“Your task here is done,” Ancestor Origin approached the house several meters away from the dome and spoke. His eyes were glued to the building, like a hawk watching a small rat. Yet this was no rat, for within Ancestor Origin’s eyes was a light of cautiousness that a predator wouldn’t have towards a weak prey.
“I didn’t come here because of you,” a calm voice came from within the building, and a tall, dark man with handsome features walked out. Held between his lips was thin stick of wood. He wore a long, black robe that hid his entire frame and any weapons with it. And as he walked towards Ancestor Origin, he didn’t display any anxiety or nervousness that should have been born from being in the stronghold of a rival race. This man was an Ancient, and he was someone close to Mane. He was Dan!
“I am giving you the chance to leave. Do not bring ruin upon yourself by staying longer than you should.” Ancestor Ori
Beyond the open gate was a large giant dressed entirely in golden armor; wielding a golden spear. His eyes blazed like fiery bronze furnaces, and his feet burned with the fire of Hades. From him Mane could feel a pressure of invincibility and absolute power that he hadn’t felt from any of the Ancestors outside; not even Ancestor Origin. This giant was clad in an aura of invincibility and power so great that the space around him constantly twisted into black holes before restoring itself speedily. It was almost as if reality was going out of its way to ascertain that such power didn’t belong to the realms of the known. This giant was grand, but Mane knew he wasn’t the one he sought. For the air around him was not that of a Scholar. Mane sought those who watched the world from the shadows, hidden from the eyes of this World’s Will – and any other will for that matter.“I seek the Watchers,” Mane reiterated, his eyes glued to the path be
Half a year ago Mane had broken into the 9th Stage of the Heaven Realm. It took him about two weeks to consolidate his power at that stage and in less than a week, he was at the peak of the Heaven Realm. By his standards, this was a slow progression. However, when one took a look at his skills, they would understand just why it had taken someone like Mane so long to reach the peak of the Heaven Realm. For every one of his skills was at the Mastery Realm!As if that wasn’t enough, Mane hadn’t neglected any of his elements either. Not only did he take his training with the Elemental Triplets seriously, he didn’t abandon any of his focus on the elements for which he didn’t really have a tutor. And he had been rewarded handsomely for his efforts. For now, all his elements – even Wind which he had a meagre understanding of in the beginning – had reached the Mastery Level of Proficiency!And that wasn’t all. Not only did h
Mane didn’t know how long he had been here. Maybe it had been hours, days, or even weeks. Just like it was when he was walking here, he had no idea how much time had elapsed; it wasn’t like it mattered much. His Spirit kept refining Chaos at a breathtaking speed. For it had been so starved of its nourishment for such a long time that it was easily digesting what many couldn’t. Soon, Mane’s aura was at the peak of the High Spiritualist Level. It was only after a few hours of consolidating his strength at that stage, that Mane finally opened his eyes.The first thing he did was to exhale a breath of air. The gust of wind that escaped his mouth was as white as mist, and full of power. Mane had so thoroughly baptized his spirit with Chaos that even his breath was infused with it. The small gust of wind flew across the horizon, travelling at speed comparable to a comet as it whizzed past several planets in orbit and finally crashed into a stray meteor, bori
“Activate Basileus,” Mane commanded his powers, and the Glow that had remained inactive for so long was finally reawakened. Although Mane had used it only a couple of times, as he bathed in its augmentation, he felt complete. He felt whole.Along with the activation of Basileus came an encyclopedia of knowledge concerning Leases and powers that Mane eagerly embraced. Before he was using Basileus as a boy without any true energy. Now he was using it as a peak Heaven Realmer with his eyes firmly set on the realm of Nobles.Mane’s eyes shone like a pair of bright stars, eclipsing the brilliance of the constellations that were several millions of light years away. Mane rallied the energy within his body, pushing his powers to their limits as he prepared to, for once, fight with all his abilities as one. He was going to show the true might of a Tetra Wielder.But first there was something he wanted to do. Something that he had missed dearly in the C
*Bang**Bang**Bang*As Mane’s dragon soared through the sky, it made it its sole purpose to cause as much harm to the Winged Serpent as possible. The fiery dragon was like a vacuum of fire, breaking apart the scales and skin of the Winged Serpent; causing the creature born of the flames of a dragon to scream in pain and terror each time. However, the Winged Serpent wasn’t going down without a fight. After the first few clashes it understood that the apparition it was facing wasn’t nearly as dangerous as the true dragons it had encountered before. And it was emboldened by it. It weathered the storm of attacks that came its way whilst delivering powerful counters of its own.Unfortunately, it was facing a fiery contraption, and its attacks were merely fuel to the greedy Chaotic sentiments that devoured its Edict whole and refined it for its use. The fiery dragon crushed into the Winged Serpent repeatedly, reducing the formerly majestic an
”There are three Watchers; each with a distinct personality. There is the Watcher who sees, the one who hears and the one who schemes. Pray you never fall victim to the one who schemes.” – The Allfather Odin.There were about 8 light pillars. And each was giving out a strong aura. As if that wasn’t enough, Mane could sense from the auras of those in the pillars that not only were they powerful, they were of different races.“The Watchers,” Mane gritted his teeth in rage. He had asked for a favor, but what he received was no favor.How was this them doing him a favor? The accumulated Chaos had been used up, and there was no need to fight any further. He could finally break into the Nobility Realm. But he had underestimated the Watchers. How could they grant him so many favors for free? The first beast Mane faced, the Winged Serpent, was his payment for asking for a favor in the first place. As for these eight, they wer
The most dangerous opponents on a battlefield weren’t mindless beasts or combat freaks. There were actually two groups of people to fear. The second most fearsome bunch a person could come into contact with were those who could think and reason; those who could analyse their opponent’s strength and understood their own weaknesses. These people were the second most dangerous opponents one could face. And that was what Mane was dealing with now. As for the first, we’d get to that in a bit. For now we refocus our attentions on the young Supreme.“Augendae: Spirit Scan” Mane muttered, and proceeded to check out his enemies.“So we only have to kill him?” the first of the seven was a being as tall as two Celestials put together. He was about 4 to 5 meters in height, and had arms and legs are thick as tree trunks. He was bald, with two horns protruding from both sides of his cheeks. His eyes were devilish grey, and in his neck was a
In a fight, the person who struck first was always the person at a risk. Although striking first handed you the momentum, it was still risky for it could so easily be used against you – your enthusiasm. But when a person was hit first and countered spectacularly, all the momentum swung back in his or her favor. And when such a person struck, there was a mental shackle that prevented the others that remained from fully accessing their power. This scenario perfectly embodied such a situation. The Mini Giant struck first and failed. And not only had he failed, he had failed so spectacularly that the others were unsure of what to do. And Mane wasn’t going to give them time to. He had the momentum now, and his blood that boiled in rage and chaos was eager to see the blood of others spilled.Mane made the first move. Bending his knees, he gathered power into his legs and pushed forwards, leaving a huge hole on the floor of the platform.*Boom*Mane streake