?Chapter 2244 Thousand Blood Curse Incarnation Form, SSS-Rank Necrowite


    Date- Unspecified


    Time- Unspecified


    Location- Lil Red Storm, Unspecified


    Why does your mind keep jumping to the worst?'' I''m not suicidal. I''m simply using this opportunity to test the celestial array formation. Don''t worry, there aren''t many things that can kill me in the entire Myriad Realms. Come back in roughly fifteen minutes. The space disaster should have buried me in the realm''s crust by then. That is, if my calctions are correct, Wyatt exined to the Field Marshal to deter her from interfering with his research.


    Then, what about our sparring session?'' the Field Marshal inquired, suspecting Wyatt was avoiding their practice.


    Now she regretted not going even more easier on him. Seeing his strength was on par with hers, she thought he could handle her easy mode, but it seemed he wasn''t even fit for her tutorial mode. This prompted her to consider creating an entirely new mode to get him started.


    Except for his power, Wyatt truly sucked atbat skills. Considering his age, she could understand hisck ofbat experience, but seeing him fail to execute even the most basicbat arts properly, she wondered if she had found the one thing Wyatt was bad at.N?v(el)B\\jnn


    However, considering that Wyatt had somehow managed to achieve prowess equal to hers at such a young age, the Field Marshal believed that with more time, he might be able to ovee his only shoring: his miserablebat skills.


    It was painful for her to watch him possess the power to dominate the world but disy subparbat skills that even a street thug would be ashamed of. She couldn''t help but wonder, with such terriblebat skills, how he had managed to defeat Agent Louis Forger, known for defeating many demigods when still in her semi-demigod realm, and the Worldhog incarnation of a devil who could manipte time and had easily taken down about four teams of elite demigods.


    ''Let''s continue once Ie out. I still have other abilities and forms to test! Wyatt replied.


    ''Fine. I''ll be monitoring the space disaster. If you need help, signal me. I''ll rescue you immediately! the Field Marshal informed before withdrawing her space rule, which was interfering with the space disaster to shield Wyatt.


    Unlike the Field Marshal, who was ashamed of hisbat skills, Wyatt was not a bit ashamed about hisckingbat skills. The Field Marshal, being a soldier, tended to lean toward the phrase ''might makes right; but Wyatt, as a schr, obviously believed in the power of the mind. Someone like the Field Marshal would not consider Wyatt''s fighting style honorable,beling it as trickery. However, Wyatt would strongly disagree, iming that there was no honor in fighting to begin with. Only animals and beasts fight, sentient species such as them should not drop to their level.


    Still, he did agree with the Field Marshal that without proper skills and technique, his strength was like a sword with a dull de. The only reason he was willing to improve hisbat skills was to make use of his power more efficiently with minimal losses for self-defense. Apart from that, he did not see any merit inbat arts.


    His sparring session with the Field Marshal was enlightening. He understood that in his thousand blood curse incarnation form, he possessed strength greater than that of the Field Marshal. Yet, he was helpless against her because she was too skilled. Her sage-level mastery in variousbat arts not only made up for the power gap between them but also helped her achieve an overwhelming victory against him with ease. No wonder she did not hesitate to face a dozen supreme beings and


    emerge victorious.


    During their fight, he could see her movements, but his brain could notprehend them before shended the finishing punch. The spar not only helped him realize that his energy loss wasn''t just from within but also from how he used the power. It also revealed that his knowledge ofbat skills and techniques was akin to that of a first grader.


    He was seeking to check how efficiently he and the primordial spirits mobilized the curse energy of over a thousand SSS-rank curses and the error rate. However, he learned that no matter how efficient he was in mobilizing the curse energy, if he didn''t know how to skillfully use it, the efficiency would ultimately decrease, and the error rate would increase.


    To solve this, he could no longer ignorebat arts and had to prioritizeprehending and mastering them. Since Wyatt had never actually practiced anybat skill before, he wasn''t sure if he had talent when it came to mastering them. Hisbat talent mattered because because in his thousand blood curse incarnation, he needed to have sage-level mastery in at least onebat art just to keep up with her. If he wanted to defeat her, he needed to achieve sage-level mastery in variousbat arts as the Field Marshal had achieved zenith in manybat styles.


    What is taking so long? Wyatt wondered, seeing that fifteen minutes had passed yet he was still in the space disaster instead of being buried in the realm''s crust by it. He discovered that the space disaster was on a repeat cycle since it had failed to refine and extract possible resources from him the first time.


    Wyatt, 15 minutes are up. Are you alright in there?'' the Field Marshal used her mental transmission to check on Wyatt, seeing that the time he specified was up but the space disaster had still not buried him in the Lil Red Storm''s crust. However, she was impressed by Wyatt''s physique. She knew it was strong but to remain unharmed despite spending 15 minutes in a space disaster was an incredible feat.


    ''I''m fine. Give it a minute; I''ll be out soon! Wyatt replied, as he learned that the space disaster would be stuck in a loop if things continued to remain the same. He had to break the loop somehow if he wanted the space disaster to finish its refining & extraction process and bury him in the realm''s crust. Therefore, he used his myriad devil transformation to morph his body into a huge block of refined SSS-rank Cursed Necrowite, managing to break the loop the space disaster was stuck in. Soon, it buried him deep in the ground beneath.