Infernal Ascension Book Two: A Xianxia LitRPG Progression Fantasy Adventure by OstensibleMammal

Author:OstensibleMammal [OstensibleMammal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-04-08T00:00:00+00:00

24 Reintroduction

Be mindful of your friends. The flesh is but a shell and a mind is such an easy thing to overwrite…

-The Trespassers’ Compendium

"My friend," Rafael began, sounding uneasy, "I must confess, I do not like what we're doing right now."

Lying on a soft patch of grass, Angelous' back arched violently as several more segments of his spine almost seemed to slide out of place. His ribs were pushed outward, and his fingers and legs curled like a dying spider's. The old man howled as psionic Essence began flooding into his mind. Time after time, the traitor wailed for Wei to stop this, saying how he still wanted to have his own thoughts, that they were all he had left, that he still wanted to be himself instead of a prisoner within his own body.

The young master just sneered. He had promised John Bishop a vessel, and so a vessel John Bishop would have. He had thought about giving the man the Knight of Lust, but she seemed a more dangerous proposition, and she lacked a direct channel to the Inheritors at present. And so there was only one real candidate that he could offer as a sacrifice.

But Wei also had an ulterior motive. As John Bishop usurped control over the old soldier's body, Wei observed the process using his Omniscience, studying every intricate detail unfolding before him. The convergence of mental Essence pierced out from the top of Angelous' skull before furling over and sealing the old man's mind under a new layer of cognition. The external layer gave off a purple resonance to Wei's perception and, faintly, the young master could feel the presence of a new power, one far more potent than Angelous had ever been. But it was still muted by the fragility of the old man’s body, his weak Class and the limitations of distance.

After about half a minute, Angelous' cries died down, the old man's body slacking against the soft grass of the Moongrave. They had decided to conduct the process on a Moongrave of Lust, their change in location a recommendation on Rafael's part. There was no ulterior motive behind it; it was just simply that Moongraves of Lust were more pleasant to be on. They were, in a sense, courting aid from a higher power, though Wei was loath to admit it. As such, they had to pay attention to the way they conducted themselves.

Finally, the psionic energy stabilized within Angelous' mind, and the old man let out a final shuddering breath, he blinked, and his expression changed. Slowly, Angelous—or rather John Bishop—sat up and began to feel his new morphology.

"Damn," Bishop said, rolling his neck. A series of deep cracks sounded as waves of purple force cascaded through the old man's ruined spine. Wei felt fractured bones be forced back together, damage undone by telekinetic force. "You know, when you said you had a vessel, I was really hoping you didn't actually mean Angelous. I thought I'd be wearing a Knight or something.

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