I am an Eldritch Entity-Chapter 244: Spatial Sight

Eryndor's eyes turned wide as Dr. Kirchoff finished speaking.

Before he could say anything, the middle aged man cut him off, as if understanding what he wanted to ask.

"Yes, we aren't in the main universe anymore.

"Like I said, this is the Cultivation Outer Domain, their homeland, not the advanced base they've established on Earth.

"This is the edge of their territory, so the security is lax.

"I've already made a fake identity here.

"You'll live here from now on.

"I must tell you about this one thing before dropping you.

"There is a hidden danger brewing here.

"You'll die if you don't get to level three in three power systems before three months.

"I'll come get you to return to Earth if you're still alive by then.

"As for contacting your people back on Earth, heh. Your phone won't work.

"But I won't go too hard on you, I'll allow you to contact your people at random times based on my mood.

"Last thing, don't randomly use your Spatial Sight, there is one person in that building over there who can sense it.

"Spatial Sight is the third person view you get when 'initiating' your ability.

"Bye."

Eryndor wasn't given any chance to reply as the invisible floor below him seemed to disappear.

I'll die if I fall from such a height.

Before his descent caught speed, Eryndor hurriedly switched to his eldritch form and used Telekinesis to control himself.

If he had done it later, it would've cost him higher amount of Energy of Consciousness or it probably might not even have been possible because his descent would be at a very high speed which his Telekinesis would have had to counter as well, compared to now when it didn't have much speed.

When he looked up, Dr. Kirchoff was nowhere to be seen.

After landing on the ground, Eryndor cancelled his eldritch form immediately, feeling a need to exercise caution.

Right, that enormous structure I saw should be the only establishment in the immediate surroundings, I should try to head there and figure out my situation.

Eryndor thought, while touching his face, it seemed to have been modified somehow. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

He also seemed to have a different set of clothes on, not the ones he had originally worn when going to sleep.

These current clothes looked like the ones which those cultivators were wearing.

It was a two piece light inner garment, with a thin flexible armor above it and a long white robe covering everything.

As if to give realism to his current situation, the armor and the robe were torn at some places, along with a hint of bloody patches.

Did Dr. Kirchoff do that to hide my identity?

That was the only possible reason.

Judging from the condition of his clothes, it seemed that whatever identity Dr. Kirchoff had prepared for him, that person might've gotten some dangerous task.

Well, Dr. Kirchoff might've already returned with that person. Which means it's up to me how to navigate this identity, I can't fuck up.

Getting up on shaky legs, Eryndor realized after a bit of movement that his ribs didn't seem to have healed completely.

Jolts of pain were transmitted to his head every now and then as he tried to move around.

Just how long would I have to wait?

Eryndir didn't dare let out his extended vision completely free.

Dr. Kirchoff had already warned him that there was one person who could sense his extended vision.

No, not extended vision, its real term seems to be Spatial Sight. I finally know what it is called.

He had to be extremely cautious here.

This was the Cultivation Outer Domain, not earth, where the Cosmic Limit was applicable.

There was no such thing here.

He already knew that plenty of strong people lived here, ones who could wipe out the population on planet Earth without much effort.

Although it seemed doubtful now that he had seen Dr. Kirchoff's strength.

It should take them quite a bit of effort to wipe out humanity even if they sent strong ones based on the strength he saw Dr. Kirchoff display.

Just who is he?

Due to the pain, Eryndor figured he would lean against the tree and rest till he was healed.

But immediately as he had that thought, the horrifying voice of Dr. Kirchoff along with the pain in his ribs snapped him out of those thoughts.

Rest? No shit, I can't rest now else I'll die.

If he didn't fix his habits and still stubbornly clung to doing things his way despite Dr. Kirchoff giving him a warning, it was apparent something unfortunate would happen to him sooner or later.

He doesn't want a lousy teammate. Yes. I must keep that in mind.

If I do not keep up with his expectations I'll die at some point.

As he kept those thoughts in his mind, Eryndor gritted his teeth and began walking while enduring the pain.

To distract himself, he once again thought back to Dr. Kirchoff's identity while walking.

Just who is he really? Is he really just a founder of The Human Federation? Or someone much more powerful?

As he used the help of the surrounding trees for support while walking, he remembered the people Dr. Kirchoff grouped himself with.

Yes, he said that I've disappointed four people.

My predecessor.

The Obsidian Codex.

The Dagger Hanging Above Creation.

And him, Dr. Kirchoff.

I don't know who the second and third people are, but assuming that my past form was an eldritch entity with four line revered appellation, the three who are grouped me with won't be that weak right?

Could it be that Dr. Kirchoff is also an eldritch entity?

Or someone not much weaker than one?

How can he roam outside by ignoring the Cosmic Limit?

Eryndor heaved a deep sigh, and realized how little he knew about everything.

Continuing his slow but torturous walk, Eryndor travelled the land.

It might've been a good thing that his clothes were changed, as his armor seemed to have some healing properties as well.

It radiated a warm glow all over his body except wherever the armor wasn't cracked, and kept replenishing his energy.

Finally, after an hour or two of a grueling journey, he reached the towering structure he had seen back then along with Dr. Kirchoff.

It was an enormous dome shaped structure on top of which was a massive inverted cone.

Eryndor had zero idea how they built such a building with ridiculous shape.

Maybe they used arrays for balance?

Eryndor had read some files back on Earth which talked about how arrays could be used in a lot of things apart from just combat preparation.

They had massive uses in building structures as they could give the property of 'toughness', 'durability', 'balance' and more to things which wouldn't normally have them.

Arrays could also be used to gather a large amount of energy at one place, making it a highly sought after place for using the practice techniques.

The only reason they weren't being put to use was because of the resource constraints which The Federation was facing.

These arrays didn't work on conventional energies such as electrical, nuclear or any other such kind.

It worked on the five energies, Qi, Mana, Internal energy, Spiritual energy, and Energy of Consciousness, depending on how it was designed, the materials used and its purpose.

Eryndor reckoned that they wouldn't be having resource problems anymore with the energy mine which the Federation had found.

By now, his ribs were completely healed, so he didn't have any problem walking.

Standing near a tree, Eryndor looked around and realized that the forest ended here. Up ahead were numerous wide roads which arrived from all directions and converged upon the entrance of the massive building.

Being cautious, Eryndor had recalled his Spatial Sight long ago.

Back on Earth he had slowly tested his Spatial Sight on numerous people and realized that no one seemed to have sensed it, only then had he fully unleashed it.

But here? Dr. Kirchoff had already told him about the presence of a person who could sense him.

What if they also used Spatial Sight? What if his Spatial Sight clashed with theirs? Would they know of his presence then?

Eryndor considered these things and decided not to use his Spatial Sight unless he was truly too far away from this building or grasped more information on this topic.

It felt as if he was blind when he moved about without his Spatial Sight after using it for months, but there was no other way.

In this foreign land he would have to be cautious at each step he took.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Eryndor continued walking forward, soon stepping upon the main road.

When he was a few meters away from the entrance of the massive building, someone seemed to have recognised him as they walked his way.

Eryndor glanced at the thin man approaching him.

He also had a white robe, but was in much better condition than him. His facial features were alright and his hair was long, they didn't seem to be well kept from the looks of it though.

When he neared him, the thin man spoke with a crooked grin.

"Yo Clarence! You don't seem to be in a good shape, could your armor have been damaged?

"How about selling it to me for twenty spirit coins?"

So my name here is Clarence huh.

I also don't know about the value of currency here, just so much to do.

Eryndor was about to reject the man when he suddenly thought of something and used his Cognitive Scrying without letting his Spatial Sight activate.

This is better.