I am an Eldritch Entity-Chapter 187: Taking over

"Should we make a move?"

"Could he be safe?"

Paulina, Valentina and others conversed among themselves after finishing off another group of beasts.

They hadn't failed to make the connection when the secret realm began shaking.

It very likely had something to do with Eryndor given how he always knew something was going on in the background and also how he had run off so abruptly.

But seeing how there wasn't a single message from him for so long even after the shaking had stopped, they couldn't help but get worried.

Did something happen to him?

Coincidentally, Eryndor sent a message on their group chat at that same exact time.

"I am safe, I'll be back soon."

*****

Eryndor groaned slightly after he finished messaging his group.

He didn't want them to come searching after him.

For all he knew, Morris might very likely still be alive, he couldn't let them anywhere near that madman.

As soon as he had regained consciousness, he had walked over to his bag while trying to sense if there was anything different about him.

Well, there was nothing.

He also didn't remember anything which took place during the time he lost rationality.

But well, judging from how I still retain my Sovereign's Cloak, I at least didn't lose.

He kept the phone back in his bag and took a few painkillers to suppress the pain all over his body.

I should check my Mind Palace, it has been too long since I last entered.

A lot of black smoke came out this time, something must've gotten an upgrade right?

Telekinesis? Cognitive Scrying? Passive Regeneration? Or this Sovereign's Cloak?

But the problem was, he couldn't feel any kind of upgrade in their capabilities.

Just where did it go?

He furrowed his brows.

Could it be…my second form?

But Eryndor couldn't test that either right now.

Be it checking out the Mind Palace or his second form, both of them would have to wait.

Panting slightly, he stood up after putting aside his bag and made his way towards the entrance.

With his Qi slightly recovered, and the extended vision, he could make sure to stay at a distance from Co-founder Morris.

He tightly gripped his spiked mace, and walked with labored breaths.

He had to at least check the situation, right? He couldn't just leave things be if Co-founder Morris was alive.

With his walking speed, it took him upwards of ten minutes to finally sense the entrance through his extended vision.

What he saw made his eyes widen slightly.

There were a lot of people. A lot.

People in various clothes moving about, with a person with bright red hair overlooking everything.

Sander?

So the secret realm finally opened huh?

But what happened to Morris?

With no danger around, he figured it would be safe for him to approach the clearing in front of the entrance.

"You're finally here?"

Sander turned his head to where Eryndor was immediately after sensing him. He had already gone through his information and seen how he looked long ago.

Therefore, he could easily recognise the student.

"Why do you look so battered? Was there another enemy?"

Sander asked with furrowed brows when he witnessed Eryndor's condition.

Dr. Kirchoff had only informed him about Morris, to do whatever it took to absolutely kill the man without any room for hesitation.

This was also the reason he didn't think twice before using a treasure he had to kill Morris with little room for error.

He could always let Dr. Kirchoff know later how he used his own treasure for this matter and get compensated for the same.

Eryndor shook his head, and spoke.

"Just some beast, what happened to Co-founder Morris?"

Sander tacitly dropped the topic when he heard his answer and answered Eryndor.

"I killed him. Dr. Kirchoff ordered."

Eryndor nodded, not letting anything show on his face but he inwardly heaved a huge sigh.

Finally.

"By the way, you should check out your tournament website.

"The tournament will continue, and an announcement has been made, I'll take over the position of judge for a couple days until Sol recovers completely."

Eryndor nodded, and bid him goodbye once he confirmed that there was nothing left for him to do.

As he walked, Eryndor couldn't help but fall into his thoughts once again.

So everything is finally over huh?

He couldn't help but let out the breath he had been holding.

A few seconds later, his brows furrowed.

I can't remember how Daoisto looked.

He put a hand under his chin as he thought about various guesses.

Eryndor was pretty sure he had gazed at Daoisto's true form when he regained consciousness for a brief moment.

Is it the work of that black smoke? Did it erase that memory?

Eryndor had a slight suspicion that it was indeed the black smoke.

There was a high possibility it might be because just recollecting the true form might corrupt someone.

If that's the case, it is pretty dangerous.

I guess the fact that I wasn't corrupted when I looked at his true form with naked eyes might have something to do with two things.

One, I am fundamentally an eldritch, so nothing would happen to me.

Second, the battlefield of the ritual might be designed in such a way that it would protect the participants from everything so that they could focus their will on a single task.

Anyway, it didn't matter now, he could only put that thought to the back of his mind.

Eryndor didn't have any memories of during the time when he activated six power systems, or he would've also questioned about why there was no progress.

Well, the reason he didn't make any progress was because everything was funnelled towards resisting the black smoke.

The 𝘮ost uptodat𝑒 novels are pub𝙡ished on freeweɓnovēl.coɱ.

Looking around the empty forest, he wondered aloud with exhaustion evident in his tone.

"Now what? I'll need to go back all the way to tundra?"

Eryndor didn't want to use the teleport function again for obvious reasons. He had no points, and he didn't want to ask his teammates for points again, not to mention it wasn't even urgent this time.

Suddenly, he had a flash of insight.

Oh yea I can do that.