C8 Progress in Chaos
Injuries, treatments. He was injured again, treated again. More severe injuries, stronger treatment.
Riester was numb. He had been screaming, dodging, and flying from the beginning. Until now expressionless thinking when you hit the ground to break the right hand or right foot. The pain seemed to have lost all meaning.
Twenty-seven days ago.
Three days of pain and flight. Riester didn't know where the instructor's energy came from, 72 hours … A full seventy-two hours. There was no time for sleep and no time for meals, but the instructor seemed to get happier and happier.
Riester was just like a shining soccer ball, screaming miserably as he flew away before landing heavily on the ground.
The professor stood by his side and waited, as long as the treatment was complete. The instructor kicked him out straightforwardly.
Every time he flew, the distance between him and the beast seemed to be measured by a ruler. It was just 30 meters and the ground was almost flat. There were no leaves or rocks to hide.
The injury he received wasn't heavy, but it wasn't light either. Without treatment, he definitely wouldn't die, and the pain was unbearable. However, the treatment would send him flying... During these three days, Riester also didn't care about a twisted leg, he just lied on the ground and slept soundly.
"This level of pain doesn't seem to be enough?" A cruel voice sounded in Riester's ears.
Before Riester could deny it, another kick flew over. Riester was shocked to find that he landed on a pile of rubble …
Riester, who was covered in wounds, had snot and tears on his face as he tried to heal himself. The instructor smiled as he stood behind him. As if he was satisfied with his disciple's behavior, he turned around and nodded his head.
After that, Riester just obediently flew and healed himself … It continued until the third day.
At that time, he was still wondering why he hadn't flown out even after treating her. Could it be that there wasn't any good place to land nearby?
Very quickly, the teacher interrupted his train of thoughts.
"Although I really don't want to admit it, Master. But during these seventy-two hours, Instructor still did not exhaust all of your Saint Force … "
Riester didn't expect the cruel training to be for this. But seventy-two hours … He must have used the Bright Therapy at least a few hundred times … He never thought that his Saint Force would be so strong …
"In these three days, you have been sharing Bright Therapy s for over 470 times. Under my surveillance, you definitely do not have any time to sleep or eat."
Riester understood another cruel reason to train, and he was even more sure of his Saint Force's power.
"But... Your Saint Force is extremely weak. Other than Bright Therapy, even the amount of Radiant Endurance you release is not enough. " The instructor's words were even more of a blow to Riester than the training he did these three days.
"This... Very abnormal … Teacher, I've been watching for a long time. A preliminary estimate is that you consumed a lot of energy to cast the charm. But from your chest. He also quickly replenished his Saint Force. With the current rate of release, Bright Therapy s are almost limitless. In the future, you will have to wait for the Saint Force to become stronger before you can test it out … " The instructor said uncertainly, probably not clear about the problem with his chest.
Riester himself knew clearly that the mental strength in his chest compared to his weak Saint Force could only be described by the thousand miles long river and the stream that flowed after the rain. While operating the Saint Force, the mutated Saint Force on his chest only needed to splash a little bit of water, which was enough to make his stream surge.
Naturally, when his Saint Force operated along with the spirit energy of the same origin, forget about expending it all … The stream that had been filled up more than four hundred times seemed to widen a little, and the flow of the river also increased a little bit … It seemed like … Can it be done twice every two seconds?
The instructor looked at himself, as if he understood what he was thinking, and said with a smile, "That's right, you probably broke through twice the next day. Didn't you notice that on the third day, you flew even higher? "
Riester was only thinking about how to treat her, so he didn't notice at all. Now that he thought about it, that seemed to be the case … He didn't expect that his teacher's seemingly casual training method would be so effective.
Just when Riester felt that the instructor wasn't that abnormal yet a bit bright, a few sentences from the instructor shattered the image of light in Riester's heart.
"Although the effect is good, three days is almost your limit. Child, rest well today. "Tomorrow, we'll start with three breaks and see how long it takes us to reach the three accumulations …" The instructor seemed to be full of fighting spirit.
Over the next month, Riester's memories became a little chaotic.
It was as if he had learned Light Endurance...
The instructor seemed to want him to use his Light Endurance in the air … Otherwise, if he landed on the ground, it seemed like he would …
It seemed like he had reached this conclusion after adding three more times … The instructor was very happy …
The drowsy Riester looked at the excited instructor in front of him and nodded blankly.
It seemed like he had promised something …?
Extend … Half a year … Target … Riester fell asleep again. This nightmare is so long … Riester thought drowsily...
Flying, three times light endurance … When he fell to the ground, a small stone on his abdomen caused him to bleed internally … they required more than two additional Bright Therapy s … Otherwise, he would have fainted in a short period of time... Treatment complete … Waiting for the coaches …
Riester did not say a word for half a year. His eyes were filled with chaos, focusing on nothing but thoughts.
Wyer had discovered this problem a long time ago. He knew that it was because Riester's surface awareness could not bear the pain and sunk into his subconscious mind. It made him feel like he was in a dream all day and the pain became vague and not very real.
Although this would reduce the learning efficiency and increase the number of ways to awaken him, Wyer did not intend to awaken him now. Originally, he was a little worried that this very effective training would cause Riester to feel pain and disorder in his heart, but now, there wasn't even the slightest bit of danger. For the current Riester, what happened was like a dream to him. Moreover, this was a good experiment topic.
Although his reaction was slow, in this kind of situation where he revealed his subconscious mind, he was completely obedient. Riester would follow any training method he spoke of as though it was the truth.
Of course, this was extremely dangerous. It was as if he had been hypnotized all along. But in this forest, there was no one beside him other than the teacher who was wholeheartedly thinking for his sake. Wyer felt that he was quite safe.
For half a year, the forest remained silent, like its name, apart from the occasional sound of a heavy object dropping to the ground and a flash of silver light.
A powerful force was accumulating in the midst of the silence, waiting, stinging … Sleeping …
"It seems like it's time …" Wyer looked at the disciple beside him who had a blank expression on his face. He probably doesn't know how strong he is yet, right? Wyer smiled in satisfaction.
"Good morning …" Wyer grabbed Riester's head with one hand, and fourteen times the strength of the Holy Consciousness poured into it.
Riester's blank eyes gradually focused … After all, it was a long sleep that lasted for half a year. Even if he was rudely awakened, it was impossible for him to wake up immediately.
"Instructor … He wanted to … Start... Have you started the training half a year ago? " Riester, who just came back to his senses, immediately asked in fear.
"The training ended yesterday. Look at yourself, foolish disciple. " Wyer retracted his hand and said lightly.
"Me? Time passed … Eh, so strong … "It's not a dream …?" Riester raised his hand and felt that he could easily use the Light Endurance that he had learned in his dream. It was still three times better than the original... Almost effortless.
"It's not a dream! You've been training hard for half a year. " The instructor stood up and walked forward.
"It's not a dream. Master, where are you going? " Riester seemed to have thought of something, but it was only an impression, as if he was in a fog …
Riester only remembered what seemed like cruel training, as well as the instructor's satisfied smile … Nothing else. Or don't want to remember...
He could feel his own Saint Force s and estimated how fast he could move five times more. Riester roughly knew what his mentor was satisfied with. He didn't expect that after waking up from his sleep, he would become so much stronger. He should thank his mentor … In his heart, however, he really didn't want to thank his mentor … Why? Why did the coaches leave? He seemed to be heading towards the direction of the forest …
"We're going on a tour. We're a year late. "You can protect yourself now …" The instructor said without turning around.
Riester quickly followed. The two figures, one big and one small, advanced in the forest one after another. It was as if they had returned to a year ago. Other than the child who had grown a bit taller, he had become a completely young man.
"Thank you, mentor …" "Thank you," Riester blurted out his thanks, ignoring the uncomfortable feeling in his heart. "Thank you for giving me the chance to protect myself …" Thank you for growing up with me...
Wyer walked forward steadily without replying, but nodded his head.
Child... You did well, and I have to thank you. Let me know the truth about the power of Gucci. To thank you for what you said today, you will be stronger than Gucci. Your Senior Brother doesn't seem to have thanked me at all … Go and cause trouble for him some other day...
Before Riester found out his heartfelt thanks, it had already affected his future with his Senior Brother whom he had yet to meet. He had already released five times the light endurance and light power for him. The two of them moved through the forest at a terrifying speed.
What Riester did not know was that the five-fold accumulation of divine arts was a terrifying power to the outside world.
All this time, the scholars of the Church had always believed that a double accumulation was the limit of the human race.
However, to the fast moving master and disciple, one of them had a seven-fold increase in potential while the other had unlimited potential. To them, a two-fold increase in potential was just the beginning.
The pattern was changing, but no one felt it.
The changes were still increasing. Riester followed his mentor with an indifferent expression as he advanced rapidly. His physical strength was also increasing rapidly. His body had rested for too long, the many times he had reorganized the muscles in his legs gave him plenty of space to improve.
Although he didn't have any memory of it, the pain he felt over a long period of time had lessened a lot.
That calm expression made Riester look a lot more mature.
Looking at the quiet instructor in front of him, Riester felt that their tour would not end peacefully. A hint of hope returned to Riester's heart half a year later, whether it was pain or injuries. I will become stronger, target, the strongest beginner priest … Looking at the teacher before him …
Hmm …
Target, strongest Novice Priest.
The dream of a pure youth would come to fruition far faster than he had expected.
The tour had really started. Riester's stiff mouth twitched as he faced the hot sun and revealed a brilliant smile.
