Chapter 163: Summoning: Part 3
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Attaching himself to Khadula’s mind was a strange experience. Lin Sheng was continuously under the a.s.sault of greed and hunger, which made him want to hunt and harvest more arms.
Since Khadula lacked physical senses other than his hands, all his actions and perception of the outside world depended solely on his arm. But this seemed to have changed after he got Dark Igor’s harm, which gave him a strong perception of magic. The hundreds of magician’s eyes covering his body gave him the ability to perceive and master information in his surroundings.
As for the other abilities, Lin Sheng was not so interested. He just glanced over them and forgot about them, as he knew Khadula was the strongest when he no longer disguised himself. Lin Sheng was controlling Khadula, opening his mouth, and trying to utter a sound. And then, an impulsive thought came to mind.
“Do you like me? Then sacrifice your hands.” Khadula opened his arms slightly with a beautiful smile spreading across his face.
Lin Sheng did not say this. It was the instinctual impulse and the longing for arms of the host body that spoke. Lin Sheng did not stop it, however. As stated in the grimoire, this bodily instinct was a natural reaction to the soul, and it was normal.
On the open ground, Lin Sheng looked at Khadula. Simultaneously controlling two persons was something that he could perform easily. He had previously mind-directed the Blackfeather swordsmen, vault guards, and Sacred Shield Tyrant as and when they needed refined actions. But this time was different. The influence of Khadula on his soul and consciousness was beyond what he had imagined it.
“It feels more in condition that I have expected.” Lin Sheng looked up at himself from the eye of Khadula. It was a strange feeling as if he was looking into the mirror. The two bodies were akin to a pair of hands; they moved as the soul willed it. With him in control, Khadula began to move around in the courtyard.
Lin Sheng suddenly stopped halfway when blurry footage in what looked like the encounter of Dark Igor and Khadula, who appeared in his real ident.i.ty for the first time in a lush royal garden, emerged from his memories.
“Dark Igor, are you happy?” Khadula scampered in between the flowering shrubs, his feminine face radiating a smile that came genuinely from within him. “I can now see colors, smell the fragrance, hear voices, and taste the sweetness of the honey. I can’t tell you how happy I am.”
“My Lord, you are running too fast. Be careful.” Dark Igor held a magic wand in hand, his h.o.a.ry face breaking out in a helpless yet avuncular smile.
Lin Sheng came back out of the vision, shaking his head over the weird feeling.
“Was it all in my head, a natural, mental a.s.sociation?” Since the coupling of his soul and Khadula’s, Khadula had gained his memories. This caused Khadula to feel the same experiences and emotions as Lin Sheng’s and help Lin Sheng’s soul mate with the host body better.
“It’s time to go.” Lin Sheng moved his primary consciousness over to Khadula, leaving behind only what was essential for his body to function correctly.
His princ.i.p.al body could become an easy target if exposed. So Lin Sheng planned to use the summoned body to deal with most of the dangerous situations. The only problem was that he still struggled to mult.i.task his consciousness. It would take him a considerable long time to adapt.
“Not much left of the s.p.a.ce in my soul. But there’s still room for more summoning!” Lin Sheng checked the state of his soul and decided to muster whatever he could.
This time, he wanted to summon the vault guards, who were tough and st.u.r.dy. They almost had no weaknesses except for their relatively slow movement. What was more, the price to performance ratio was high. He could summon up to four at a time to use them as scouts.
“Without Sacred Shield Tyrant and with only a Blackfeather swordsman left, I can summon the vault guards twice.” Lin Sheng calculated in his mind by drawing from his experience. He was now in control of Khadula’s body.
“Let’s do it before the sun comes out.”
A gunboat glinting in pale-green aureole stopped several kilometers offsh.o.r.e Huaisha Port under cover of the night. Due to its size, the gunboat could not sail close to the sh.o.r.e. So it sent an inflatable life raft to the coast. As the raft reached the shadow water, several figures draped in cloak jumped into the water. Leading the way was a man, the tallest among them. As the man stepped on the shadow water, he created a splash under his feet. “The beach here is so much dirtier than that of our country. I could smell the foul stench even with my mouth closed!”
“You don’t smell with your mouth. You idiot!” Another man said sarcastically behind him, who dropped his hood to reveal his shoulder-length blonde hair and face with ugly muscles. What caught the eyes more was the scar in the shape of an ‘X’ across his face.
“Chief, you’re not going to get girls this way!” The tall man shot back.
“You sounds like a p.u.s.s.y.” The man with an ‘X’ scar on his face retorted.
“Knock it off, Borel. And move your a.s.s. You only have one day.” A slender figure at the rearmost had also jumped down from the raft and gotten ash.o.r.e.
“I know. No worries.” The man with a scar nodded and raised his hand to look at his watch. “It’s 0716 now. Exfil 0700 tomorrow at this same spot.”
“Be careful, and don’t engage the Darksiders of Redwin.” The slender figure warned.
“Don’t worry.” Borel flung up a waving hand as he darted toward the direction of Huaisha. “Send me the location.”
That said, a green shadow of a translucent female scooted past Borel from behind and disappeared into thin air with Borel’s blonde hair fluttering in the breeze. Men behind him quickly squatted down, reached out their right hands, and thrust half-an-arm-deep into the sand. Following this, a faint sound like the hissing of snakes began to spread on the beach. With them at the center, a dark-green ring with intricate patterns appeared and encircled them.
“See you soon.” The slender figure said to the man with a scar.
“See ya.” The man with a scar lit a cigarette and darted away without even looking back. The remaining figures vanished instantly from the beach, leaving behind the dark-green circle of a flowing pattern on the sand. But the ring did not stay long as it also slowly sank and disappeared into the sand.
The gunboat out at sea turned around and sped off into the distance. Meanwhile, the inflatable life raft at the shallow water suddenly caught fire and sank to the bottom of the water.