Beast-Tamer: Limitless Evolution
Chapter 30: Into The Wilderness II

Chapter 30: Into The Wilderness II

Into The Wilderness II

As soon as the convoy passed through the tunnel, Osho’s eyes widened as he was greeted by quite the sight.

The Citadel was built on an elevated piece of land. Not quite a Plateau, but it was of a higher elevation than everywhere else around it. Apparently, this was how most citadels were constructed due to the advantages the high ground provided, and right now, it also gave Osho quite the view.

For as far as his eyes could see, a dense forest stretched out into the horizon. Moreover, the trees weren’t ordinary either as even from here, he could tell each out was dozens of meters tall, something that happened due to nature being saturated by Mana.

There were about 4 miles of cleared land between the Citadel and the rest of the massive forest that was the wilderness. In this cleared land, all sorts of things were I’m place to defend against beasts. Various traps like controlled landmines, pits, hidden turrets, and so on.

Osho looked back at the wall and was surprised to see that, unlike its flat face on the inside, the outside part of the wall was at an angle that made it so that scaling it would be extremely difficult if one didn’t have a way to stick themselves to a surface or fly.

Moreover, the wall was lined with all sorts of traps as well. However, they were mostly small holes that Osho couldn’t see into from this distance, but he assumed they could spew some projectiles or attack anything that latched onto the wall.

’Neat.’ He thought as the convoy continued to move, following the road that extended to the wilderness. There were still a few checkpoints that they needed to get through. But once they crossed all of them and reached the edge of the clearing, the road turned into a dirt path that went deep into the forest.

"From here on out, we are no longer under any strict protection, so you are to listen to everything we tell you. Understood?" Mrs Jane spoke, her tone firm.

Everyone nodded, and the convoy entered the forest.

Osho half expected some sort of strange change in the air when they crossed the metaphorical boundary, but he was surprised when said change actually occurred.

It was subtle, but the moment they entered, it was as though the air suddenly felt heavier. It was a bit uncomfortable as breathing became a notch more difficult.

’Oh yeah, trees produce oxygen. With this many of them around while being augmented by the ambient Mana, the oxygen they produce has weight.’ He remembered one of the lessons in school.

Granted, all air had weight. That’s something like a ball would be all crumpled up whenever air was taken out because the surrounding air pressed down on it to take that shape.

However, if one wanted to use that same analogy and got a ball and removed the air, it would be pressed down significantly more by the air in this place.

Granted, it wasn’t enough to cause something such as oxygen poisoning, but the effects were still noticeable. However, no one commented on it.

That’s because, besides the air suddenly gaining more weight, there was something else. An odd... tension.

Osho remembered that in his past life on earth, people often spoke about how they could feel they were being watched, or how they could feel that someone had malicious intent towards them despite showing no signs of such.

Sometimes, these people were right. Other times, they were simply in over their heads. As such, it wasn’t proven that humans could tell they were being targeted. Otherwise, numerous assassination attempts throughout history would have failed since the target would have known they were a target.

But in this world, things behaved differently.

Mana was odd. If one didn’t pay attention, they’d never know it was there, but when they noticed it, the things they could do with it were simply incredible. Besides Mana, people often called it creation energy due to how it seemed to be linked with all parts of existence. There was Mana for all the elements, and even things like space, and Osho saw rumors of Mana for time. But the fact was that there was still pure Mana which these sub-types stemmed from.

Now, living beings were naturally inclined to Mana, but studies and real-life evidence showed that humans weren’t as inclined to it as beasts. Otherwise, they wouldn’t need to take a beast first before they could start using magic.

Now, if one recalls, beasts have Auras, and these Auras have undertones that are used to identify the rank of a beast. But they are more complicated than that.

A beast’s Aura is intricately linked to them. Scientists theorized that their Aura is an amalgamation of everything that makes up their strength. The higher the quality of their strength, the denser their Aura until it reaches the next color/rank.

Moreover, Uaras are largely linked to their emotions, intent, and possibly even thoughts. Auras are passive, but they usually only become visible whenever a beast is agitated.

Now, if a beast sharpened their Mana with say, Killing Intent, it would become like a beacon to all beings that had the ability to sense Mana. It resonated with the world and pressed down on everything around it, and the pressure it created was difficult to miss.

In a way, it was Mana reacting to Mana. A sort of silent communication between lifeforms that was embedded in the very nature of this world.

If a beast, or any powerful entity, looked at someone with real intent, even without doing anything, the ambient Mana would react and carry the weight of that gaze, and the more sensitive one was to Mana, the more sharply they could feel this intent.

Now for all intents and purposes, none of the students in any of the buses should have been good enough at sensing Mana to sense if there was an intent being directed their way. Not from far away at least. However, there was something most would overlook unless thrust into that position themselves, one that made a chill run down Osho’s spine.

It was the quantity.

The sheer number of intent-filled gazes watching the convoy from different parts of the massive forest. There had to be hundreds, no, maybe even thousands.

The pressure of it all was crushing, and Osho subconsciously gripped the edge of his seat tighter as the weight pressed down on him.

He vaguely heard one of his classmates having what sounded like a panic attack as he wasn’t the only one facing such pressure.

’D-Damn...’ He’d read about this before, but experiencing it was something no book could properly convey, and quite frankly, it was frightening.

’How are we meant to train in these types of conditions? It’s like my body is being assaulted by countless tiny needles.’ He thought as he struggled to regain his composure.

That’s when he ’heard’ a snort. It’s more apt to say that he felt it, but not physically, simply because it came through his bond with Gale.

He was surprised to feel a strong sense of disdain coming from the bird, as if the intent-filled gazes were beneath him.

Then to Osho’s shuck, the pressure vanished.

’No, it’s still there. But it’s no longer as heavy. Like the things staring are now... hesitant?’ He stared at Gale whose beady eyes which usually didn’t hold a shred of thought behind them were filled with, oddly enough, contempt.

’Did you...?’ Osho didn’t finish the silent question as he heard someone clear their throat.

He looked in the direction to see Mrs Jane, as well as the soldiers and the students staring at him.

"... What?" He couldn’t help but squirm under their gazes. There was no intent behind them, but it still fell weird to be stared at so blatantly without even knowing at first.

"You... what was that?" Ellie was the first to ask.

"... What?" He narrowed his eyes. He had a feeling where this was going.

"It was like... idk, a wave? The weight from the stares suddenly cleared, and it started from you as the center." Ellie explained.

’... So it extends to everyone else huh? Interesting.’ Osho mused. But that wasn’t all.

He suddenly noticed that all the beasts of his classmates suddenly found it difficult to look in his direction. Even Sugil, but the snake could still look in his general direction, the rest, they were completely avoiding his line of sight. No, not his, Gale’s.

"This is an interesting development." Mrs Jane spoke and everyone turned to her, clearly seeking an answer for the strange occurrence.

"As you have all just observed, Osho, or more appropriately, his beast, did something that caused the gazes you lot were feeling to lessen in intensity. The reason for this is easy to explain, but becomes severely more complicated the deeper you get into it." She gave all of them a pointed look.

"That would be called Bloodline Suppression".

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