319: The Mysterious Knife Ear

The Mysterious Knife Ear

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The sect master began to barely explain to me what Greenwood truly was, or well, whatever he knew about him and anything he could have come out through assumptions or by learning what he had said.

"Above all, Greenwood is a monster in the clothes of a small and insignificant elf. The power he possesses is mesmerizing, even that false body he had most likely had a lot of power, enough to crush any mortal easily…"

"This elf's ability to use technomancy is clearly too unreal. It feels as if he were the reincarnation of one of the ancient devils that changed the world in the past, who the elf Oberon had once fought and defeated."

"I have never seen someone be able to use technomancy with such proficiency before. It left me honestly surprised and baffled. But at the end of the day, it seems we can never guess who he is really… What I learned from him is that he always spoke about many facilities… he probably has facilities even here. Even when he had stated that he was living within Alfheim…"

"You mean… he is literally everywhere? In every single freaking place?" I asked.

"It seems so. Unique Skill users are rare, but not uncommon. In places as vast as the Realm Continents, it is completely possible for many of them to emerge over the years… perhaps to specialize his hunting methods and also to maximize his results, he had made many facilities around the entire world… I don't know where he places them, but perhaps underground. Do you see those droids that emerged before? He couldn't have possibly brought them here through magic, they traveled here from the very place where they were fabricated…" said the sect master.

"He is most likely bringing his forces from there then… Do you know where they are?!" asked Benladann.

"I-I don't! I don't really know, I swear!" said the sect master.

I inspected his soul, and he was indeed saying the truth, his knowledge was limited to what he had heard and analyzed of Greenwood.

"There was something within him that was very bizarre though. He always mentioned his "other colors". He always spoke about it as if he had other colors that did other things around the world. I really didn't understand that, but it might seem as if he had other people with him who were named after colors and obeyed his orders." Said Greenwood.

"Other colors…" I muttered. I couldn't really think about what this could mean other than just subordinates he named after colors? But he calls them his other colors? As if he had other colors of himself? Or maybe he calls them in an objective way as if they were just his belongings?

"Ah… Master! My Tyrannical Lady once mentioned she had many colors spread in the world! Though I don't even know what she meant by then, she said these colors were other parts of herself that were doing different tasks… she had mentioned a "cold-hearted elf" within them!" said Rose as she emerged out of my shadow.

"What?! What's that?!" asked the sect master as he pointed out at Rose.

"She's the Vampiress that was about to kill you. I used my death magic to convert her into a ghost servant." I said.

"Y-You can do such a thing?!" asked the guy in shock.

"Wait, this means that he… has other selves that are colors, and this Vampire lady, a Rank 8 immortal… is also one of his colors?! Unbelievable… then this means he has other selves? Like… clones?" asked Benladann, as she most likely remembered my own clones that often act like other-selves of myself. Although in this way, Greenwood's other-selves are too different from him, a sadistic vampire woman and a cold-hearted elf are way too different from one another.

"But they're too different, it is similar to the difference between me and my soul clones, such as Fuyu and Skadi, they had developed way too different from me to even be considered the same thing as me, right? This applies to this as well, I would guess…" I said.

"You mean… he has similar abilities than you, Drake? So he made Soul Clones and perhaps added the soul clones into different bodies?" wondered Benladann.

Wow, she's on fire today as a wonderful detective!

"That's quite a good assumption! Based on everything we have gathered, it wouldn't be too hard to imagine that these colors are also extensions of his own main self, they're like part of him but with different bodies, abilities, affinities, and magic! Truly, it could really be as if they were something like other soul clones of himself as if he had other bodies… with the splits of his soul on them! But why? Why wouldn't he simply use more of the same as him? does he wants to master all elements by creating new bodies of different races?" I wondered.

"That's… certainly a possibility! He's a vicious immortal after all! Immortals perhaps don't even have to worry about measly things such as surviving and striving to reach somewhere in this world, they mostly concentrate on growing stronger and comprehending this world, they're literally gods compared to us. By splitting his self into many pieces… Perhaps he wants to comprehend the full spectrum of all attributes…" said the sect master. His insight was accurately predictable, as we all guessed the same already. Nonetheless, he was right.

"So he wants to comprehend Heaven and Earth by making his clones, do it? Meanwhile, he plays around doing all kinds of atrocities to the world and capturing Unique Skill users everywhere. But what about the other Immortals? How are they letting him just constantly take away all the Unique Skill users?" I wondered

"Perhaps there are factions that fear him, while others simply have not noticed him, and in others, they had never been attacked by him. He's a cunning and cautious bastard after all… Maybe the immortals just don't realize it? Or most likely, he just targets sects that are not being protected or villages in the wild… like mine…" sighed Benladann.

"Hmm…"

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