Monarch of Darkness

Evan didn't have any clue about anyone spying on him. He was practicing relentlessly to master his newfound ability. He had a feeling that this technique would be very helpful for him in his upcoming battles. So, he was very persistent in his training despite the occasional failures.

Days passed by like the swift wind. It was already the fourteenth day from the start of Evan's stay in the small room. There was only one day left for completion of his detainment.

Evan was sitting crosslegged on the centre of the small room. His eyes were closed and he was still trying to refine the soul attacking technique. His face was slightly pale as the result of overconsumption of soul. But without taking rest he was still persisting in his attempt.

He separated a very tiny part from his soul. This part was a lot smaller compared to the part which he separated in his earliest attempt. He covered this part with his soul conciousness and tried to compress into a very small spear. Sweat drops started to appear in his face due to his continuous use of soul conciousness. The tiny soul part turned to a very small spear and a smile appeared on the face of Evan. It was the smile of satisfaction,a result of his persistence.

"Ha..ha..ha, it is a success", Evan punched the air in excitement. "Finally, I have managed to conjure a soul spear little enough to penetrate even the tiniest ant. It consumed a very little amount of soul and I can manage to create a lot of them without tiring my mind", he thought inside his mind. A smile appeared on his face unconsciously when he thought about the possibility of creating a lot of soul spears without tiring his mind.

Evan was already tired from his training. So, he decided to rest properly this time. He was already very familiar with the two middle-aged guards who were assigned to guard him. After his earlier request for roasted meat, Evan was always sending them to fetch some good quality food. He opened his door and walked towards the guards. He handed over a gold coin as usual and one of the guards left to fetch food.

Evan waited for his return while talking with the remaining guard. After half an hour, the guard came back with roasted meat. Evan went back to his room after taking his portion of meat. This time it was the meat of a lamb and his appetite went to the peak by it's sweet aroma. He quickly devoured the roasted lamb without missing the bones and fell into a deep sleep swiftly.

Evan woke up only after he felt his cheek was burning by the bright sun light. It was already the morning of next day and today was the day for him to walk out from this small room. Evan decided not to stay any longer in this room which had such a little space. He walked out of his room after collecting his belongings. He left directly after saying goodbye to both of the middle-aged guards.

Evan came back to the residential area of grade one students. It was late morning and the residential area was looking empty as most of the students had left for practicing their martial arts in the practice ground. He entered his room and tidied the place. Then he sat crosslegged on his bed and tried to observe the activities of grade one students with his soul conciousness.

Evan was quite curious towards the wisdom hall of imperial academy. He had already collected informations related to different halls of Imperial academy. There were sword hall, wisdom hall,beast taming hall, alchemy hall and weapon refinement hall in the Imperial academy.

Different hall represented different professions and trained people in specific skills or profession. What surprised Evan the most was the absence of any formation hall in Imperial academy.

Evan felt surprise because despite being a large empire, Northpeak Imperial academy lacked a specific hall which could teach magical formations to students. But after thinking about the memories that Cerberus showed him about the apocalyptic battle, the confusion of Evan cleared instantly.

"No wonder, there was no one teaching magical formation technique in the Imperial academy.

Magical formation techniques were a part of the art of inscription and it was one of the most difficult art to master. Inscription experts most be very rare compared to cultivators of other arts. Inscription masters were one of the greatest trumpcard of entire human race", Evan thought inside his mind.

Thinking about the art of inscription,Evan had an indescribable emotion on it. He was very much eager to learn this specific art because it was one of the greatest reason for which devil race got defeated. He thought back to the memories of that apocalyptic war. He was always analyzing the reasons for which devil race got defeated despite their matchless strength.

Gods were gifted with elemental affinity by the heaven, devils were gifted with strong body and soul, humans were weak physically and were not that much gifted in comparision to devils when it came to talent for cultivation. But what they were blessed with was their intelligence and wisdom. Moreover their population was many times greater than humans and devils.

Gods were similar to the humans in appearance and devils had some resemblance with magical beasts in character and appearance. It naturally defined who was natural ally of whom.

"Gods were not capable enough to take us down. We lost only because of interference from human warriors. They were not strong as much as us, but they had advantage of number. Moreover they had taken inscription art to another level and devils could not counter their formation techniques and powerful talisman attacks which were part of the art of inscription. Their army was also very disciplined and despite their high number, they managed to attack with extreme coordination", Evan clenched his teeth. His thirst to master the art of Inscription was increasing whenever he was rethinking about their defeat in that apocalyptic war.