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Odyssey of the Blind God

Chapter 456 Whooping Asses
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'As expected, it's this thing!' Nial thought, a smile forming on his face as he made a visual imprint of the object in his stomach.

He could visualize it in the mind of others and inform them about the appearance of the ingredient that was at fault for the highly addictive sensation.

Unfortunately, there was only one problem that prevented satisfaction from spreading through his body.

'That's the main ingredient, isn't it?' Nial realized when he felt that his heightened mana aptitude and mana acceptance state was prolonged as his body digested the black substance.

The moment he sealed the black substance his improved cultivation effect deteriorated drastically. It was heightened again when he unsealed the black substance, helping him understand just what was going on.

His mind was a clean slate and there was no way that Nial would get addicted. But that was, of course, not something Nial had an easy way of dealing with.

On the contrary, he could easily tell that his body was already getting addicted to the heightened mana aptitude sensation. Only by using his Essence of Darkness was it possible for Dilan to cleanse his body of the ill effects as well as his mind. He cleansed his stomach and every cell of his body using the power of the Essence of Darkness to expel the harmful substance from his body after he used it up in its entirety.

A few hours had passed in the blink of an eye after which Nial got up from the ground. His body was overflowing with Mana and he could clearly tell that his Mana Core had progressed a little bit.

"The main ingredient of the Cultivation Drug is the problem. It spreads through the entire body upon being digested. Is there something like a body cleansing pill, or something similar to that?" Nial's mind was working hard and was trying to find a way to make use of the Cultivation Drug rather than abandoning it.

He had this feeling before already, but if they could actually make use of the Cultivation Drug without giving birth to an entire race of addicts, it would be possible to further assist in the growth of the human race.

It might not even be impossible for the human race to stand on equal terms with other, much older, and more experienced races!

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"You are fine…right?" Princess Evalyne asked, looking at Nial from head to toe. There were no glaring red marks all over his face, neck, arms and legs, making her sigh in relief.

'He is really fine. That's great…but how?' She wondered while continuing to stare at Nial.

"I am totally fine, but you didn't answer my question," Nial retorted cheekily. At the same time, Miles checked all over his son's body for cuts or wounds to see if he was truly alright.

"Dad, I'm fine," Nial reassured his father so as to prevent him from running back and forth like a squirrel.

"But…ugh, okay…" Miles gave up and stepped back after noticing that Nial was not only fine but also oddly determined.

"There are body cleansing pills, but they're not perfect and the ingredients are expensive. Not many Alchemists are capable of creating them either!" Princess Evalyne finally explained, which resulted in Nial nodding his head.

"In that case, it should be possible to alter the Cultivation drug, decrease its effect a little and remove the addictive effect altogether as long as we get our hands on the Alchemists responsible for them, or am I making a wrong conclusion?" Nial asked, his earlier gloom getting replaced by a bright expression that improved more and more.

His smile reached his eyes and it didn't take the others in the wooden hut a long time to figure out what Nial was trying to say.

"So…you don't want to remove the Cultivation Drug from the black market but you want to integrate it in the official economy after altering it? That's…brilliant!" The Royal Princess clasped her hands in joy, ignoring the others' baffled expressions.

They didn't understand that Nial was not trying to swim against the stream but that he wanted to swim with the stream, and enlarge it at that.

He wanted the stream to turn into a huge river, a river that was created based on his laws, and the Cultivation Drug was a perfect means to achieve this.

"But we will have to find the creator of the Cultivation Drug first. The main ingredient of the Cultivation Drug is some sort of black substance that looks like this," Nial said while visualizing the black substance of which he had made a visual imprint. He showed it to everyone in a 3D projection while using his dark energy in order to replicate the black currents that had oozed out of the substance.

"I don't know what exactly that is, but it maintained and prolonged the effect of the Cultivation Drug while spreading out the highly addictive effect as well!" He further explained and the others nodded their heads while staring at the 3D projection without realizing what Nial was currently doing with his mana.

He could project anything he wanted with his mana, in an instant at that. To achieve something like this, one required tremendous control, something that was not supposed to be possible at the Prometheus rank.

However, nobody was extremely shocked by his feat, especially since Nial was not really considered as an ordinary Original, let alone as a being at the Prometheus rank.

He was just a monster in the eyes of the Elves, who had once frowned upon the weakness of the human race. Most humans were still weak and the Elves did not think highly of them. It was fine to look down on them, secretly at least, but Nial was different, whether it was because of his inherent powers or everything else about it!

"Can your research department take a look and search for the ingredient I just showed you, search for a way to replace it, and a way that would lead us to the Creator of the Cultivation Drug?" Nial asked as he thought of something. He had already accepted that his father wanted to infiltrate the Black Market, even though he didn't like the thought at all.

His father was old and sensible enough to make his own decisions and it would be the worst possible thing to restrict his father from doing what he wanted to do.

Nial was ready to protect his father no matter what dangerous mission he would choose next, even if he wanted to slaughter a Dragon!

With that thought in mind, Nial accepted everything rather easily.

"Your father will have to look for the Drug dealers, and find their connections before we can do it on our own. Until then, we will try to find ways to create a better version of the Cultivation drug, and to cleanse the body of the addictive substance," The Royal Princess nodded her head before she waved her hand to bid farewell to Nial, and Miles.

She left the wooden hut, followed by her followers that rushed behind her.

Thus, only Nial, his father, Master Crevian, and Meryl were left behind.

A minute of silence followed after the Princess' exit. Mater Crevian and Meryl looked at the father-son duo and they smiled lightly before their attention returned to the bunch of runic armaments.

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"By the way, dad…did Sabrina or Mathias call when I was away?" Nial asked, but Miles only shook his head.

"These brats…" Nial grumbled, clenching his fists tightly. 'Sabrina…at least you could have left dad a message!! Looks like I will have to teach you a good lesson once you're back!!'

His irritation was apparent in his body language and the expression on his face turned devilish while a tremendous pressure radiated from him.

However, instead of getting worried about what might happen, everyone looked at Nial with a faint smile.

'He is worrying too much…again,' Miles thought and he patted his son's shoulder in response.

Nial regained his senses just a moment later and he cleared his throat as the pressure dispersed.

"What do you think of my runic armaments?" He asked Master Crevian, trying to hide the bits of embarrassment he felt for having lost his control for something as childish as the thought of lecturing his sister.

"They're…amazing…"

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