Cursed Immortality



On the western shores of the Epic Plains, a tall person suddenly walked out of the water in a leisurely manner while his long bright silver hair was dragging behind him before suddenly stopping a few meters away from the ocean.

He looked at the lands with his cold yet relieved amber eyes and suddenly inhaled deeply with his beard mouth, without caring about the faint radiation mist in the air before exhaling it out in a steady manner before a raspy voice rang, which sounded like a roar of ecstasy.

"I've finally reached the damnable Epic Plains!"

This person with long hair and beard was naturally Jacob, as he was looking robust even more than before, and he was even three inches taller, and his body was even more refined and pristine.

After his initial excitement and letting his pent-up voice out, he feels much better and returns to being tranquil. There was a strange difference about him, his breathing seemed to be extremely faint, almost nonexistent, and his eyes were far calmer and colder than they had ever been.

The next moment, Jacob looked at his ridiculously long silky beard, and his short sword appeared in his hand. The next moment, he moved his hand, and his speed was nothing but terrifying within two seconds, the beard on his face was gone, revealing his peerless icy face, and he also cut off more than half of his hair and only kept about shoulder-length and finally worse his armor and clothes.

This time Jacob clad him in soft blue armor, which fit his body perfectly, and only then did he feel whole.

He suddenly smiled, though, as he looked at his hand, and the next moment, it shone in a faint blue sheen before blue water suddenly gushed out of nowhere and then stopped.

"Just as I suspected, the Art of Nature, Water Meditation really helped me form a water magic core. Not only that, but I managed to form it despite having a core already, and I don't sense any conflict at all while I circulate my mana from either the hex magic core or the water magic core.

"How miraculous. Just what is the art of nature, and could each exercise help me form a related element of the magic core? If it's true, then didn't this mean I would have six magic cores?" Jacob couldn't help but feel his mind blowy just by thinking about this possibility.

Not only he managed to form another magic core, but that magic core also seemed to be a tier-1 epic magic core completely compatible with his physical strength, and the mana was even more potent than his hex mana which was quite a big boost to his overall strength.

Furthermore, the water meditation effect didn't just end with this magic core formation, but now, Jacob seemed to have gained the ability to breathe underwater and can move like he was moving on the lands. It was quite strange and magical at the same time.

This was probably his biggest gain from the water meditation, and he knew better than anyone that this was just the start as there were still four more breathing exercises, and the water meditation didn't just end with forming the water magic core.

Now, Jacob fully believed that the Art of Nature was some extremely rare magic scripture. As for how it ended up in his old world and its full depth, it was him to find out.

Nevertheless, he's going to continue practicing it and didn't plan on stopping until he found out its true depth and even origin. Not to mention this can give him a serious power boost, just like now.

He could use this sort of power boost every once in a while with how difficult and demanding the cursed immortality's path is, and he needed everything he could get to complete the godly scripture, and the Art of Nature was a massive windfall.

'Now, I wonder if my magic core is suitable for combat or sorcery. Like my hex magic core is pure sorcery type, there is no doubt since there is no physical damage to speak of. My knowledge is still quite lacking in this department, but now, not for long, I guess.

'And speaking of which… I have quite a lot of debts to settle…' A dangerous glint flashed past Jacob's eyes when he thought how he was enslaved and almost died just to reach this damn place.

But now that he did, he wasn't planning on wasting all his effort, not to mention making his enemies' life worse than animals.

However, his thought process was disrupted when his back suddenly started to burn, and then a sharp pain attacked his head.

"Shit! This damn slave rune. I was supposed to report when I arrived at the lands of the epic plains.…abominable!" Jacob's ecstasy was completely gone with smoke as he was going insane with sharp pain and the burning sensation spreading throughout his body.

Previously, he was able to meditate in peace because he needed to recover, which he was allowed to do as long as he was gravely injured. But now that he was fine and on the epic plains, the slave rune was now showing its true colors again.

Now, if he didn't take out the Vermin Transponder and then contact Captain Free Sword, he would die a tragic death which would be such a shame after everything he had endured to reach here.

Jacob ground his teeth before a small black bead appeared in his hand, and without any delay, he quickly enveloped it with blue mana because he still remembered Capetian Free Sword instruction of using this Vermin Transponder with absolute care when he was in the epic plains.

The moment he did so, the pain and burning sensation suddenly gone like it never appeared in the first place, and this only made him grimace even more.

However, he didn't have time to resent his situation because he suddenly felt his mana getting sucked by this small bead the moment it appeared. There were no displays or buttons or anything, as a matter of fact, attached to this thing. It was like a smooth small bead.

But when he heard the familiar voice, he knew it was working as it was supposed to…

"Mr. King, how fortunate to finally hear from you. You have us worried for a moment here!"