God's Eyes (Web Novel)

Contrary to Jason's expectations everything went by rather quickly.

In a matter of a few hours, the Elite of Liun had gathered in the city, and they departed without any further delay.

This allowed them to reach Niarn in two weeks, where a total of 200 Elite of the Yinar race that would go on their first real mission were eagerly waiting to finally depart.

The Specta stage powerhouses had yet to arrive, which allowed Jason to understand just how restless the Yinar race's Elite truly were.

In the beginning, he and Jennifer presumed that the youths were well trained, and experienced in fighting.

However, seeing how they acted right now, both could only shake their heads in disappointment.

They were supposed to protect the Elite from being severely injured.

Yet, from the looks of it, their restless behavior was already enough to injure themselves if the opponents didn't.

This would be the worst that could happen, and it was something Jason wanted to avoid by all means.

As such, he was quite satisfied at the sight of the youths from Liun.

Jason had already lectured them quite a bit.

Having demonstrated what would happen to them if they were to play around, Jason hadn't held back at all.

Instead, he had used a little harsh words to let them know how it felt to be helpless, and how painful it was to struggle every day in order to just survive and hope that the next day would be better and struggle free.

WIth that in mind, Jason had used his Abyssal effect quite often, barely supplying it with enough mana to activate the effect.

This was more than enough to throw any of the youths from Liun into a deep state of desperation as they attempted to escape the clutches of the abyss.

Taking that into consideration, in addition to the approval he had received from the City Lord, who had spoken about Jason's tactic with his master, there was even less need for him to hold back.

With that in mind, Jason waited a while in order to see if the other youths would calm down, or if they would turn even more restless to see their comrades be in a trance-like state.

Unfortunately, the latter was the case, indicating that the same might as well happen in the reclaiming process of the Soa crystal mine.

This was more than enough for Jason and he released his Celestia aura, enhancing it with his Stigma.

Jennifer's Stigma began to glow too, overlapping with his own Stigma, only for divine aura to sweep through the Celestia aura that enveloped the entire room.

Fully prepared to attract everyone's attention, Jason increased the pressure his aura released, transforming the room into a space full of energy that suppressed other living beings's ability to breathe properly.

Only Jennifer, Jason, and everyone else, who had been able to keep their calm earlier were excluded from this effect.

This was something he did intentionally in order to focus his attention on the rather annoying youths.

And exactly as expected, everyone attempted to retaliate against his suppression by releasing their Soul force.

Owing to the youths' cultivation base this was already more than enough to counter the Celestia aura's effect.

However, Jason hadn't even focused on the aura.

Rather, he maintained a level gaze and eye contact with everyone who dared to look in his direction.

By releasing his abyssal effect with the lowest amount of energy that was necessary to empower it, he swept it through the rows of youths that looked in his direction.

Having been attacked out of nowhere, it was only obvious that they would try figuring out where the culprit was located.

Yet, the moment they looked in Jason's direction, everything turned dark for them as they entered an eerily black darkness; the abyss.

It didn't last long, but the suffocating noises of youths fighting against the darkness that seemed to have devoured them could be heard.

Hearing this, Jason could only shake his head before he looked over the batch of youths that had quickly regained their senses.

This was only obvious but it was still quite dissatisfying to see as Jason had expected the batch of Elite to be much better.

Just a few seconds later, a bunch of Specta stage powerhouses entered the large gathering hall when they sensed tremendous energy waves radiating from an aura they had never sensed before.

Yet, instead of seeing a powerhouse, they only saw a bunch of Elites that were standing in one particular area of the room, while everyone else was lying on the ground, oblivious to what Jason had done.

Seeing the powerhouses at the Specta stage, some of the youths with slightly stronger willpower got up from the ground.

Quickly turning towards the Specta stage powerhouses, one of them began to complain about Jason's assault, without batting an eyelid.

"He attacked us!!! The Agran wanted to kill us, Sirs! We cannot allow someone like him to come with us on our sacred mission!! He will endanger our lives!"

The youth was exaggerating what had happened to an unimaginable degree.

With the energy Jason had used to empower the abyssal effect of his Emperor Eyes, anyone with even the slightest bit of focus on the mission would have been able to come out unscathed.

In fact, there were more than a dozen youths other than the Elite from Liun who had easily overcome the abyssal effect.

After all, those Cultivators who used Soul force were adept in protecting their brain too!

They were cultivating their entire being, which included their body, their cultivated vessel and their brain!

Because of that nobody was injured, and the only thing that had caught them off guard was having been attacked all of a sudden.

Yet, in the end, it had calmed them down and conditioned their mind a little to become calmer.

That was if one were to exclude a few individuals, such as the youth who had just complained about Jason.

While the youth complained, Jason could only shake his head before smiling lightly as he looked in the direction of the Specta stage powerhouses.

After he retracted his Celestia aura, the Stigma on the right side of his face dimmed down too.

This astonished the Cultivators at the Specta stage as they quickly realized what his Stigma indicated.

At this moment one of them couldn't help but blurt out,

"He should be the one Lord Mian told us about, right?"

The others just nodded their heads, before ignoring the youth who had complained about Jason, acting as if he didn't even exist.

This astonished the youth, who believed that he was someone others regarded highly.

Turning his neck at a lightning fast speed, he glared at Jason with anger.

It was impossible not to notice this, but Jason didn't have the time to pay attention to the youth anymore, either.

Thus, he completely ignored him as well.

Meanwhile, the other youths could only look pitifully at the young man, who had complained about Jason.

They had also been enraged about the sudden attack, but their mind had worked faster and deduced a logical reason behind this.

Who would dare to attack the Elite of the Yinar race in such an offensive manner without official permission?

The answer was simple - it had to be the higher authorities of their own race or those prodigies of their race who were simply allowed to do anything they wanted.

In the end, only one such person lived in the rows of the Yinar race, and Jason was certainly not the former.

He was an Agran, after all.

As such, it was only obvious that he had received the permission to attack them mentally, which gave most youths the time to think about their wrongdoings.

At first, they were first confused about what was going on, but after some time, they understood that their restlessness had caused all of this.

They had been careless and would get influenced quite easily which was the reason Jason's simple attack had caused such a huge effect on them.

After all, it wouldn't have worked if they had focused on their surroundings and paid attention to others instead of Jason.

It might be a fact that they were currently safe in the city, but before a mission would start, the first mission for all of them, at that, one should be nervous and overly vigilant, and not carefree.

Understanding this, they eyed Jason weirdly, not sure if that was truly what he had wanted them to realize or if he had been annoyed at their behavior.

However, they wouldn't find out the answer to this, and neither would they know why an Agran was allowed to join their first mission.

It was a tradition to let rookies overcome struggles together and face powerful opponents after all.

Only later would they understand reality, what it meant to fight with one's life on the line, and why exactly Jason had been requested to accompany them!