I am an Eldritch Entity-Chapter 192: Going out

With a heavy heart, Eryndor returned to the camp.

His mind was filled with thoughts about his eldritch form all along. Did he want to use it again?

Honestly, he didn't feel like it. It was way too dangerous.

However, Eryndor also felt like he shouldn't run away from it. It was a powerful form of weapon in a sense.

There were many Mystical Artifacts out there which had much worse side effects. Like losing a limb every time you use it, losing lifespan, memories, or even your personality.

Comparatively, the side effects of his eldritch form were much better. Would it change his personality for certain? Of course not, it would only happen if his will was weak.

Taking a deep breath, he entered his tent and laid down, resuming his cultivation.

After about an hour, out of boredom, he switched to learning alchemy.

He hadn't brought his cauldron with him, but that didn't stop him from looking up the theory of how to do it.

Even though he had learnt a lot, alchemy was a subject you could always learn new things about.

Currently, he only had his cultivation practice technique - Breath of the Lightning God and alchemy to switch practising between.

The Breath of Lightning God increased his Qi reserves and speeded up the rate of his Qi absorption, while also attuning his Qi to lightning element.

Until now, it hadn't been much help though, at least in the fights with stronger opponents.

Compared to the lightning of cultivation arts like Lightning Infusion, and the lightning version of Sky Piercing Palm, his inherent Lightning element Qi was slightly weaker.

Maybe I'll need to cultivate it to higher stages for it to show greater effects.

He thought, while keeping his eye trained on his phone.

The information on alchemy which he was learning right now wasn't one he got from the rewards, but one he was randomly searching around on the internet.

Some were false, full of scams, while some were being truthful about a few tricks. There were some he himself was unsure about.

But that was a given. He didn't have such a high level of alchemy that he would be able to see through everything related to it on the internet.

Maybe his previous opinion about what parts being true and what false were also incorrect for all he knew.

He soon got bored of alchemy as well, switching back to cultivating.

He couldn't practice his cultivation arts, not because there could be dangers around and his Qi might be too low to handle it, but because he had already practiced all of them to the highest mastery.

Due to his Qi control, he had always been able to successfully use the cultivation art on first try, and then gain increasing mastery on it over just a few repetitions.

This was also the reason why his combat prowess was way higher than his realm.

He judged that he should be somewhere around the level of stage nine despite being at stage seven. Initial level, mid level or peak level stage nine? For that he would have to use some accurate measuring machines.

This time it took him approximately two hours before he got bored of cultivating.

It was true, getting visibly stronger did make him less bored than the usual person, because his rate of progress was way higher than them, but that didn't mean he would never get tired of it.

Ahh…what do I do now?

He contemplated going out to kill beasts, but it was way too cold outside. He had just barely resisted it when he left to check out his eldritch form.

People who practiced the eight power systems had enhanced bodies, with better resistance to various diseases, poisons and even temperatures.

But this zone wouldn't have given higher points for nothing if the students could easily resist the cold.

The temperature here was low enough that even students with enhanced physiques would feel cold.

Chuck it, I'll use Sovereign's Cloak this time and check if it can resist the cold.

After the fight with Daoisto, he hadn't taken it out.

He didn't know if it was because it slipped his mind or if the danger never arrived that he didn't feel the need to summon it.

After a focused thought, the familiar black cloak manifested, perfectly wearing itself on Eryndor's physique.

Exiting the tent, he glanced at Paulina. It was her turn now to keep watch.

"I am going out to battle some beasts."

He informed her in a low voice. He took a moment to feel around, and it seemed like his Sovereign's Cloak could indeed resist the cold.

He could feel his Energy of Consciousness being absorbed away, it was a minute amount, nothing alarming.

He might not have felt it during the daytime because one, the cold might not be intense enough for his Sovereign's Cloak to take action, or two, the absorption of Energy of Consciousness might have been so low that he didn't even feel it amidst the high stress he had with his mind occupied by so many things.

Paulina furrowed her brows. She spoke in a similarly low voice.

"You do know that the night is far more dangerous right?"

She had already shared her experience with the group.

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The beasts somehow got some kind of power up in the night, displaying a greater level of combat prowess, making it far more difficult to fight them if you didn't adapt quickly enough.

Imagine this, you fought a few beasts of the same kind in daytime, and you adapted to that level and fighting style.

But suddenly at night, the beast changed. It got stronger, faster, its claws somehow sharper, and its fighting style different.

If you didn't immediately adapt, you'd be injured pretty badly, or even eliminated.

Paulina didn't stop Eryndor though, everyone had their own preferences on how to act. She just asked, to cross check if he knew the implications of his actions.

Eryndor nodded at her question.

I really want some combat experience.