Chapter 64: The Power Of Dark Creation

While the uprising propaganda of a rising cult took place, MF got back to the center of Domeniul Ceresc where Anvriel was with a satisfied expression.

And that satisfaction also came together with a huge relief of succeeding the barricading of her ballistic coping mechanism of being stared at by a group of more than ten living beings.

'Why has fate wanted me to make a lot of public speech lately? If I hadn't hurriedly simplified my grand 20 page script of speech within my brain, I would've attacked the ground with my unconscious head…'

It was a bliss that she managed to get a cold feet before stepping on hot stones.

"Whatever, it's time to play with Anvriel, I guess~"

In front of her was the lifeless body of Heaven's Juggernaut. MF put a wide grin as the droll started to stream down due to the excitement of finally placing her hands upon precious data. Whether she had been hit or got nuked on the head, it definitely didn't affect her questionable hobby of doing a lifeform experimentation.

Especially if the object of testing was the body of a divine being.

"But first! Let's look at what these two divine artifacts do! Don't worry, Anvriel~ daddy will play with you after these divine-ads. The most delicious part should be savored at the very end after all!"

MF sprawled the divine shield and gauntlet out from her pocket space pouch, uncaring of its divine status as she would've known that something regarded as 'divine' wouldn't be as brittle as tungsten at the very least. She would be extremely sad if the so-called almighty-artifacts were scratched just by getting thrown onto the soil rich in grass and flowers.

Just like the crown, the other two divine artifacts should have some kind of feature that didn't allow a foreign person to steal them, or so by the foretold of myths and codex.

It had already been proven with the fusion of her halo with the crown even though it didn't count due to the fact that the halo was something that only MF possessed.

With all of the information she got, MF tried to connect her consciousness strings to the gauntlet. It began to glow up in radiant light with the countless engraved runes burning in holy golden flame.

'Wear it' was the feeling that echoed her heart since she touched the gauntlet with her soul tentacles.

"It's a divine artifact, it surely didn't have any kind of side effects, right?"

With a sliver of hesitation, MF slowly reached her left arm to the intimidating gauntlet.

When her finger touched the exterior, the gauntlet reassembled itself into fragments before forcefully equipping itself onto MF's left arm.

Sharp burning sensations were engraved to numerous pain receptors of her left upper limb. Within the pain scale of one to ten, it would be placed on twenty and would definitely knock down a normal mortal unconscious due to the sheer trauma it inflicted.

It felt like the arm beneath the holy plate was getting reconstructed by numerous hot edges, continuously slicing and repositioning every organic cell within the length from her elbow to the tip of her fingers.

She peeked into the gap on the elbow, only to see a magma-like pattern in golden swirling as it began to spread to her shoulder. Turning all of her veins into glistening yellow.

Her complex blood mechanism began to retaliate, making the pain worse than it was.

The painful session lasted for five minutes without a break. MF had a massive pain tolerance ingrained within her skull but it surely made her not be able to anything else than waiting for the process to end in agony.

'Anvriel! What the heck did you give me!'

It might be MF imagination but it felt like the lifeless angel had sneered cockily.

The torment ended with thick metaphysical strings akin to those of consciousness string launching itself to harpoon at MF's soul, building a stiff bridge of connection string from the artifact to her soul.

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As the connection string began to visibly light up, another one of the same was uncovered. It was connected to her halo.

'I see, so the crown had already connected itself with my soul. Wait, why didn't it attach itself with the center of my private soul dimension then? don't tell me that the halo is a part of my soul!?'

She began to stare at the angel in a hostile manner.

'No wonder that it was brought together with my soul in Ouroboros' realm.'

The gauntlet ended up heavier than she would have thought.

As if her arm was disconnected with her body, the body cell that was covered in golden substances beneath the gauntlet to her shoulder couldn't be modified or changed in any way, restricting MF's specialty of gene modification.

"What is this? A curse!?"

The moment MF felt angry and uncomfortable, the orbiting symbols pill of her soul began to retaliate.

It corrupted the golden string connection into a burning black with dissipating ink-like aura, eventually reaching to the artifact and turned the runes engraving into burning dark.

The fabric palm part of the gauntlet was engulfed into dark and gooey portal-like, continuously emitting dark dusts that were rising to the sky. The property of the body anatomy beneath the gauntlet became unknown.

Something didn't feel right.

Curious, MF tried to pass something through her palm. She then sent her blood as it ended up getting secreted at the gooey portal of the gauntlet, releasing something heavily obnoxious in slime form.

"I can make someone puke by hurling this onto their face."

Until she realized that the dark slimy substance was made with a dense genetic material that could be manipulated into anything.

She appraised the dark slime.

A maniacal smile was ingrained on her face.

Without further ado, she immediately copied the template of her whole physical vessel, tinkering it to immediately form a non gendered with the appearance of a shorter form of MF current body.

Boosting the process with her mana and physical energy, it immediately transformed into a naked and shorter version of her—without the big assets, and genitals on her crotch.

As soon as her inspiration kicked in, she tweaked her lifeless clone with a genetic behavioral trait that will make it extremely loyal to MF's complexion and genetic secretion. She set the Angel's gene experimentation and the shield artifact aside.

Because she didn't have the reference or template for creating an obedience through genetic modification, she ended up wasting a whole night trying to conceptualize her ideal clone.

Before she knew it, the sun had yawned from the horizon.

"Hahaha, now I need to give you a life somehow."

'Power of Dark Creation' acquired.

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