Demi-human Girls Completion Manual

Chapter 1454 - 55: Blank_2

If the goals of this world fall short in comparison, then everything upheld now will vanish into nothingness, replaced by the one goal deemed most important in comparison.Therefore, if using this method, it is best to extract energy one life at a time, allowing enough buffering time to adjust one’s sanity.

Caleb Wuz also tried using this method, and he dared not restore all the memories and powers of his past lives, thus he barely restored a few lives to extract power, yet even so, he was frightened by the alien scenes witnessed in his past lives.

Fortunately, in Caleb Wuz’s past lives, there was a powerful race known as the [Wendigo] (content translated from the Completion Manual in the notes), resembling upright starfish, who can survive directly in the universe and absorb stellar power to forge their souls.

They built many colonies in the universe, and Caleb Wuz inherited the soul power of the Wendigo, greatly enhancing his soul power.

That method of rapidly increasing power made Caleb Wuz both joyful and fearful, afraid that this method would anger the owner of the soul, but after observing for half a year, nothing happened, and only then did Caleb Wuz boldly begin to extract power from his past lives one by one to dilute the risk.

Fisher squinted slightly, clearly having developed an interest in this method.

This method of quickly enhancing power was undoubtedly what he needed now to combat those two Eighteenth Rank demons; even an extra life could provide more security for his current plan.

He looked at his palm, where the deformed soul seemed eager to attempt, then turned his eyes towards the detailed method recorded in the book above.

Pray to the Divine beyond the World, asking Him to respond to your past, but do not recite His full honorific name, only the few titles He left to pry open your past lives.

At this moment, as Fisher’s gaze was completely immersed in the Completion Manual, he did not realize that a bluish-golden, rainbow-like light seemed to flash in his eyes, reflecting the text on the Completion Manual.

Beside him, the drowsy Emhardt didn’t realize Fisher’s anomaly at this moment, he just instinctively felt a trace of familiar chill.

But in Fisher’s heart, that title was already slowly unfolding.

[Ocean]

In Caleb Wuz’s notes, there was a long passage of recitation behind it, but somehow, when Fisher internally recited this word, an indescribable feeling suddenly blossomed around him.

His vision suddenly whitened, as if a stormy wave from the void was about to engulf his insignificant self.

Even having entered Myth, at that moment, uncontrollable panic still filled his heart.

He watched helplessly as that terrifying feeling approached, and just as he prepared himself to welcome that dreadful sensation, the next moment, he felt like a soft and tender touch brushed against his lips...

Fisher’s stiff body tensed up, his mind filled with Chaotic Knowledge instantly turned blank.

Just now...

Was something trying to take advantage of him?

But that feeling came and went so swiftly, Fisher even doubted whether it was a hallucination caused by reading the Completion Manual.

While he pondered this, the feeling of falling and tracing described by Caleb Wuz soon appeared before his eyes.

In that instant, it was as if a corridor of the past unfurled before him, just like in a Dream Magic of the Northern Realm, where every moment of his soul’s experience revealed itself as vivid, three-dimensional walls.

He saw how he crossed over to the South Continent, saw all his past actions, saw every night of intimacy with every Lady, saw every acquaintance and friendship with each Lady.

And even earlier, everything from the beginning, he returned to that not too big and not too small Church School, saw the gentle and kind nun there.

"Teresa..."

Years rewind on her face, turning her youthful, making himself young, back to a state where all needs were attended by others as an infant.

He and her became unfamiliar bit by bit until one sunny afternoon, she sent him out of the Church School from that wooden basket through the Gate...

Fisher’s breathing gradually quickened, as if at this moment, how he became an orphan, where his biological parents Kado and Nali went, why they abandoned him, were all about to be revealed before him.

He watched Teresa pick him up and then put him down, retreating behind the gate, leaving the baby in its swaddling clothes lying in the wooden basket.

Then, he suddenly saw a hand stretching out from the edges of his perspective, slender yet rough, looking like a woman’s hand, with untrimmed nails that appeared long and sharp.

Is this my mother?

But it didn’t feel like it, because the way she carried his basket was a bit... um, bold.

She didn’t even look at him, as if just tossing a cargo at the Church School’s gate to finish the task.

Could it be that his parents didn’t pick him up here, but somewhere else, and it was just this good Samaritan who brought him here?