Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

"How am I supposed to use my mutation without bringing it out?"

Lizzie turned into nothing but a blur as she attacked Atlan from the front. Atlan quickly put up his two arms as a guard on his entire torso, which successfully blocked her claws and only damaged his arms.

But Lizzie didn't take a second longer as she slipped past him and disappeared from his view.

Atlan turned around, but she followed his movements perfectly and stayed behind him, out of sight.

He faked turning around and waited a second for her to run in front of him, but it seemed that she was wise to his tricks too. She pounced on his head and gave him a little tap on his hair, just enough for him to feel a little bit disoriented.

Whichever way he went, she was always one step ahead of him. He couldn't get a grasp on where she was, therefore he was unable to completely dodge away from her attacks.

If she was being completely serious, she could have whittled away at his SoulTime by a large margin.

Instead, she used only a fraction of her power to train him with intensity without compromising his health for the upcoming mission. If Atlan got injured from this training session, then it would be the complete opposite of her original intention. She wanted to train him because she wanted him to survive the trip to the Remedium.

"Ask yourself this question. Is it the mutation that gives you power, or something else?"

"What do you mean?" Atlan asked as he kicked towards the blur to his right. But Lizzie skillfully arced her body so far above what was possible from human anatomy and slipped away from Atlan's kick.

"Do you think that a normal cat could see far above 500 meters away with crystal clear clarity? Do you think their whiskers allow them to sense danger before they even happen? Do you think their tails allow them to defy the laws of physics and change their direction in mid-air?"

Lizzie appeared behind Atlan and gave him a small bite on the neck and kicked him away from her afterward.

Atlan held his neck and thought about her words.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

She's right. The body part that we acquire is completely different from the body part of the original species. They have different capabilities, with the mutation becoming so much more powerful than what was possible.

"So ask yourself this question. Is the body part giving you that power, or something else?"

Atlan felt like he was slowly unraveling the secrets of a mutation. If what she said was right, then mutations were so much more than an alien body part spliced into a human body. They were more like LifeSkills with physical manifestations in reality than simply a strange new limb.

As he was thinking, he saw a blur in the corner of his eye and immediately ducked down. He was able to dodge away from her claws for the first time.

But Lizzie simply extended her clawed feet and kicked down towards his head. Atlan raised his hand to defend himself but when her attack hit his palms, he was surprised to feel a tremendous amount of force from her kick.

It was enough to push Atlan a few meters away, with his shoes skidding on the metal flooring below. He looked at his palms and saw three claw marks embedded into the skin.

Lizzie's tail was still swinging behind her as she landed back on the floor.

She used her 'double jump' to accelerate downwards and add more power to her kick!

Even when he could anticipate her moves, he was still unable to catch even a thread of her battle suit.

If I could use my Mage LifeSkill, I could trap her in the black web within just one second.

Then, it hit him. His train of thought led him to think about Mages and their LifeSkill.

Back in the Remedium Training Hall, he saw Mages wielding strange wooden wands instead of metal weapons like the other Saviors. He thought that those wands were a standard weapon for Mages, but then, his experience in the Masamune Heat Wave mission allowed him to fight alongside three 6th-stage Student Mages.

They didn't use wands. Instead, they uttered different sets of phrases before their magical spells were manifested in reality.

If he were to ask Lizzie's question with regards to Mages, then…

Are the wands the one filled with LifeSkill power or is it the person? Are the chants the ones filled with power?

The answer to his questions was a resounding no. It wasn't the wand, nor was it the chanting—it was the Mage.

If a Mage didn't have a wand and didn't chant their spell, then they could still create a magical power. It would take a lot more time to create it, but they would still be able to create it nonetheless. But if a normal person were to use the wand and chant some spells, they would never be able to manifest a magical power no matter how much time they put into it.

If Atlan were to equate that to Lizzie's mutations, then the wand/chanting was her cat ears, the ability to hear everything around a 500-meter radius was the spell.

This meant that even without her cat ears, she could still hear everything within 500 meters, but it would only be a little bit harder to do.

Atlan stopped and stood up straight. "The mutation is only the facilitator of power."

Lizzie stopped in her tracks and smiled once she heard Atlan's realization. "That is right, Atlan. I am proud of you for getting that concept so fast. The mutations in your body only help you achieve the hidden power in your bloodline!

You can get more power from your mutation, you just haven't pushed it far enough. It is a matter of persistence. You have to push and push, and if that still isn't enough, then you push even harder.

At some point, your mutation will respond. It will give you more power, allowing you to control its capabilities without having to manifest it in reality.

The best part about this is that it won't get tired. You can use that power for as long as you like because it is not manifested in reality."