Weapons of Mass Destruction

I agree with her. His skill didnʼt absorb my black mana, but it succeeded with her [Disintegration]. The interesting thing is that the system allowed it even though he put the same [Restriction]

on himself as Lily. So his skill must be quite good.
More to think about. I already have plans to properly experiment with the black. My current immortality has given me some amazing opportunities, and after seeing that it really is impossible to die here and that my body and mana will be restored after the event, I can do just that.

“He probably had to use a shitload of mana for his skill to be able to absorb yours. Maybe his skill is just higher level than [Disintegration], or perhaps it has some means of countering yours to some degree,” I tell her.

“Or maybe I’ve just grown overconfident. I kept leveling my other skills and somehow thought [Disintegration] would remain powerful.”

“That’s also an option. But your skill is capable of damaging someone a hundred levels higher, with a high constitution, so itʼs not just that. But as you said, a bit of leveling won’t hurt.”

“And you? Are you ok?”

[Focus - lvl 48 > Focus - lvl 49]

“It’s okay,” I pinch Lily’s nose. “By the way, I’m going to introduce you to someone important to me in a few days.”

As I say it, Lily seems to start panicking, “Someone important?” she whispers.

“Yes, you’ll like her.”

“H-her?”

“Yup, anyway, I’m going to train on my own for a bit, so later.” Before she can say anything, I teleport to one of my anchors and fly for a while, reaching a clearing in the forest without anyone nearby.

Checking my surroundings once more, I then move my mana to test something I’ve wanted to do since the start of the event.

A pale blue orb forms over my palm, quickly changing its color multiple times until itʼs pitch black. But unlike the event where I was restricted, I can control the black mana quite comfortably.

I let it seep into my body and use it to power [Focus]. Then, as the world slows around me, I create a bigger one than before, using quite a bit of the mana in my body.

In this state that feels so addictive, I let that black mana permeate me, and this time I feel the pressure. It makes it much more difficult to control as black mana inside of my body reaches a certain amount, but I pay it no mind.

Ignoring the pressure and wounds, I let it all seep in and then use it to power a different skill.

[Mana Domain]

Immediately my domain expands, and then more, and again. The size is unlike any I’ve used before.

Observing it with fascination, I try to understand and learn as much as possible before I lose control. The black mana even inside of my body threatens to slip, and even controlling the mana I used to power my [Focus] has become much more difficult.

Through the domain, I sense the mana of every being within it. It feels like I should be able to do even more, but as I make the attempt, the world blacks out, and I die.

I died…Confused, I look around, still in the same place, though my skills have been deactivated and after checking, a chunk of my mana is missing.

The feeling is extremely disturbing even though I quickly reactivate [Focus], this time powered by normal mana.

It takes a few moments to calm my beating heart as I replay what just happened.

Well, thatʼs a good start. The system didnʼt let me die, which can only mean one thing.

Letʼs try it again.

First, to see how black mana reacts with my other skills and then learn how much I can control it. I have a lot of time before the 2nd event starts.