

Question marks were floating above their heads.

“Eh? What happened?” Yeman muttered a question out of wonder.

The body was exuding a dark purplish aura. Yeman knitted his brows. He saw when that person was killed by Night after a long black arm pierced through his chest.

But how come he was moving now?! He exclaimed inwardly. Not just that, his body started to grow bigger too!

Tsk!

They heard Turo click his tongue between his teeth.

“My lord, look!” Night, who was silent the whole time, had beckoned him while she was pointing at something. He glanced where she was pointing and saw the ring on Mr. Yule’s finger glowing.

“A Force Activation artefact, ” Turo muttered as he used his knee to push himself up.

Yeman darted his eyes to Turo. “Force Activation?” He repeated in a question.

A frown happened on Turo’s face. “That ring, it is an Artefact that enabled him to activate his bloodline forcefully,” he replied. “Damn it, he’s a holder of bloodline power! My guess was right!” Turo added, in anguish.

In truth, it was also one of the reasons why he was wary to sneak an attack on him. He was doubting that Mr. Yule wasn’t an ordinary person.

“A bloodline? What is that?”

Turo suddenly heard the young man asked.

“.....”

He glanced at him. It was uncommon that someone of such age had no idea about it. But he pushed it at the back of his head, as it wasn’t uncommon also to find someone who doesn’t know about the bloodline power.

Turo breathed, then slowly opened his mouth. “Bloodline is the power inherited from the ancients. I’m not an expert at it. But based on the Ancient record, over a thousand years, the world was ruled by godly beings. At that time, the world, although wasn’t peaceful, it wasn’t as chaotic as now. The war broke out when a dark force started to invade the world. Then the godly beings each summoned a hero, and each of those heroes was gifted with the power from those godly beings to fight the dark forces.”

Yeman narrowed his eyes after hearing him, “Do you mean... the demons?” Upon hearing the word dark forces, he remembered the conversation of Uncle Ronny and the others inside the carriage when they were heading back to the main city of the empire. That time when they came back from the subjugation mission, he wasn’t so interested in the topic about the demons. He didn’t even know what kind of demons they were talking about.

On earth, there were different kinds of it. One of them was his close friend.

“.....”

Wait... Yeman remembered something. Wasn’t Uncle Ronny and the others also talking about summoned heroes that time? Could it be... What the Oldman said just now is related to those heroes from the past? Yeman doubted.

He was about to open his mouth again to ask another thing, but Turo came saying: “Yes, the demons. They were horrifying creatures-”

Bang!

“!!!”

Just after Turo said it, the three of them were startled when the floor suddenly trembled. They noticed Mr. Yule’s arm smashed on the floor. It was twitching and started bloating. Yeman thought of the balloon while watching it. It was so sinister to watch as it was a plump of human flesh that was bloating in front of them.

“This is bad!” He suddenly heard the Oldman beside him mutter warily.

“Why, Oldman?” He asked.

“He started to turn into a demon.”

“?!”

Yeman balled his eyes slightly. “What do you mean?” He asked in puzzlement. The Oldman said a while ago that Mr. Yule was using Force Activation Artifact to forcibly activate his Bloodline power, and he also stated that bloodline power was gifted from godlike beings to the heroes who would fight against the demons. It was also right to assume that Mr. Yule had the hero’s bloodline. So, Yeman was puzzled that the person who had the bloodline of the hero turned into a demon!

Also, it puzzled him that the dead Mr. Yule was able to use the artefact even though he was already dead.

But the next words of Captain Turo filled his puzzlements.

“That Forced Activation Artefact would activate when the wearer decided to activate it. But it also comes with another activation method. It auto activates when the wearer dies. It had an apparent effect of reviving the wearer. But Mr. Yule could not control his bloodline power since the rank of his magical energy is very low. His body could not handle the power of it. It caused a negative effect on him, and the negative effect ate his soul. Thus, the demon was able to possess him.”

“P...possessed?” Yeman repeated with a frown.

“Mhm!” Turo nodded.

“.....”

For some reason, Yeman’s body hairs started to stand upright. It sent shivers on him.

In truth,

If Yeman wants, he could ask the System to give him some information about it, but he would rather not. He didn’t want to be so dependent on the System about this kind of thing. Though it didn’t mean he would never be.

He just wanted to avoid spoiling himself; because, It might cause him to become lazy in the process, which is not a good treat. He was already fed up with being one. So, for this new life, he wanted to become at least more productive than his previous self.

As Yeman was considering, the supposed dead body of Mr. Yule was already so plump. His right arm grew triple its previous size, while his left remained the same. His stomach bulged to such a degree in which it tore his formal suit. At his current state, the clothes on his body were tattered and hanging. Even his head turned so big and disfigured. His big teeth were peeking from his mouth. Just looking at him could instill fear in everyone. The man turned so grotesque.

“What happened to him?”

He asked. In his mind, ‘Damn it, so this is how a demon looks? He looked more like a zombie than a demon!’ A chill ran down his spines. It was only natural for someone like him who came from earth to feel it. After all, demons were very terrifying paranormals! And this man in front of him had come back to life after he died and now possessed by a demon!

Wait, he too was the same. But in his case, it was different though. He was the one who possessed the body.

He glanced at the person beside him. He saw him narrowed his eyes. His eyes were telling him as though what was happening in front of them was a natural circumstance in this world.

Yeman waited for his further explanation about the so-called demons and heroes but their conversation came to a halt as the enemy were now staring at them with bloodshot eyes.

Regardless, he already collected enough souls to expand his soul energy.

He was about to step in front to leave the place but: “Wait!” The Oldman beside him called.

He glanced at him. “Why?” Yeman asked.

“Let me handle him!” The Oldman said with a glint in his eyes.

Yeman gawked for a few seconds but he noticed that the effect of weakening from his Killing sword had finally gone off.

Looked like the Oldman misunderstood him stepping in front. Maybe he thought that he would be going to fight the Demon Yule. To be honest, he just wanted to escape. But since the Oldman said that he would be going to fight him. Yeman found no reason to disagree.

Yeman felt excited. He wanted to witness the real strength of this person.

The so-called Legendary Sword Martial!

“Sorry, My lord, I failed to notice that insect had something up his sleeves,” Night said with a sorry face. “But don’t worry, My Lord. I will finish it if you let me handle it,” she added.

Yeman’s mouth extended into a smile, then shook his head slightly. He touched her head and said: “Don’t mind it. You did well. It’s up to the Oldman now,” he replied.