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Chapter 129 Lethe; Mask Of Jade Lies
🕑 Added 2025-08-31 11:00:11 +0000 UTC[7]: Lies
[Fragment Of Facelessness]
[Lethe; Mask Of Jade Lies]
(Memento, Lies, Facelessness, Mask, Smiling, Ability, Technique, Enhancement, Buff, Self)
Effect (Mortal): Lethe; Mask Of Jade Lies is a Memento Source Item formed from the combination of the Mortal Title Polemarche Of Jade Warfare, Fragment Of Facelessness, Lies Mana Core and Mortal Ranked Smiling Mask.
Lethe possesses the ability to transform the appearance and presence of the wielder. Lie natured spiritual energy saturates the Mask Of Jade Lies producing false memories within the minds of those who observe the wielder.
Lethe possesses the ability to produces lies capable of manipulating imaginary mental constructs. Lies that enter the mind can be “activated” after a short duration, making those susceptible to suggestions and other external influences.
Abilities with the Wood Trait, War Trait and Lie Trait all possess increased effectiveness while wearing Lethe.
Increases the ease of comprehending concepts and notions relating to “green,” “wood,” “war,” “conflict,” “lies,” and “stories” while wearing Lethe.
Lethe possesses the ability to inflict instances of [Falsehood] on those who hear a lie spoken by the wielder. Lethe possesses the ability to grant oneself instances of [Falsity] each time an instance of [Falsehood] is successfully inflicted on a target.
[Falsehood]: Reduces resistances towards lie-natured damages, afflictions, and debuffs. Additional stacks have an additive effect.
[Falsity]: Increases mana regeneration. Additional stacks have an additive effect.
Jon dismissed his status page, his expression detached and his face impassive. The odd sensation of lie natured spiritual energy enveloping his limbs and face seemed comforting despite whose appearance he had transformed himself into.
Both Schwarz Eis and Ru Luan Di seemed somewhat taken back, seeing Jon’s appearance being replaced with something familiar but still quite distinct. The winter demon spirit opened her mouth to speak but refrained from doing so, recognizing the appearance that Jon had assumed through Lethe.
Eis had spent numerous hours bathing in the waters of Jon’s Sea Of Knowledge. Most of them time trying to find out what type of world Jon was from and what to expect upon their return back to it.
She knew who his friends were.
She knew who his siblings were.
And she knew… who both of his parents were as well.
“Jon. Why don’t you-.” The White Lady Of The Winter Castle found herself being interrupted as Jon manifested both Luin and Assail, slashing out with the Thulian Spellspear shattering an approaching projectile of fire natured spiritual energy.
The distinct lack of flames or light released from the Spell effect caused both Jon and Eis to frown. Under the cover of darkness it was near imperceptible. If it was not for the effects of his [Monstrous Intuition], he might not have noticed something flying towards him.
Fiery pellets collided against the Fragment Of Weapon, sending bursts of heat towards Jon that summoned memories of his fight against the fire-breathing duck. Given the control that he possessed over Luin and Assail, it did not take Jon more than a few seconds to destroy all of the fiery pellets sent towards him.
His eyes narrowed, tightening his grip on the weapon in his hands.
“Are you too afraid to fight me, Knight!?” Jon shouted in Avant, knowing that Itsumade would be able to understand him. His voice had been altered through the effects of Lethe, lowering the register of his voice and giving his intonation a much more dramatic quality to it.
Minerva-Sagacity Eyes narrowing as they observed the darkness for any movements or sounds.
If it was not for the enhancement to his sense of hearing, he might have missed the quiet sound of laughter echoing throughout the forest. Turning his head around Jon thought that he caught a glimpse of a hazy figure but blinked and noticed that they had disappeared.
[Monstrous Intuition] twitched causing Jon to instinctively slash out with Assail, feeling another projectile of heat crash against the Spear Of Verdant Cedar. The amount of mana contained within the projectile was negligible, but another barrage came swiftly after it causing Jon to grit his teeth muttering the Spell contained within the Thulian Spellspear.
“Bloom wonderous flowers; thulian rain shall pierce through the azure firmament. Wilt phantasmal petals; orchid hopes shall thrust through the false dream!”.
Pink-coloured spear natured spiritual energy slashed through the fiery pellets, manifesting in the form of an arc of thulian light. Narrowing his eyes at a particular point in the distance, Jon allowed the Spell to shift, transforming into four glowing lances.
Each one shot through the darkness at an incredible speed, thudding as they all collided with various trees or rocks obscured from Jon’s vision. The lack of control Jon possessed over his Fragment Of Weapon was evident seeing as though he could not alter their flight-path mid launch.
The sound of laughter in the distance seemed to grow stronger, Jon’s brows narrowing almost imperceptibly.
Eis mirrored Jon’s actions, but unconsciously lifted her head, eyes widening at the enormous figure approaching them from above.
“Jon!” She shouted, manifesting two enormous horizontal barriers of ice, allowing them to intersect above his head. The sound of a blood-night acerodon crashing through ice and cold echoed throughout the forest, ignoring the debilitating effects Schwarz Eis had inflicted upon it.
[Frozen Blood]: Inflicts a continuous ice-natured damage over time effect. Manifests minute shards of ice throughout the veins and arteries, shredding blood cells.
[Frozen Spirit]: Reduces mana regeneration.
Itsumade snarling as it whipped its tail towards Jon.
The human remaining unmoving for half-a-second before entering his [Stance Of White Star] and saturating his flesh and muscles with the horrendous strength of a white star.
[Stance Of The White Star]: Increases physical strength and endurance. Physical strikes will inflict traces of ice natured damage.
Under the combined effects of his Fragment Of War, Fragment Of Heart and Fragment Of Marrow, Jon gritted his teeth and thrust out, allowing his veins to gain a pale-white tint to them, ignoring the worries of Rana and Eis bleeding into his mind.
He possessed the confidence to fight against Knights while still remaining a Mortal. His mastery he possessed over several abilities exceeded the limitations of his Rank. The effects of both Princeps Of The Wandering Mutation and the Mask Of Jade Lies activated in tandem, strengthening his abilities to the nth degree.
The sound of spears piercing through flesh disrupted the quiet night and fresh blood spilt onto the soft earth beneath them. Despite all of his physical enhancements, Jon found himself being pushed back almost three feet, but grinning muttering the beginnings of a Spell beneath his breath.
The effects of both the Spear Of Verdant Cedar and Thulian Spellspear used in tandem with his Fragment Of Destruction allowed each of their effects to take root within the elephant-bat creature.
[Cedarwood Bane]: Decreases resistances towards physical strikes and blows. Additional stacks have an additive effect.
[Orchid Dream]: Inflicts a continuous spear-natured damage over time effect. Spear natured spiritual energy lingers within wounds, preventing them from healing. Additional stacks have an additive effect.
[Cold Requiem]: Reduces resistances towards ice-related damages, afflictions and debuffs. Additional stacks have an additive effect.
Itsumade hissed at him in response, looking somewhat shocked at how Jon was able to resist his immense physical strength. Given how close the two of them were Kagami, Kagami was not able to display its truest strength against him but was still capable of inflicting Jon with instances of [Silence].
“I proclaim this battle to warrant the covetous-green sin of envy! Let thou desires within run rampart, the sweet taste of jealousy on thou tongue. Thou shalt fall before hungry maw of the envious, sacrificed upon mine heretical-.”
Jon felt a sharp burst of pain bloom from within his Sea Of Knowledge, halting his casting of [Envious Is The Beast That Lurks Within]. He almost did not notice it smile in response to the cancellation of his Spells but did not notice Jon’s mouth move from beneath the mask.
“I’m not going to kill you,” Jon said to the elephant-bat. Causing Itsumade to frown, not understanding the meaning behind his words. Said meaning explained itself just moments later as the Fragment Of Bat became inflicted within an instance of [Falsehood] while simultaneously generating a stack of [Falsity] for himself.
[Falsehood]: Reduces resistances towards lie-natured damages, afflictions and debuffs. Additional stacks have an additive effect.
[Falsity]: Increases mana regeneration. Additional stacks have an additive effect.
The Quiet Death Of Light And Virtue hissed at him, lunging forward while opening its jaws to chomp down on the miniscule primate before it. The blood-night acerodon barely having any time to react as another barrier-pillar of ice natured spiritual energy exploded in the space between itself and Jon, forcing it to retreat lest it was impaled upon the jagged surfaces of the barrier.
“I’m not even going to hurt you!” Jon shouted, his tone dripping with an obvious malice. For a moment, Jon did not even realize that he had slipped back into English, not noticing the obvious twitch of Itsumade as he disengaged back under the cover of night.
His Memento Source Fragment shielding himself from Jon’s senses, causing the human to almost snarl back at him, shouting towards the starless sky.
“I promise you! That I will not touch a single hair on your head!” Jon chuckled from beneath Lethe, enjoying the effects of his Memento Source Fragment. The fact that he was not required to chant in order to activate its effects were beyond amusing.
The sound of his own laughter broke the silence that filled the night.
The unnerving environment created by the one who had kidnapped Avahni had shifted, starting to lean in Jon’s favour. He had to get rid of the instances of [Silence] that plagued him, instead shifting a portion of his attention towards his Fragment Of Spirit, knowing it had one of the shorter chants amongst all his abilities.
Whenever Jon looked to complete [Thou Art The Monarch Of Spears And Truth] a short bout of pain washed over him, forcing him to cancel his chant.
It was an annoying effect, knowing of all things it could not be transferred.
If Ru Luan Di was in any shape to fight, he would be able to use the ginseng’s effects to cleanse the debuff. The limitations of both his Archetype Green and Archetype Avarice were things he needed to resolve immediately upon his ascension to Knighthood.
Jon did glance towards the little ginseng king, noticing that he was pointing in the directions where he could feel Avahi being moved. So long as he was beside Schwarz Eis, Jon would have a method of tracking him and resolved to keep the ginseng alive for as long as possible.
Tightening his grip over Luin, Jon activated his Fragment Of Ira.
“I proclaim this battle to warrant the blood-red sin of wrath! The painful chains of virtue shall restrain thine desires no longer! I prostate myself before the heretical altar adorned with blood and skulls. The blasphemous pleasure of war shall become a paradise for the sinful and the decadent!”
His form was drowned in the hedonistic pleasures of wrathful sin. The corners of his vision gaining an almost imperceptible red-tint to them.
‘Where the hell did this-.’ Jon turned his head to the side, hearing the sounds of slow footsteps echo throughout the forest. The precise and obvious gait of the approaching creature was loud enough for even an uninitiated mortal to hear, causing Jon to furrow his brows, watching as a man, carrying a familiar figure entered his vision.
Even with his Minerva-Sagacity Eyes, his appearance was hard to see, obscured from his vision through some sort of haze of spiritual energy. The presence of both lie natured spiritual energy and knowledge natured spiritual energy wafted off his man as if the stench of rot of garbage bin.
His blonde hair seemed to stick out amongst the leather armour and pitch black greaves on his feet. Although Jon was tempted to observe the armour on his legs, he refrained from doing so, instead narrowing his eyes at the woman in his arms.
Glancing towards Ru Luan Di, Jon noticed the ginseng king give him a small nod before opening his mouth to speak.
But not before the blonde-haired man asked-.
In English.
“There is no fucking way… are you… human as well?”
Comments
Quyan640
Blonde man? Would be funny if his name is John.
