Chapter 43 – The Blood Mist Step (1/2)

Chapter 43 – The Blood Mist Step

*whoosh*

A blood colored shadow darted in front of Calron as it abruptly burst into a cloud of crimson mist and reappeared a few meters ahead of its previous location.

“Huh?”

Calron dumbly stared at his surroundings.

Darkness.

It felt like nothing existed in the world besides the black void that surrounded Calron. There were no signs of any life or objects within the vicinity. It was completely pitch-black except for the blood shadows darting around as they exploded into bursts of crimson mist!

Not even a hint of a breeze could be felt on Calron’s skin, as he simply observed the scene before him.

“What is this place? Is that the Blood Mist Step?”

Calron muttered as he saw the blood shadows continue to burst into clouds of mist and instantly reappear several yards away.

Sensing that he must gain insights into the technique on his own, Calron sat down in a meditative position and intently examined the movements of the blood shadows.

The longer Calron gazed at the shadows, the deeper he became immersed in his concentration. He felt like he was absorbing bits of information as small tendrils of the crimson mist entered his body while the shadows kept bursting apart.

“Hmm, this seems familiar… ”

Calron had already experienced the sensation of the crimson mist before, when the Blood Legacy started breaking the seal out of its own accord. Recalling those memories, Calron entered an extremely profound state of meditation.

…………………

“I’m hungry, Master! Can we take a small break?”

Fatty pitifully asked the old man sitting on the large rock in front of him.

“You just took a bathroom break a few minutes ago. Concentrate on your training, Roran.”

Elias answered in a strict tone.

Earlier, Elias had been fooled by Fatty when the boy had requested for multiple breaks for either the bathroom or for drinking water. After continuously leaving, Elias figured out that the boy was simply too lazy, so he forced Fatty to train without any interruptions!

With a dejected sigh, Fatty continued his training as he unceasingly punched the air in front of him, while drops of sweat rolled off his body.

Meanwhile Elias just sat on the rock, and hummed a slow tune as he watched his second disciple labor in the Formless Fist.

…………………….

Tendrils of crimson mist constantly drifted into Calron’s body as he remained in a state ofdeep meditation.

On the outside, a dense scarlet cloud was ominously floating above Calron as he slowly absorbed the crimson mist. Unbeknownst to him, the number of the blood shadows in the surrounding area were slowly decreasing, the more Calron continued to absorb the crimson mist!

Soon, Calron’s skin started to glow with a faint red hue as traces of sweat started to form around his body.

Not only was he absorbing the crimson mist into his body, Calron was also inhaling the blood mist!

After a few minutes, his skin had turned completely red as hot steam sizzled around him. An intense pain shot across his body, as Calron cried out a hoarse roar!

His blood felt like it was slowly being boiled, as his body temperature rose to abnormal amounts!

“This is what Master warned me about… “

Calron rasped as he struggled to maintain his consciousness.

There was simply a colossal amount of source energy within his body at that moment, and Calron was unable to safely control it!

“DAMN IT!”

Gathering every single drop of willpower he had, Calron furiously bellowed into the darkness!

*shua*

Abruptly, his palm started to heat up, as a series of symbols rotated around his hand.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed as it revealed a large translucent shield behind the seated Calron!

The shield had three distinct symbols etched into the center, and they were exactly identical to the symbols that were imprinted on Calron’s palm!

“The Legacy Armor… ”

Calron softly whispered in the darkness as he suddenly regained control of the blood mist.

………………………

*hisss*

A fist viciously struck the empty air, as a sound of a small explosion trailed behind it.

“Haah… Hah… I did it!”

Fatty panted and tried to steady his breath, as he suddenly dropped to the ground in exhaustion.

“Good job, but you are still far away from perfecting it. I guess, that is good enough for a day’s training.”

Elias gently said as he looked down at his weary disciple.

“Calron should be done as well… I hope he can endure it.”

Elias quietly murmured as he gazed in the distance towards his other disciple, who was currently entranced in meditation.