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Chapter 653: Twin Earrings
And it actually was not only Spartan who was like this.
"Blue, Purple, you two should slow down on the mana drain, please," Michael said aloud to what appeared to be empty air. At least, that was what it looked like.
On both sides of his ears were butterfly-shaped earrings, one blue and one purple. They looked quite feminine, but on Michael’s handsome self, they created a unique charm. If not for the fact that he seemed perfectly straight—or rather, uninterested in either gender—people might have called him the younger version of a certain director.
When the two heard their names, they flew away from Michael’s ears to his table, transforming into two miniature humanoid females. One had blue hair, the other purple, and both wore gowns that matched their colors.
Their clothes looked incredibly real, but Michael knew they were merely illusions.
Yes.
It was Blue and Purple—one had once been an Undead Platform Morpho, and the other an Undead Spicebush Swallowtail Moth. At least, that was what they were before. Now, not only were they Three-Star Extraordinary Rank creatures, they had also reached Rank 3.
Blue had evolved into an Undead Phantasm Morpho, while Purple had become an Undead Mirage Swallowtail.
Their laws, like every other law Michael had seen, fascinated him deeply.
Blue’s law was called the Law of Reflected Reality, which was connected to the Greater Law of Light.
Its reasoning was that illusion, mirage, and reflection all stem from the manipulation of light. Without light, there can be no vision, no reflection, no appearance, and thus no illusion.
It was an interesting concept that also granted Blue an equally interesting effect. With this law, Blue could project mirror-realities around itself, turning perception into a tangible force.
The concept behind it was simple: every illusion is a reflection of belief. The more a target believes, the stronger the illusion becomes.
To put it simply, the law inverted perception. What looked fake became real, and what looked real became illusion.
Unlike before, when Blue’s means were purely illusion, this time his abilities could affect the mind as well.
Purple, who was also an illusion beast, possessed a law that seemed to share some similarities but was distinct in its own way.
Purple’s law was the Law of False Manifestation, which was related to the Greater Law of Reality.
Its reasoning was that to manifest the unreal and give it form is to tamper with the boundary between what is and what is not, the very essence of Reality.
While the Law of Light governs what can be seen, the Law of Reality governs what exists.
False Manifestation draws from that same foundation, mimicking reality itself, but imperfectly, like a shadow imitating the real.
This law allowed Purple to create illusions that interacted physically for a few seconds, forming illusionary chains, blades, or wings.
The concept behind it was simple: to see is to summon, and what one perceives, even falsely, gains existence.
Michael leaned back slightly in his chair, his eyes shifting between the two tiny figures.
The two were opposites in temperament but similar in essence. Blue’s energy was calm and patient. Purple was curious and, due to constantly testing her ability, unconsciously mischievous.
Low-rank undead were usually stationary, but as they advanced in strength, even if they stayed in one place, they were constantly growing stronger—whether consciously or subconsciously. And as beings without moral restraint or emotion, they often did the most extreme things.
If an undead without a master knew that blood made it stronger, it would seek blood at any cost, without limit.
But those were the ways of wild undead.
Even Undead who had lost their masters and were at a high level were not always so reckless.
Of course, much depended on their location and the nature of their past master.
If no one stronger than them existed in a place, only the heavens knew what they would do.
Michael had spent a great deal of time testing their laws after their evolution. He found the results both fascinating.
When he had first asked Blue to use her law, he hadn’t noticed anything unusual at first.
It was only when he realized that, in the eyes of others, he didn’t exist even as he stood right before them that he understood something was wrong.
It was as if she hadn’t created an illusion but an alternate truth.
Michael theorized that the Law of Reflected Reality didn’t just bend light—it manipulated perception at a fundamental level.
It was a frightening ability.
If Blue used her full strength, even high-rank creatures could lose all sense of what was real or false. Their own instincts would betray them.
Purple’s law, on the other hand, was even more unpredictable.
Her Law of False Manifestation was less subtle, but far more aggressive. When he tested it the first time, she had created a glowing spear made of translucent energy and hurled it toward a wall he created with magic.
To his astonishment, the spear didn’t simply vanish—it struck the wall and left a small dent before fading.
It wasn’t real, not truly, yet for that brief moment, it had existed.
He realized then that while Blue’s law manipulated the observer’s mind, Purple’s law manipulated the world’s acknowledgement of form.
One fooled the senses. The other fooled existence.
That distinction fascinated him the most.
As for the mana drain Michael had mentioned earlier, it was actually a skill they had gained after evolving. The ability allowed them to draw mana directly from a target, either to weaken it or to store the energy for later use.
Surprisingly, though, both Blue and Purple had extremely low mana reserves compared to other Rank 3 creatures of their level.
That was what made the ability necessary in the first place.
"Return to your former forms," Michael said to the two undead.
They both obeyed. Their tiny bodies shimmered, scattering into glowing motes of light that swirled through the air. The motes converged again beside his ears, solidifying into two elegant butterfly-shaped earrings.