[Pyschokinetic] Eyeball Pulling - Chapter 192 (Patreon)

You defeated - Darcy Harris: Trapping Space Mage- Level 284!
| Extra experience is granted for defeating an enemy many levels above!

You have Levelled up!
| Oculus Witch Level 165-> Oculus Witch Level 175
| Voidmare Level 165 -> Voidmare Level 175

You have gained 100 stat points.
| You now have 1516 Intelligence.

Mind Barrier has reached maxed level for [ Stage 3 ]
| Requirements met for Mind Barrier [ Stage 4 ]
| Evolving Mind Barrier to [ Stage 4 ]

Mind Barrier: You can control the surrounding matter, solidifying it. Excess damage will break your barrier and use half of your mana. [ Stage 1 ]
| Stage 2: Mind barrier is stronger, less mana usage. If broken, now uses up only 25% of your mana.
| Stage 3: Mind barrier is even stronger, less mana usage. If broken, now uses up only 20% of your mana. If hit by a melee class, 10% of the damage received will be sent back to the attacker.
| Stage 4: Mind barrier is even stronger, less mana usage. If broken, now uses up only 10% of your mana. If hit by a melee class, 25% of the damage received will be sent back to the attacker.

Finally, a stage 4 upgrade.

It was the first to reach stage 4, and the other skills were quickly catching up as well. If she kept on fighting enemies at such a high level, it would only be a matter of time before the others also evolved.

With the mage dead, the corrupted bodyguards were wiped out. Astrid couldn’t erase the corruption and turn them back… because they were already long dead.

Her vision wandered to the throne where the lich once sat. Astrid’s brows perked as she saw a woman in the chair. Dead. She sat pretty with her hands crossed over each other on her lap. Wearing a yellow dress for the summer, she looked strangely at peace. It was a stark contrast to her surroundings of blood and death.

It was Darcy’s wife.

But why was she here? What for?

She wasn’t able to pry the information as she was too focused on their plans. It wasn’t important enough for her to divert her attention.

Astrid realised that with everything going on. Both in the shadows and on the surface, there was just too much she didn’t know.

She sighed and approached the woman. Touching her head, she used Disintegration as her body disappeared. If Astrid needed her body in the future for evidence, then it was already branded into her mind. She could just form her body with illusions if need be.

As Astrid used her skill on the woman's anatomy, a strong sense of death mana surged within, then broke down as Astrid’s skill took effect. It was far more powerful than that of the bodyguards. But unlike them, she was beyond dead.

Was the mage using her death mana and converting it to the others?

With the thought, a flashback struck her mind. She was back within Darcy’s mind, and instead of the flickering images she flew by to reach the Order’s plans, they paused for her. No, they went further beyond. Her Dominating Sovereign’s Eye stung. Holding it, the images showed themselves.

Astrid was horrified at what she witnessed next.

The woman in front of her was a lich. Much like the one she had faced before, and indeed, they were the same person. But the only difference was the mana container within.

Darcy had planted the lich’s contaminated mana container into his wife's body. All because she had a rare constitution to empower the death energy within. Then, he used the death energy to transplant it into corrupted warriors to protect himself.

Astrid felt sick to her stomach. The woman was in pain. Agony. She cried tears of red for him to stop, but he continued.

All for the Order.

The bones in her hand creaked, but a shake of her shoulder awakened her from her rage.

“Astrid,” Leena said softly.

Astrid’s hair was raised, and the debris all around her rose up. Even the warriors around her had started to float upward. They flailed their arms and legs around in desperation.

Nodding, she calmed down.

“What did you find out?” Daniel was quick to approach as he sheathed his bloodied sword.

“I’ll tell you all when father arrives. It’s serious.”

At her words, they nodded. They were a team, so if Astrid said it was serious–then it was. Her words couldn’t be said haphazardly, especially with so many people around them. It was better to be careful.

Besides, they were experienced Wayfarers that had seen all sorts of oddities, and magic before. They could tell from the power of the mana, and the attributes that it had that something terrible had almost occurred.

Great Migrators. They took the second airborne arc and travelled into the stars. The Order’s mention of them only caused her mind to swirl. Had they come back unbeknownst to them? Or did they have a communication channel linked up with them, and for some reason or another, they were targeting Ruitera?

The Cardinal’s words also made her question the apocalypse.

The event that caused monsters to spawn into her world. They reaped the natural resources of the planet, and the planet fought back, submerging the entire world in a devastating tsunami.

Finishing what they started.

She was lacking the details. Were the Great Migrators responsible for what happened? For bringing the interdimensional monsters to Ruitera?

Maybe father will know.

Astrid could only hope he knew something. Anything. Maybe if her father knew about their plans, they could stop them from doing whatever they were planning. Because whatever it was, it didn't sound good.

If she hadn’t stopped the teleportation from happening, what would have occurred? Astrid shuddered at the thought, but placed it to the back of her mind for now.

People on Rebirth were panicking. They had to restore order, and peace.

Astrid headed further down the underbelly, into the deep down of Rebirth. It was dark. Too dark, but to Astrid’s darkvision, it was nothing too worrisome.

Rachelle shot out bright embers into the distance, displaying the glistening whites of teeth, and gelatinous eyeballs of Spawn.

They all shot toward them, but to Astrid, and the gang, they were just trash to be swept. It took ten minutes to massacre a few hundred of them, but the rest managed to escape into whatever dark hole there was in the skeleton of Rebirth.

She kept on walking until she stopped in front of a deep pool of frigid water. Thousands of white mottled eggs floated in the water, and the vague image of young spawn hung upside down from within them.

Rachelle tutted, and was about to torch them all, but Astrid put up her hand. She had other thoughts.

Astrid used Psych Domain and reached out deep under water. She could make out the holes within. It was clear where the eggs were being sifted in from. A few minutes passed, and more eggs were pushed through the cracks of Rebirth's hull and they joined the other mass. All huddled together, they made quite the disgusting sight.

She wasn’t going to lie. At first she was indeed thinking of murdering them all, but thinking about it more, it would be a waste. And that was why she also decided against fixing up the holes within the arc.

After witnessing the younger generation outside the Underbelly gates with smiles on their faces, she couldn’t take that away from them. Fighting the spawn gave them purpose, granted them strength, gifted them money to feed their families. Who was she to talk that away from them?

But she didn’t like how it was implemented. Profiteers had taken control of it, and took a portion of their earnings as their own.

“We’ll leave the spawn here.” Astrid said after thinking it through.

“You sure?” Daniel asked.

“I have a plan.”

“Well alright then lass. Let’s head back.”

Astrid agreed and they headed on out of the Underbelly. There were a few middle-aged men wearing thin leather armour standing around with nervous expressions on their faces. They were gazing into the Underbelly.

The profiteers, I take it? Time to nip it in the bud. Let’s just hope that father doesn’t punish me for this…

Astrid raised her voice. “From now on, the Underbelly is under Sinwen control. There will be no taxation involved–it will become a public service. Naturally, we will patrol the area, and retain order within.”

The faces of the younger generation lit up as they held their scavenged weapons in the air.

“Sinwen!”
“Sinwen!”
“Astrid!”

Astrid shook her head. A wry smile curled as she watched the profiteers expression turn from nervous, to anger, and disappointment. But there was nothing they could do about it. Astrid’s word was akin to a law within the Underbelly.

Especially with everyone else gone.

“Astrid, are you sure this is a good idea?” One of the nobles said.

“Bah, then they can bite me. It’s for the good of the people.” Astrid rolled her eyes. “What, are they going to fight me for such a petty reason? They can try it.”

The noble could only sigh helplessly at the chaotic blonde-haired high noble. Once she settled on something, it was impossible to change her mind. Like a storm at sea, there was nothing moving it once it set its destination.

After that, Astrid, the other nobles, Freya, and Daniel, and the team got to work clearing up the rest of the corrupted.

Astrid rid the corruption from those who wanted it gone, while the builders got to work. Their rate of speed was even more terrifying with Astrid helping them after her medical work.

Once everything was in order, Astrid had one more thing to do before Lord Sinwen, and the other high nobles arrived.

From the memories of Darcy. She knew exactly what other high nobles were in on the plan, and a lot of them were still on Rebirth. They were the ones hiding behind their walls. And right now, she was the strongest force, and along with her army, no-one could stop her from doing what she wished.

To hell with consequences, she would annihilate the traitors. The nobles have been protected for too long.

“Astrid, they have suspected things have gone awry, and are preparing ships this instant.” Freya rushed with baited breath.

Astrid blasted off from the ground and hurtled toward the docks on the upper decks at blistering pace. In only a few moments, she reached the ships.

A certain high noble was about to step foot into his personal high speed boat, but with a [Crash], his leg exploded into gore.

“Stop right there,” Astrid said with a voice filled with wrath.

It was time to die the decks red.