God's Eyes

The camouflage makeup he applied on his stigma was nothing special, yet it worked wonders!

In a matter of seconds, his golden-silverfish-colored stigma had vanished, covered by makeup.

Jason never thought that he would have to make use of makeup, but considering that he had just altered his facial features, it might be better for his current situation.

The moment he emerged outside the mist that enveloped several dozen opponents and allies, Jason had already picked up a set of daggers that laid next to an Ifrytor's carcass.

He was ready to fight, and except his eyes, nothing resembled his old self!

Jasons' facial features had changed, his stigma was covered and he had fully retracted both his aura and the stigma's glow, while his physique was hidden underneath the robe he had put on.

With Artemis occupying his mana core, Jason's combat prowess increased drastically, even if he were to utilize nothing but his brute force.

Yet, instead of overestimating himself, he decided to make use of his mana eyes and the fact that he could release dense mist explosively.

Being able to see, while others weren't was a huge advantage, yet, at the same time, it could obstruct his own allies.

As such, Jason had to be careful about how he attacked others.

Thus, instead of releasing dense mist, he made use of his high dagger proficiency, and his martial art techniques to emerge in front of his first opponent at the Low Lique stage.

First, Jason pierced the dagger in his left hand towards his opponent's thigh before he averted its trajectory to pull the dagger upwards.

In a smooth motion, his opponent's entire tight up to his chest had been sliced open, revealing an ugly sight.

The sight might have been ugly, but Jason couldn't help but think that the Ifrytors' daggers were extremely sharp and at least on par with Tier-3 weapons, if not common Mana weapons!

Thus, he injected more mana into the daggers and the runes inscribed on them began to glow faintly, releasing a faint membrane around them.

At this sight, Jason smiled, but instead of wasting any more time, he took a deep breath before he exerted the weightless steps technique at the perfect mastery in addition to the single sequence of the Floating Sky technique, he had copied from Seron Gier a long time ago!

He had yet to meet his old friend, and Jason was eager to do so now that the anger and wrath within him were not devouring him anymore.

With that thought in his mind, he became a little bit excited to witness the end of the Great Argos war.

The future was a white piece of paper, not predestined and unknown. Everything could be changed or end differently than one thought.

Some may say that this was not true and that everything was fated to happen, however, Jason was not one of them!

In Jason's opinion, his mother's, Scorpio's, and his masters' fate could have been different, if certain things had only changed, but it had already happened, and the past was something that couldn't be changed.

While the future was blank, the past had already occurred and been written down.

As such, instead of lingering about the past for too long, Jason felt that he was finally able to release the tension he had accumulated for months.

The emotions that had corrupted him were released, even if it might only be a temporary solution.

Nevertheless, the tension within Jason was something completely different!

This was another reason for him to disguise himself, and pick up the daggers from one of the Ifrytors.

Daggers were the weapons he had learned first, and Jason felt like he was walking back in time.

His life had been peaceful, and despite being weaker than anyone else, he couldn't help but think that it was much better than fighting with his life on the line.

With every second passing, dozens were killed on the battlefield, and Jason contributed to this number.

Owing to the sequence of the floating sky movement technique he had learned, his limit of the weightless step technique at the perfect mastery increased, which allowed his speed to accelerate further.

Jason's robe fluttered in the wind, while his daggers had been thrust out and retracted every now and then.

From slashing, stabbing, to piercing out, Jason's pace never decelerated and he was rushing through the rows of his opponents as if they were not noteworthy.

Since the last battle of the Great Argos war had started and after Jason's crescent blade beam had killed 200,000 members of the Drake alliance, a total of three large battlefields had been established.

Because it was too dangerous to allow someone at the Prismar stage to remain nearby those at the Lique stage, one battlefield was consistent of all those at the Prismar stage.

On the other hand, there were two battlefields with individuals at the Lique stage.

One for those at the late and Peak Lique stage and another one for everyone at the Low and Mid Lique stage!

A single being at the Prismar stage could annihilate everyone at the Lique stage battlefield and both the Drake and Argos alliance didn't want that such an accident occurred on their sides.

It would be devastating if that happened after all!

In the end, attacking someone at a lower stage was considered a universal and unwritten rule during war, accepted by every race.

The reason for this was simple; breaking this rule would cause chaos because both sides would start to attack each other's weak forces with their more powerful individuals!

Only when war came to end, the losing side would start ignoring this unofficial rule in their last attempt to turn the tides of war and take down as many foes as possible!

Both the Ariyor and Elvyr race had explained everyone the unofficial rules of war, and nobody would dare to create chaos by breaking them as it would cause too many needless casualties on both sides.

With that being said, Jason, who was wreaking havoc in the Low and Mid Lique stage battlefield was able to do almost everything he wanted.

Once an opponent was too strong, he would use his curses to gain enough time to react by taking out Degar to shoot armor-piercing bullets at them.

Someone at the peak of the Mid-Lique stage had around 3,000 drops of mana, thus, Jason's life was only threatened by them.

Nevertheless, mankind's strength was not enough to face the sheer mass of opponents at the Lique stage that seemed to be a few times higher compared to the Argos alliance.

As such, both battlefields at the Lique stages were dominated by the Drake alliance that mainly consisted of foreign races.

Despite their weak combat experiences, mankind's weaker physique that had yet to be refined properly, and the fact that the density and purity of mana on Canir prevented humans to reach a high mana core rank at a young age, made up for this disadvantage.

All-in-all, only mankind's talents and real prodigies were able to make a real difference because their soulbonds and fortified soul conjunctions allowed them to fight multiple common soldiers from the foreign races at once!

Jason was not sure how the situation on the Prismar stage battlefield looked like, but he believed that the Elvyr and Ariyor race were doing their best to make up for the numerical disadvantage!

The Elvyr race embassy had a higher mana core rank after all!

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