The wierd unreadable language written on the platform below the snake sculpture produced a strange alluring attraction to Allen which he couldn't resist but to investigate and check, fortunately his eyes were extremely stern which indicated his level head.

He suddenly felt that something was very unusual with the way the stone snake was staring at him, there was a eerie feeling making him uncomfortable and apprehensive about his approach, but there was a sixth sense which kept nudging him to keep going and explore.

Allen couldn't thought for much as something seems to move his body and he unknowingly touched the strange words and..!

*Hisss!!! *

Loud hissing sound wave similar to that of a ferocious prefatory serpent struck Allen head first and he was stunned and his body stopped moving.

Allen eyes widen in bewilderment and shock as the third basement floor and ceiling began to shake vigorously, Allen's body remain stunned but his head started to feel heavy as he started gasped signifying his difficulties in breathing.

Strange muffled sounds as if an oracle were relayed in his sea of consciousness but he couldn't make any sense of it. Allen was thinking about how to get out of this predicament as he heard a long remorseful sigh in his ears as if someone just standing besides him, and Allen's heart skipped a beat he wanted to turn but his body refused to move!

The circled triangle inside his sea of consciousness which was constructed by the balance of battle aura, chakkar and soul force was stirred frantically and it produced an unusually circumstance. The tiny undetectable colorless force which was never noticed by Allen erupted like a volcano and swirled inside like a snake trying to slither it's way through a tiny hole.

"ombhurbhuvatsuatasttyaumbranyam!"

Words! which Allen couldn't understand reverberated in his mind. Feelings, foreign to him were flashing trying to overwhelm his psyche. Desires, He has never felt before were sprouting in his heart.

All this was happening in an extremely small frame of time as Allen couldn't even make any sense and his mind and spirit was overwhelmed. The ominous words on the sculpture were strangely flashing in an phantom glow and slowly evaporated in the air like fireflies channelling and initiating some sort of mechanism.

Through all this strange phenomenon the only thing Allen could think about currently, is his head which was spinning producing intense pain, and he felt something squeezing out of him as the blood boiled in his body bulging his veins threatening to melt him, the blue pale lines circulating chakkar in a systematic path inside his body were thinning rapidly and his sea of consciousness was raging as if his soul force was leaving his body.

'This feels like a deja vu! Am I dying again?' Allen thought as his connection with all his emotion, feeling and sensation was slowly severing. The headache reminded him of his first and most wierd death, and the soul force leaving his body slowly was also similar to when he died last time. He died in the shinobi life pretty instantly without feeling much, if not then the chakkar thinning would also be added to the mix.

The three forces were being drained out of Allen's body as well as his self consciousness about his body and the sensation, he was awake but he couldn't feel anything. Just like a statue paralyzed from the overdrive, even his pain subsided.

Allen felt like he was being stared by a ferocious beast maliciously as he looked up by moving his eyes in his optical lobe, his eyes were the only thing still under his control, and Allen matched his eyes with that of the stone snake, the eyes of the snake were ominously opened to reveal a vertically slit strangely glowing ambers.

Looking at those eyes, Allen weirdly enough felt no fear and trepidation. Allen definitely thought it was scary, unusual, dangerous, shuddering but he felt no fear, only cold indifference. Maybe so many deaths have altered his understanding of death itself and fear, or maybe he was in a hallucinating state unable to process the information and understand his predicament, whatever maybe the case.

Allen stared at the Snake and the snake did the same. Allen wasn't feeling fear but he was vigorously cussing himself for his stupidity, but he cannot be blamed. Uncountable Researchers have visited this place throughout the year carrying out numerous experiment and testing, there is no way they didn't touch and study each and every nook and cranny of this place there definitely is no way they didn't touch the most attention snatching sculpture so, he wasn't very cautious either.

*buzzzz*

Suddenly something glowed downward so, Allen looked with his eyes and noticed as glowing orb was emitting from his hands which were touching the sculpture as the initial words were completely erased from there.

Although Allen's ability to sense was impaired, he felt that the glowing orb which was moon white in color was the cumulation of his own body's three forces.

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'What is this? This stability and equilibrium, it is absolutely perfect. If it is what I think it is, then my combination of three forces are extremely rubbish before this! Maybe I try can understand and learn from it?' Allen was immediately mesmerized as he wanted to touch and observe the orb but sadly his body refused to move and in frustration he could only reluctantly look.

*Drrrrrr*

The vibration of the room increased as the orb was absorbed from Allen's hand and channel straight into the sculpture and caused the snake to move!

The snake looked at Allen with its ferocious eye moving towards him as Allen stood still staring at the monstrosity with regret for his upcoming death, and after being just a few centimeters away, it's mouth opened.

Dust and stones collected on the surface of its mouth throughout the seclusion was chipping down as it slowly parted it's stony lips and showed vicious pearl teeth which slowly cracked open.

Looking at the scene, Allen gulped. It was truly a horrifying scene but he still was feeling paralyzed as if his body lost all strength.

The snake opened its mouth partially and a slitted tongue rolled out but Allen being in an apathetic state saw something unusual which a dying man wouldn't notice normally.

The tongue rolled out but there was something present there, but Allen couldn't see probably due to his lower eye level before the statue's.

He didn't have to guess much about the content as the tongue appeared before him and it rolled just below his jaw as he saw the item.

It was an old dusty leather book!

Allen looked at the cover but he couldn't read the name much like the foreign odd language before which got him in this situation, but he was focused on the strange power he felt hidden inside it.

Felt? Allen's eyes widen as he realized his control over the body is returning, feeling his own blood pumping through his heart like a dam being opened. Allen jumped back and it was a good thing he did, because the strange snake sculpture was demolished as it deteriorated into fine sand smacked and smashed on the floor.

"*Huff* What the hell?" Allen shouted as droplets of sweat poured from his head as he gulped in thrist, all the accumulation of his previously unfelt fear and tension erupted overwhelming his mind, he shuddered uncontrollably as his teeth chattered, 'Calm down Allen! Calm down! Its over nothing to worry about-oh my powers!'

Allen didn't have much of a chance to think about his feelings as worry fraught him about his battle Aura, Chakkar and Soul force, he checked the sea of consciousness as he observed the circled triangle was still there just a bit dim.

"Was that a hallucinations or something?" Allen tried to gauge himself and also search for the source of that white orb but he found nothing.

Left with no answer, Allen turned his attention again to the previous statue which is just sand and observed the black leather book. He didn't hesitate to immediately go over and take it.

What was there to hesitate about? He already had a near death experience and it was the only valuable thing he got.

"This book? It should be important, maybe this is my chance to get an amazing cultivation left by a random supreme magus and climb the ladder to greatness!" Allen tried to amuse himself with a bit of humor but his hands holding the book was still shaking, death no matter if he been through it three times or not is still very scary! His feelings and sensation returning to him also comes with a price but Allen would rather have this than his previous unfeeling self.

Allen tried to calm himself down as he looked around the room, everything was same as before except for the statue which is broken now. It is quite surprising as to how amazingly endurable the construction is that even such a commotion couldn't destroy it, it's a testament to the skills of the magi.

"The power of magi huh? maybe this is an Inheritance or something." Allen thought about this setting which had a passing like feel but the lack of any grounds of testing of aptitude and ability is rather dull. Allen drived the unnecessary thoughts away as he opened the book and looked at it, the language was obviously unreadable but the feeling of mystical power still permeated in fact it was much more violent than the cover.

The Aryana Continent was very large and humans only occupied a part of it. The rest of the uncharted territory were comprised mostly of desolate plains, forests or mountain ranges. But the many culture and history books previous Allen had browsed through had maps of the continent that were mostly similar to each other. Learning about geography was one of his subjects back at home and he just continued to mildly read about it in passing.

It is said that these maps were left over from the age of magic and had been mapped by the magi during their travels around the continent.

The language used on the continent was known as the common bhasha language. All people on the continent spoke that language and with few alternative dialects which were developed along the way. The script resembled alphabets and were comprised of 36 characters which could be formed into words by putting two or three characters into a cursive and attractive shape. In the books, it was said that this language had been developed by the magi specially for the humans' use. The magi also knew several other languages of other races including that of the ancient fairies, dragons, gremlins as well as some other tongues that contained mysterious magical power especially their own Barlyon language.

"Ahh!" Allen close the book in a snap as his brows furrowed and he started to rub his head with his eyes tearing. Allen felt intense headache as he tried to read and understand the text. Although Allen couldn't read it, he felt that he could understanding something, maybe an intent or something but he couldn't bear to look for more than a few glances.

"Damn it! I almost got nerfed and for want? Even with my superior soul force I cannot bear this spiritual burden, how much years do I have to cultivate in order to read this damn book?" Allen sighed in depression, he has no idea what this book is but it must be pretty amazing. Even so, what the use when he can't use it. what Allen didn't knew was that only a person like him would face this problem because people with low spiritual force won't be able to pry open the secrets of this book. To them each and every word is just diagram and symbols.

Allen calmed himself and rested in a corner to rest and stashed the book in his clothes just close to his chest and begin to cultivate and complete the cycle, he has extended his limits to a total of nine cycle out of the sixteen in this one month.