Chrysalis Chapter 1754 - Dancing in the Ruins of What Was

Previously on Chrysalis...
Anthony bids farewell to his companions, dispatching Tiny and Invidia to reinforce a distant fortress against Krath incursions while firmly ordering the reluctant Crinis to fulfill her assigned duties elsewhere. He traverses the restored tunnels of the fifth stratum, thrilled by the bio-mana infused organic environment and its array of weak, cell-like monsters that pose little threat. After a swift journey aided by Colony engineers' express paths, he arrives at the territory's edge and ventures into the reviled infected slime, braving the corrosive toxins with his resilient diamond eyes intact. To his surprise, stray corrupted mana infiltrating his body is swiftly drawn into his Pure Core and utterly annihilated.

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A Pure Core absorbs corruption and expels it as smoke—that's the fundamental idea behind it, yet I was clueless about just how potent it would turn out. That's why I left it unmutated so far, aiming to gauge its standard effectiveness. Should it prove useless, mutating it might not be worthwhile; redirecting it elsewhere could have been wiser.

Yet, it appears that's not the situation.

With careful and strict mental discipline, I ease my hold on the mana seeping into my carapace, letting it circulate a touch more smoothly. As the influx of corrupted mana rises in small steps, I keep a close watch on the Pure Core. Should it overheat and fail like the Everflowing Well, I'd prefer early warning. It would turn disastrous for me to have a massive load of corruption lingering inside during a battle or similar crisis.

Still, the core simply persists without issue. It draws in the tainted energy and utterly annihilates it. Regarding its capacity... impressive enough. By slowly ramping up the exposure level, I quickly pinpoint the Pure Core's boundary. Frankly, it exceeds my expectations—a solid volume for an untouched organ.

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This change substantially alters how I allocate my mental resources. With fewer mind constructs focused on hunting corruption remnants within me, I can redirect them to everyday spells and mana control. Overall, the Pure Core has liberated about ten percent of my mind constructs, which is utterly remarkable.

Tracking those elusive bits of corrupted mana drains far more energy and effort than I'd like to confess. Easing that burden lifts a heavy load from my thoughts.

Delighting in the newfound simplicity of handling the fifth's corrupting mana, I start strolling casually around, snapping my mandibles in joy as I roam freely without dread. Ah, a pool of sinister slime! Ha! I mock the sinister slime outright! Watch me jab it with a leg! Oh dear, corruption's infiltrating my leg! And... poof, it's vanished.

Gweheheheheheh!

I'm curious how the core will perform once evolved to +15? With the Biomass already at hand, I choose to proceed with the upgrade right here, not venturing too distant from the safe area.

True to form, numerous upgrade choices appear, but my focus is solely on enhancing its primary role presently. Boost its mana purification ability!

Thus, I obtain the Concentrated Pure Core +15.

Confirm that!

Luckily, no ants linger near this edge to witness my undignified thrashing. The core mutation is compact and far less irritating than changes to my carapace, muscles, or eyes, yet it's smack in my abdomen! Horrid!

After the evolution finishes, I approach the slime pool once more and plunge my leg in, vigilantly tracking the corruption's path into my body.

Just like earlier, the Pure Core absorbs it then swiftly eradicates it. From the destruction pace, it seems enhanced by around thirty percent? Excellent.

The slugs remain blissfully unaware of the doom heading their way. Reduced concern over the fifth's tainted mana lets me battle them far more smoothly than previously. This will be amazing!

My spirits soar so high that I bounce around like a tiny ant a mere fraction of my bulk. Leaping about carefree across the area.

Toxic fungal growth? Pfft, irrelevant! Vivid mucus oozing from above and splattering on me? No issue at all!

A sluggish river of muck crawling down the tunnel's center? Perhaps I'll test it with a leg, check the vibe! Sure!

Ah, it's intensely corrosive, that's the catch. Ouch!

Shaking my leg lightly, I opt to tone down my recklessness a tad. Being more secure now doesn't make me invincible. I should continue paying due caution to the fifth.

Nevertheless, suppressing that buoyant skip in my stride proves challenging as I delve further into the passage.