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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 22 – Reason And Solution

    Zax repressed the aching in his heart. “Why was there was a sudden clash of dark attribute and fiery attribute fluctuations, Senior Ariel?”

    He thought about it since he placed his palm on Anet’s abdomen and discovered the fluctuations. First idea he discarded was the association to the disparity in cultivation level between him and Anet.

    The best example to show it was not the cause was Yimin, the son of Yurnal and Savir. One of his parents is a bodily cultivator equal to fourth level Martial Mortals and the other was an E level Earth’s Core Holder when Zax first met her, which was after she gave birth. Furthermore, Yurnal was a beast and Savir a human.

    In the process of making this deduction, Zax also considered the possibility that perhaps for couples with a big difference in cultivation levels there is an uniquely method to procreate, but he refuted this idea as well. If there was, he was sure that he would have been told in advance by any of his seniors. After all, his high cultivation level did not indicate that he also surpassed them in experience and knowledge of other fields.

    “I’m afraid I can only guess…” Ariel’s answer surprised Zax, who expected an assertive response.

    “Leave me to care for the lass”. Trey offered, so the two could discuss without worry.

    Ariel pulled Zax several meters away, while Trey produced some crystal tubes with herbal aroma. Three of the liquids inside the four crystal tubes had a constant color and the fourth seemed like a mixture of all every color of the rainbow.

    Zax witnessed as Trey dripped one liquid to Anet’s nostrils, another to her mouth, the third rubbed on her forehead and the fourth, after slight hesitation, on her abdomen. Only when he saw her help Anet absorb and digest those liquids, did he shift his gaze to Ariel.

    “Zax, do you know that Immortal can have children with mortals?” Ariel said as a matter of fact, more than a question for Zax to answer. “I learned this during my service in the Blessed Army; but they can’t achieve this in the conventional way. Immortals are beings who converted part of themselves to one of the seven elements. Right after Evolutionary Ascension, the heart of a cultivator who successfully attained the rank of Heavenly Immortal, is the first organ to wholly become of elemental energy physique. What after, other than the names of the subsequent ranks, I’m not sure nor is it crucial for this current predicament”.

    The situation was saddening, but no longer urgent. Additionally, the two were conversing at peak perception speed. For this reason, although Ariel preferred to not frustrate Zax with lengthy chatter, he chose to avoid impetuously cutting to the chase.

    “Because they are not anymore beings of mortal blood and flesh, Immortals have to impose on themselves restrictions, so their mortal partners would be able to jointly support the conception of new life”.

    “I’m a Mortal but also a being of dark attribute…” Zax caught on to the subtext in what Ariel was saying.

    “And the latter part of your sentence is what I suspect to be the cause of the outburst in attribute fluctuations”. Ariel stated. “You gave your wife the Four Wings Stork’s Pure Core. The fiery attribute she inherited from it is probably why she managed to sustain despite the potency of the dark attribute fluctuations. Both of you have might have lost, but, nevertheless, are still to be counted as lucky”.

    “What now, then? Should I head to Logan, ask how I should have relations with my wife?” Zax’s tone had a hint of bitter venom he wanted to spew on this miserable world.

    “Are you vexed by the possibility that he will coerce you to make use of the oath he had given to you?” Ariel assumed. “There is a very easy method to dissuade him from trying…”

    Zax nodded, thinking about the same thing. He looked at Anet and surveyed her condition.

    ‘It would take at least a day for her to wake up…’ He returned to Ariel. “Our families are at my parents’ home. Please bring Anet there, Senior Ariel. I’ll go to the Blessed Army’s First Base. If Logan will confirm the attribute physique hypothesis and be willing to help, I’ll return to my wife’s side. However, if neither he nor anyone else in the five powers could offer help, I’ll seek it via the Galactic Communicator!”

    No letting Ariel to persuade otherwise, Zax swiftly departed.

    ‘I need to meet you. Fly in a straight course toward the pathway to New Earth in Selivereb’. Zax sent General Logan.

    Short time later, a shooting star like figure left a brilliant trail as it sliced past the evening sky.

    Zax’s eyes recognized General Logan, despite the glare of his aura, even before he perceived the fifth level Martial Mortal’s fluctuations.

    “Your call sounded like a summon”. Above the scarce patches of grayish clouds, General Logan floated, arms crossed and a disgruntled gaze.

    “I have something pressing to discuss with you”. Zax said as an excuse.

    General Logan remained unsatisfied, but did not complain. Next time, though, he might come at his own leisure or not at all.

    “It’s about my wife…” Zax opened and narrated everything that happened.

    “You have an attribute physique. Unless your wife reaches to the third Martial Moral level, she won’t be able to bear your children. If you were Immortal, than you would have needed to execute a certain technique to impregnate your mortal partner”.

    ‘The third Martial Mortal level…’ Zax felt conflicted. With the resource given to him by General Logan it will not be a problem to help Anet advance to this level. Moreover, her Pure Core belonged to an Overlord Deformed Being, as long as she dedicated herself to trying, she was bound to, at the very least, reach the fourth Martial Mortal level. ‘But how much time would she need?’ Was the issue.

    “What about a technique for those in the Mortal Enlightenment state and their mortal partner?”

    General Logan shook his head. “If there is, I’m unfamiliar with it”.

    “Is there a way for you to check?” Zax insisted.

    General Logan frowned. “Aren’t you asking a bit too much? Just couple of days ago I gave you a Star Scavenger, in addition to all sort of resources and a coast city. Know when you are crossing the line!”

    Zax is perhaps stronger, but General Logan knew that he will not instigate a fight for fearing of complete fallout with both him and Horn Kikon. Besides, even if this was not the case, he would not have let Zax trample on him whenever he wanted something.

    “I owe you nothing anymore; therefore, you can either use the oath I gave you or enlist”. General Logan suggested. “Not to the Blessed Army or Violet Scaled Troops, be willing to join the Voltic Star, under the Immortal Violet Star Commander, then you’ll be entitled for my assistance”.

    Zax fell silenced. Briefly he allowed himself to evaluate the pros and cons of succumbing to not just General Logan’s offer, but even more so to Archbishop Silternjan’s. Fact is, it definitely was more worth it than otherwise, that is, until he added to the equation the Legacy Of The One’s Path. Whether he could hide it from a Mythical Immortal when he had yet to meet the criteria to actually cultivate it could result in different outcomes for him and this earth and its aboriginals and there was still more…

    Then said – by Gogenta – “mightiest legacy, the unparalleled mist refinement technique”, could be far more than a great attraction to whichever Immortal Powerhouse, behind the five powers, Zax may decide to serve. Unearthing this long time not seen technique can also resurface Gegenta’s name and if the Immortal Powerhouse of the five powers have any indication into who he was, they might stop considering the consequence and make haste to ransack this planet.

    Zax sighed inwardly. “You are right. I can’t intimidate you to help me. I’ll go communicate with the other four leaders of you, five powers, and if they, too, will refuse, than my last remaining option would be seeking help from outer space, through the Galactic Communicator”.

    General Logan’s pupils contracted upon the mentioning of the Galactic Communicator and the manner in which Zax replace an intimidation with an underhanded threat.

    Communicating with the Galactic Communicator will provide both parties the coordinates to each other’s location!

    “You struck an agreement with us! Do you not care what will happen if you’ll break it?! At that time, none of us will be able to postpone the decent our Immortal legions! You and your people would be subjected to one of two approaches. The one in which you have not made anything to infuriate esteemed Mythical Immortals and another in which you stupidly did!” General Logan warned quiet emotionally. Should it be the latter approach, then not even he would come out unscratched, much less rewarded as originally promised.

    What concerned General Logan even more was that if the other leaders of the five powers could not help him, he would really dare to contact outside help.

    “Give me several days”. General Logan said, composed and mindful that his compliance makes the Galactic Communicator a tool for future extortions. Nevertheless, it was a small price for him and the other four to pay until their assignment will come to fruition and one party among the three would be rewarded.

    “I’ll be waiting for the good news”. Saying nothing about General Logan’s change of mind, Zax turned leave. In this interaction he may have gotten the former to help him, but in the process he nurtured that seed of animosity already sowed between him and the five powers.

    A flock of thirty thousand voracious Bone Draining Finchs spotted, from the top of the trees atop they nestled, a figure donning shining dark blue armor, flying right where their turf was.

    They were a cunning group of one scale Deformed Beings. Cowards on their own, they did not dare to mess with other, inferior one scale Deformed Beings, but together, as tens of thousands, they had the nerve to even antagonize some juvenile three scales Deformed Beings.

    Screeching cries rang in the air with a sound akin to bones scrapping as all the Bone Draining Finchs sprang into motion after the intruding figure.


    A loud “Humph” reverberated and before the Bone Draining Finch at the forefront flew a hundred meters high, it, and all the rest Bone Draining Finchs fell from the sky with lifeless eyes.

    If it was any other time, there was a good chance he would have spared the dumb birds. It was his purposely suppressed aura that led the Bone Draining Finchs to assume he was easy prey. Right now, though, General Logan was in a terrible mood.

    In the distance was a city of his Blessed Army called “Sonertone” and in it was a skyscraper that surpassed all structures in the vicinity.

    General Logan flew directly to the top floor of the skyscraper and entered through the opened airstrip.

    An elderly bald and bearded man was currently appreciating a certain artwork depicting two people, a man and a woman in leather armor of some sort confronting a creature of scales, fur, four limbs, long tail and a head with three scales.

    General Logan waited patiently for the old man to finish his indulging in the painting.

    “You wanted to meet, under the radar…” Sheldon hoarse voice calmly said.

    “Yes. Not even Kikon can know about it”. General Logan said grimly. “A month, nothing more. If you can agree, get your esteemed Senior to act in conjunction with the Violet Star Commander at the appointed time of the Immortals decent”.

    “A month in exchange to the single favor Senior Ohar promised me…” Sheldon pondered. “What if your Violet Star Commander will fail to obtain the Godly Law Template? I will end up spending my capital for nothing”. Before General Logan could retort he proceeded. “Forty five days, not a second short”.

    There was no room to bargaining. General Logan calculated pros and cons of his decision and weighed his determination; much like Zax did earlier today.


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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 23 – Moving On

    With the secret alliance being made, General Logan repressed his reservation. “I need something else from you”. He told Sheldon.

    “We are partners”, Sheldon looked at him with a friendly smile. “If it’s within my power and with reasonable effort, then do ask”.

    “I need to communicate with someone on the outside using your Galactic Communicator”.

    For a fraction of a second the gaze in Sheldon eyes turned thoughtful before again showing calm. “Very well”.

    The lack of questions indicated another, silent agreement.

    When he returned to his parents’ home, Zax was relieved to know that Ariel already explained to his and Anet’s parents the situation.

    Anet was resting upon his arrival and their parents and Liz were too awestruck by getting to meet Ariel that it was hard to decipher whether they understood his explanation. Perhaps they decided to not mention the miscarriage, before the young couple would open up the subject themselves, and were just happy to know that Anet is fine. Either way, Zax was reluctant to accept consolations and preferred the atmosphere to stay concentrated on Ariel.

    “Zax…” Anet voice was dry. Her eyes opened after her mouth as she gradually woke up, still somewhat weak.

    She was lying on Liz’s bed and Zax sat on a chair by her side, alone with her in the room after asking Don to leave.

    His vision focused on his face but quickly became blurry by tears. She felt the condition of her body and did not need others to tell her what happen, only why, but for the moment it did not matter.

    She covered her eyes with the back of her hand, as the other was placed on her stomach, and she voicelessly cried.

    Her grief mirrored powerlessness and loss he only remembered her ever showing him three times.

    First was when they were children, after the ordeal at the Young Mist Users Conference, where they had been confronted by Martinez family’s young and old. It was a borderline traumatic experience for Zax and his pals and at the time he thought Anet ran and left them. It was only later, when they were invited to Fourchettes Et Couteaux, that they had a teary reconciliation.

    Second occurrence was couple of years later. Zax returned from his training in Valgarel and sought his old friends. Anet was the first he met, and the events that arose by this reunion spelled the disastrous fall from grace of the Derneldar Family.

    Third was, again, years later. Zax was assumed dead. His friends and family were devastated, but Anet… her heart was emotionally full of cracks as if something heavy struck it, constantly on the verge of shattering, until it did. Luckily he returned right on time to amend it, otherwise she would have suffered an irreversible damage.

    And now… was the fourth.

    No one interrupted the two in the days they spent shut in Liz’s room.

    For those two nights and two days Anet had not said a thing after calling by his name when he first woke up and Zax, as he contemplated over the reason of this meaningless tragedy, he slowly recuperated from the emotional upheaval, ultimately being left with only a measure of sadness and a strong resolution to… “Never again!”

    Time heals all wounds, and atop it paved the road to progress.

    “Niel! Niel, wait! Stop running, you little pipsqueak! How can such a shorty be so fast?”

    On the bustling streets beneath the blue sky, two boys were rushing for a certain destination and one was more restless to arrive than the other.

    Unbeknownst to the young lads, several tens of meters behind them a rather unassuming young was trailing their steps, while perfectly blending in the metropolitan environment.

    “Passing through! Passing through!” The lad named Niel shouted as he squeezed through the dense crowed of humans and beasts in either humanoid or human forms.

    “Excuse me, pardon, err… sorry!” The slightly older lad chasing apologized for both him and Niel.

    The pair ran in a straight line for about three hundred meters, toward a fenced, open field with tight security all over.

    Everyone who came made sure to stop three to five meters before the fence, but when the two lads showed up they did not even pay the tiniest attention to those scary looking, black uniformed security guards and brazenly entered what clearly was a restricted location.

    Not just the two boys, but the young man who followed them also entered, albeit, he was a tad more discreet, without anyone of the outside spectators noticing, helping those helpless security guards to save some face.

    There was a one storey building in the field and fifty meters from it was a marked landing spot.

    The single entrance door to the building opened and a figure of a red headed middle aged woman walked out.

    Seeing the short haired woman from afar, before she could make up a word or an expression in response to the unbridle advent of the pair, Niel opened his mouth and loudly declared.

    “A promise is a promise!”

    His voice resonated as suddenly an imposing streak flashed across his childish countenance. With the sound of the wind howling a black aura burst from the tiny pores of Niel’s small frame, along with both dark attribute and Beginner phase first level Core Master fluctuations.

    “See that, grandma Don!” Niel laughed triumphantly.

    An odd look momentarily manifested on Don’s face – yes, the same Don who once was the school principal of Eden Formation. Her jaw muscles bulged as she clenched her teeth; otherwise she feared her chin would drop.

    “I’m so strong now, grandma Don! Big brother Jingrow could not keep up with me when we retrained our cultivation base!”

    “Niel, you brat! Do you really think I would not have caught you if there weren’t so many people in the way?!” Jingrow snapped.

    “Yes I do!” Niel stuck out his tongue, naturally, after getting behind Don.

    Don rubbed her temples. “Shadow!” She called and before the sound of her voice had faded, the young man who was following Niel and Jingrow had appeared.

    “Don’t blame me, Don Ram”. Shadow said defensively. “What? Was I supposed to undermine the Boss’s word to Niel?”

    Don glared at Shadow, who no longer looked unassuming, but quite the opposite… His pristine black skin and smooth long black hair had a glimmer to them that was hard to define and his facial features could probably lead others to think he was a gorgeous woman, if not for his thin yet tall and muscular frame.

    Taking the chance that Don’s attention was shifted from him, Niel gave Shadow a thumb up.


    A deafening sound rang above their heads; up in the sky it dispersed the clouds and at the other side of the encompassing fence, claps of hands and incoherent cheers ensued.

    “They are approaching!” Don’s tone changed from annoyance to exhilaration. “Get inside”. She urged the three.

    The building was a round, giant room occupied by all sorts of screens and advanced computers. There were at least eighty people inside. Some were sitting in rows behind monitors; others kept watch on an elevated platform and few were congregated on a second platform, in front of a wall size, lifelike projection.

    “That’s… that’s…!” Niel exclaimed without being able to finish the sentence, or properly begin it, as he ran for the viewing platform of the large projection.

    “The Star Scavenger!” Jingrow helped him with eyes just the same, glued to the picture on the wall.

    “And that’s…!” Niel pointed at a small dot he spotted not far from the image of the Star Scavenger.

    “The Boss!” Shadow took charge this time.

    The trio was awfully talkative, in comparison to the twelve people that got before them on the viewing platform. A number of gazes landed on them with different meaning, but eventually, anyone who had something to say, kept it to himself or herself after noting Don’s subtle dismissive nod.

    The Star Scavenger got closer to the ground as its estimate time of full landing narrowed to the span of half a minute.

    Spectators inside the Command Control building and viewers at the other side of the fence were counting the seconds with bated breaths.

    “It landed!” A voice announced through a PA system, for both the people in and out.

    “Yahoo!” Niel excitedly shouted, jumped from the viewing platform and dashed out of the Command Control building.

    First thing that came to view was the amazing Star Scavenger. Niel could not help but wish to someday be accepted as a pilot and head for an outer space expedition.

    Finishing admiring the spacecraft; Niel’s line of sight shifted to the man standing not far from it, the so called “Boss” Shadow mentioned, who supervised its landing.


    “Niel?” Zax raised a brow. “You made it!” His expression bore a resemblance to Don’s and then he felt weird, as if some mighty Immortal or God was playing a joke at him. “A nine years old… Core Master!”

    “Dad, look at me!”

    It was the year 5810.

    Zax was thirty five years old and so was his wife, Anet, yet instead of aged, in contrast to his appearance a decade ago, the only difference was that he gave a more mature, fatherly air.

    Niel spread his arms with a snap and the black, dark attribute Core Master aura erupted around him. “You can’t punish me for running away from home! I succeeded, I’m a Core Master! My training is done! I can go adventuring!” He skipped joyfully.

    Hearing his son’s statements and sensing his aura, Zax was stumped, still fixated on the spectacle before his eyes.

    ‘Three Types Of Children…’ He recalled the division of children with enrollment opportunity to post Core Martial schools. Back in his days, even the kids with the best constitution and natural talent would only be assumed as having the potential to break through to the second realm after a decade of harsh training.

    ‘Jingrow?’ As he saw the boy running out of the Command Center building, Zax remembered how half a year ago, just days short from his twelfth birthday, this nephew of his broke through and became a first level Core Master.

    Back then he was not even a quarter as surprised as he is now. Jingrow’s parents were remarkable experts from whom he inherited an easy start for the cultivation path. The Seed he was born with in his dantian had equal makings to a two scales Deformed Being’s Pure Core. Adding to that all the nurturing he received in terms of resources and guidance, it was not a shocker that he broke through the second realm by the age of twelve and when comparing him to his uncle’s feats when he was at his age, he even fell a little short.

    Niel was different. Due to his father inadequate mist cultivation and perhaps because of the upheavals he had been through for absorbing the first Black Core, for some reason, even though his mother was at the Peak of the Core Master realm, Niel did not inherit a morsel of a Seed.

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 24 – The Wrath Of A Father

    “Come here, Niel”. Zax motioned with his hand.

    Pleased with himself, Niel ran to his father and took his hand. “Remember your promise, dad. I’m ready to go adventuring”.

    He had the brown hair of his father and the blue eyes of his mother, a combination that coupled with his boyish charm made him look so adorable and yet the things he spoke of were of significant consideration to every other expert with the same cultivation level.

    ‘That’s it’. Zax determined the source of his son quick accomplishment upon making contact with him. ‘The obscurity had cleared out now that his cultivation had risen to a sufficient level’.

    Niel’s dantian was void of innate Seed of Qi, but Zax never believed any son of his to be inferior to those Mist Lord’s children, who were the bottom threshold for possessing a Seed. Hence, since birth Zax planned a strict regimen to extract Niel’s hidden latent potential.

    In the process of locating Niel’s forte, Zax encountered minor hints that were like pieces of a grand puzzle, from which he even drew inspiration for the struggles of his own path.

    At the age of nine months, Zax imparted the nucleus of the Seven Stages Of Bodily Refinement to Niel. This decision nearly created an irreparable fracture in his marriage. The main principle of the Seven Stages Of Bodily Refinement is Pain, the second is Destruction and third is Rehabilitation. Anet did not practice in the technique, but she was still versed in it. How could she have allowed her infant son bear such torture? No sane parents would. Then again, no child on and in this planet ever had a parent who attained the Mortal Enlightenment state, or at least something that was very similar to it…

    Zax convinced Anet that he will regulate the output of Pain to a degree that Niel will at most feel the inconvenience of a small stomachache and that, too, for a breath long period of time and it would only be for four to five sessions.

    Already in the first session, to Zax’s absolute astonishment, Niel began to reveal bits of his talent. Unlike his father, he did not have the support of a Black Core to enhance the Seven Stages Of Bodily Refinement and eliminate its Pain principle, but it seemed to not be an issue. The toddler’s level of endurance not only proved to be outstanding, before its limit was challenged he was actually enjoying the discomfort. What really was amazing was that the boy flesh and skin were soft and as durable as any other child at his age.

    Zax could only partially explain this phenomenon by the assumption that his son possesses an exceptional affinity to the Seven Stages Of Bodily Refinement, beyond anyone else who cultivated it.

    From that day forth, Zax assisted Niel in the cultivation of the Seven Stages Of Bodily Refinement, until he developed the frame of mind to practice without help. Nevertheless, the amount of resources he was permitted was stringently rationed. Ultimately, Niel did not have the Black Core’s support, so his cultivation speed was just above average while the main point was that he was unhindered by the Pain principle. Additionally, the initial aim of his father was to find his forte, which could not be done when taking away all the effort…

    At the age of three Niel absorbed his first and last Earth’s Core. Its quality was unimportant since Zax planned to give him a three scales Deformed Being’s Pure Core when the time is right. The purpose of the Earth’s Core was nothing more than another attempt to push out Niel’s potential as a full New Earth’s indigenous, i.e. Gogenta’s special lab rat.

    On the front of the mist aspect, Niel cultivated considerably faster than in the body aspect. That was when Zax made another discovery… a measure of dark attribute energy had been in Niel’s soul since birth and streamed to his dantian, adding to his mist, when he became a D level Earth’s Core Holder. Moreover, the quality of the dark attribute energy was almost immaculate.

    ‘Originally I calculated that it would take two years for Niel to reach the second realm as a Mist User and the fourth gate of the seven stages. Now I understand how he suddenly surpassed my expectations… maybe in four to six months he will also reach the fourth gate’.

    What Zax currently had his attention on was not Niel’s mist energy or body, but soul!

    Of the three aspects, the soul was the pivotal. Cultivating any of the other two to a higher realm than the soul can cause adverse effects.

    Last time Zax check, Niel’s soul had only been at the Mist Master level and his attainments in meditation had only progressed into the Adraak stage.

    ‘I thought that if not a Qi Seed from Anet, than a portion of my dark attribute physique was passed down to him, but from the start, apparently it was the soul!’

    Up until this moment, he never detected something out of the ordinary in Niel’s soul.

    ‘This is my Inner Panorama’.

    It seemed as if it appeared out of nowhere, like an exact model, inside the soul housing Niel’s spirit.

    Inner Panorama supposed to encompass the soul and not the opposite. For Niel’s to have one in his soul was beyond Zax’s comprehension of the aspect and perhaps anyone else on the planet.

    “Uncle Zax, the Star Scavenger is opening!” Jingrow arrived.

    Behind him followed an entourage of those who accommodated the two platforms. They were men and women, humans and beasts, dignified third realm experts and a quota of New Earth’s forces beneath the blue sky.



    They greeted Zax before turning in wait for the entrance at the transformative chassis of the spacecraft to fully form.

    Five people flew out of the Star Scavenger in brown and silver, futuristic looking uniforms; four human males and one female beast in human form.

    Before words could be said between the five and the welcoming party, deafening cheers erupted from beyond the fence.

    Several tens of meters above the Command Control building an image of the Star Scavenger and its five crew members was projected in the sky in a wide range for all to see.

    A blond, middle aged man in a white suit gestured for the crew member at the forefront, a short black haired woman, to talk the initiative and speak for the crowd.

    “Citizens of Rising City, I, Star Captain Emel Eg Sorm and the rest of the Star Scavenger’s crew are grateful for being able to return to your heartfelt welcome, back beneath the blue sky!” Emel spoke soundly with a big smile across her light brown face.

    “In the days to come, after my crew and I will decompress and settle our affairs; we will certainly share with you, everybody, the unusual but mesmerizing full account of the journey we had among the stars!” Her tone was exuberant, but her words carefully selected.

    The face in the projection changed to the blond, middle aged man. “Our brave pioneers will make an official appearance in a Press Conference, which date and time will be disclosed this very evening. Please stay tuned to Rising News channel for further details”.

    The projected was cut and the black uniformed security began dispersing the crowd.

    An armored, bus size vehicle entered the fenced operation grounds.

    “I won’t be joining you”. Zax told the blond middle aged man, pointing with his eyes at Niel.

    “I’ll send the report once it’s compiled. If you’ll have something to add, please do it by daybreak tomorrow, otherwise, we will proceed in accordance with the predetermined procedure”.

    Zax nodded. “Shadow”, his gaze shifted to young man who he knew was younger than he looked.

    They met when Anet was in the second trimester. At the time he was an eight years old orphan leaving in an orphanage in cave eighty eight. He was a little scoundrel, trying to scam unfamiliar visitors at the cave. That is how Zax discovered this black jam, who already back then was referred to by those knowing him as “Shadow”.

    Zax did not want an official apprentice or a Tal, but he was interested in cultivating Shadow and for that ranking division was required. Using a term the boy was versed with due to his unruly short lifestyle, Zax ordered Shadow to call him “Boss”. Of course, gaining the little troublemaker’s trust and recognition was a process in and of itself. However, since the boy did not have parents and Zax could practically get whatever he wanted in Kingdom Earth, it was easy to transfer guardianship and pick whichever method he would like for discipline.

    “Yes, Boss”, Shadow obediently replied. Like Niel, he was a duel cultivator and although Zax was not his Mor nor Master, everyone in Grandmaster Kartion’s cave treated him as part of the Martial family and he himself looked up to Kartius as his Grandmaster.

    “Make sure Jingrow arrives home to your aunt Zetsa. I’ll be taking Niel”.

    “Yes, Boss”. Shadow stared at Jingrow.

    “Goodbye, uncle, Niel”. Jingrow grudgingly surrendered. It was midday and he still wanted to hang out outside. Also, despite his age, he too was a first level Core Master, so there were no dangers for him, especially in the streets of Rising City, but since the order came from his uncle, he did not dare to refuse.

    “Big brother Jing, don’t be grumpy!” Niel waved off. “I’m a Core Master now, too. Soon we will depart for many adventures. Dad promised!”

    “Yeah, uncle promised!” Jingrow shouted back, sharing a sly smile with Niel and ran away before getting scolded.

    “Da-” Niel opened, yet before he could complete the word, a finger touched his glabella and for a brief moment he could not even count, his vision became blurry and the vista changed.

    To not overwhelm or hurt his son by carrying and moving him so fast, he used dark attribute energy to shield his consciousness and body.

    The place they arrived to was a gray, squared room. Sun Stones were embedded to the ceiling, illuminating the chamber. At one half of the room were three meditation mats of different materials situated at one corner, a small and sealed depository of scrolls and books and a large cabinet with three hundred drawers. The entire space of the other half of the room took an imprint of a complex formation.

    “No, dad! I just finished training!” Niel cried the instant his eyes soaked the surrounding.

    The squared room was one of the two underground chambers, part of Zax, Anet and Niel’s villa.

    “You want to leave the boundaries of Rising City? Stop whining and sit down!” Zax’s stern voice sent shivers through Niel’s spine.

    With his son lowering his head, Zax placed his palm on it.

    ‘My Inner Panorama, even if it’s just a replica, not only it’s too perfect, it’s also located inside Niel’s soul’. Zax imagined what sort of good fortune it could bring his son, but he did not yet celebrate. With every bit of his psyche powers he inspected Niel again and tens of thousand times over. There was something he had to verify, a gut feeling he was fearful of. After a long while, when he was near exhaustion, his soul latched to a wisp of foreign energy that made his eyes turn red with unadulterated rage. ‘Good, good, good! Truly, wonderfully ruthless!’

    The thick venom of hatred was deeply seated in each and every one of these words of compliment, directed at the shrewdly concealed Godly Retribution share that managed to pass down along the Inner Panorama – to Niel’s soul.

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 25 – Snatching Collateral

    In this moment, Zax contempt for The Almighty was indescribable and his hatred insufferable. Immediately, he sent a faint stream of dark attribute energy into Niel’s sea of consciousness. The dark attribute energy formed shapes that combined together inside Niel’s soul, creating a closure within a closure for the small imitation of his Inner Panorama and the strain of Godly Retribution lurking in it.

    “Niel”, Zax released a stifled breath. He ruffled Nie’s hair and pushed his head down, worried that should his son see his face he will notice a trace of the ferocity he currently struggled to hold off. “Do you want to go adventuring?”

    “Yes!” Niel replied eagerly.

    “You broke through the second realm, which initially was the prerequisite I gave you; the real purpose of it, however, was to boost your strength to a sufficient level, so you could survive outside Rising City. Right now your cultivation is not yet consolidated. To prove that your attainment is constructive, stabilize your mist energy and then go challenge the Deformed Beings Arena. When you will beat the third stage, you are permitted to appear before me and your mother for our Godspeed. Are you up to the task?”

    A smile ear to ear stretched across Niel’s face. He was reluctant to have his leave prolonged, but he was taught to never shy from his father’s tests. “I am!” He creased his brows. “But you better not come up with more excuses afterwards, dad!”

    “I won’t. Tell Jingrow that if he wants to join you, he must endure thirty minutes in the fourth stage or five minutes in the fifth”.

    The Deformed Beings Arena was a momentous trial for every cultivator in Rising City. It was a tower with nine stages, each corresponding to a phase and level in the second realm of cultivation. The third stage was equivalent in difficulty to fighting an Advanced first level Core Master, the fourth was equivalent to a Beginner second level Core Master and the fifth to an Intermediate second level Core Master.

    In each stage resides a two scales Deformed Being, as the opponent to be challenged. A challenger who wins would either keep the Deformed Being’s Pure Core or exchange it for other prizes.

    Since Niel and Jingrow’s rewards would be permission to go adventuring, they naturally will not get to keep the Pure Cores or exchange them for something else.

    “He is actually back inside?” Anet laughed as she saw Zax coming out alone from the cultivation chamber.

    In a way, she knew even better than her husband how hard their son strived for the promised sliver of freedom, whilst had been keen on why Zax was so against it. She found it quite amazing that after the Niel fulfilled his father’s ultimatum, Zax, again, not just managed to prolong his stay, but even got him to continue training.

    Then she saw her reflection in Zax’s pupils and the amusement was corroded by an ominous feeling. “What is it?” Her motherly sense told her it was Niel related, and so her question came out as a demand.

    “I was finally able to examine Niel’s peculiarity today, as a result of his breakthrough to the Core Master realm”. Zax was not even considering lying. “A replica of my Inner Panorama was passed down hereditarily to the interior of his soul. It is the source for his dark attribute and acute mentality; however… a strain of the Godly Retribution had covertly sneaked along this inheritance”.

    Anet opened her mouth, about to utter a cry of distress, but shut her lips in defiance. She somberly reserved her aura, yet failed to do the same with her emotions and a profound killing intent, no less potent than Zax, manifested on her delicate face.

    It was a short exchange of a few words and one meaningful look. Zax averted his gaze and turned to leave and Anet watched his back, urging him in her heart not to return before turning the world upside down!

    Archbishop Silternjan, Cardinal Northstar, Stelero Mars, Sister Iaura and Sister Beatriz sat, circling a small, round table at one of the lavish gardens between the nuns and clerics districts.

    A pleasant atmosphere surrounded the group. A ceramic, flowery pot was placed on the table with a fragrant, sometimes blue, sometimes green liquid inside. Five ceramic cups, filled with the liquid to varying capacity, were either on the table or at one of the revered hands.

    Sister Iaura seemed to be at especially good mood as she tipped the edge of her cups lightly to her lips. Stelero Mars also exuded a tranquil frame of mind. Sister Beatriz showed restraint and had yet to take a sip from her cup. Archbishop Silternjan and Cardinal Northstar talked among themselves, and for the other three to listen, about the orthodoxy and its principles, in other words, imparting belief.

    Passersby, members of the church, were not allowed to intrude, yet if by chance their path crossed a hearing distance from the homily, the words would keep fly to their ears until they will reach their destination.

    Almost miraculously, Nature, too, seemed to appreciate the two elders’ verses. Although it was late evening, light still lingered above the specific garden and grew further livelier the darker it got outside.

    Cardinal Northstar was in the midst of expounding upon a proverb by a long dead pious believer, when his tongue abruptly halted and his face sunk.

    Archbishop Silternjan was second to react, as he was not the one being interrupted. Stelero Mars raised his head high an instant later and both Sister Iaura and Sister Beatriz couple of moments next.

    The man, so up in the sky a non cultivator would have only seen a black dot, gaze back at the five. His expression was solemn and presence inspired the nightly darkness to overcome the brightness of the garden.

    ‘This is not a friendly visit’. Archbishop Silternjan warned the other four.

    Stelero Mars clenched a fist on the armrest of his chair. Sister Iaura held Sister Beatriz’s hand to suppress a shiver. Cardinal Northstar glanced with an unreadable look.

    As such, in total silence, a minute and then two, three, four and so on… passed.

    An onlooker might have assumed that he or she encroached on an intense staring contest, but actually, what want on between the heaven and the earth belonging to the garden was an invisible battle of imposing souls that will confer preeminence for either the invader or the ones being invaded.

    Zax was infuriated and wanted to crash Archbishop Silternjan and the rest with his glare, but the latter as well as Cardinal Northstar just engaged in a discussion of faith and enlightenment. Their state of mind was at peak condition especially for this sort of altercation.

    Nevertheless, this was not a clash of one versus one or two versus two, but five versus one. Although Zax was inferior in terms of numbers, the general aim of his soul forced Archbishop Silternjan and Cardinal Northstar to collaborate with the other three as a chain.

    Stelero Mars had a personal vendetta against Zax. Should they lose this invisible battle, he would suffer more shame and his humiliation would be exhibited in front of Sister Iaura, again.

    ‘Your Young Eminence!’ Cardinal Northstar sent via Sublime Soul Sense, however it was too late.

    Stelero Mars bore deep resentment to Zax for couple of reasons. He could not stand his gall anymore, particularly when right beside him the precious Sister Iaura was giving her best to persevere, yet the villainous Zax was bent on breaking her spirit.

    “Enough!” Stelero Mars bellowed. White, light attribute energy flared along the aura of a Peak fourth level Martial Mortal.

    The consequences of a link separating from the chain were quickly mended through a quick resonance by Archbishop Silternjan and Cardinal Northstar as they withdrew from a soul pressure conflict and utilized their mist energy to shield the garden, hence retreating to a passive stance.

    “Sister Iaura”, Cardinal Northstar hastened to aid her, when in fact his intentions were to distract Stelero Mars from his fixation on Zax.

    “Welcome to my Grand Abode, Zax”. Archbishop Silternjan greeted, probing Zax’s volatility.

    Zax maintained his silent for a while longer, before opening in a husky voice. “Silternjan, do not test me!” It was a onetime warning.

    Archbishop Silternjan creased his brows. Among the leaders of the five powers, he was the first to reach out to Zax, willing to reconcile and inviting him to join Luminous Church. Since then, they had a rather placid relationship. How come, then, now he was detecting a clear readiness from Zax to shed their tacit understanding?

    “I truly don’t know what you are talking about”. Archbishop Silternjan replied honestly. He really feared Zax snapping by the weight of incautious wording. “I can see that you are not in a mood to procrastinate. If you can tell me what’s wrong and it is indeed related to me or my Luminous Church, then I’ll make every attempt in my power to rectify”.

    “Silternjan you knew about my wife and mine problem to get pregnant from Logan and that nine years ago we finally had a son. Why haven’t you told me that the Godly Retribution can permeate to succeeding generations?!”

    The mentioning of the Godly Retribution struck Archbishop Silternjan like bolt of lightning in a sunny day. “Your son was targeted by the Godly Retribution?” He did his utmost to steel himself.

    Zax noticed Archbishop Silternjan’s confusion and even the tremor in both Cardinal Northstar and Stelero Mars, who suddenly and stealthily hinged away from the conversation.

    ‘Did it by chance infiltrate?‘ Zax ruminated. To begin with he suspected and kept to himself the possibility that what meant to be a blessing for Niel, turned out to be a curse accidentally. ‘An Inner Panorama is not something that can be inherited. Niel most likely received it due to the combination of being my direct bloodline and a descendant to Gogenta… Originally it was supposed to be a good thing, but because my soul was contaminated at the date of his consummation, it became the opposite‘.

    From Zax’s perspective, regardless how flourishing Niel was now, he was living on borrowed time. And whether he had part in the fault, in hindsight, it was Archbishop Silternjan who drove him to make the oath to The Almighty.

    “Silternjan, I acknowledge that my ignorance plays a part in inviting this predicament, but now that it also befell my son, I will have you, too, take responsibility”.

    With that, Zax made his move.

    “Protect His Young Eminence and Sister Iaura!” Archbishop Silternjan shouted for Cardinal Northstar. He saw Zax approaching toward him in speed that his body could barely follow.

    In a blink of an eye, Archbishop Silternjan complexion turned holy white and eight majestic wings sprouted from his back as he transformed to his light physique, Angelic Emissary form. Gesturing with his hand, a long barrel gun emerged and with the sole motion he could achieve so promptly, his eyes took aim and the trigger clicked.


    A light bullet shot in a straight line, not to kill or even injure, Archbishop Silternjan was not delusional, but to deter.

    “Zax, we can find a solution!” Archbishop Silternjan yelled alarmingly. He could not take on the opponent and employing the defensive measures of his Grand Abode required time.

    “Your God inflicted my son”. Zax roared in a deep voice, his skin shimmering in black. “MY SON!” He smacked the bullet with the back of his hand, shattering it to dispersing fragments.

    Archbishop Silternjan paled at the sight of his concentrated attack so casually dismissed.

    Cardinal Northstar and Stelero Mars, who by some luck stole a glimpse of the situation, were shaken inwardly; instantly deducing that unless they will aid Archbishop Silternjan, buy him enough time to activate the Grand Abode, the entirety of Onzengvas City might suffer the aftermath.

    Cardinal Northstar grimaced and used his own Angelic Emissary form. Somewhat reluctant, he clenched his fists and a pair of thin, white gloves covered them.

    Shining white aura engulfed Stelero Mars and from his spatial ring came out a plain looking wooden staff. A layer of white veins made his skin glow; his incomplete light physique transformation had only one pair of wings and other than the mask of veins, his skin tone remained the same. Nonetheless, the extent of his light attribute energy outstrips that of the two fifth level Martial Mortals.

    “With me!” Cardinal Northstar called Archbishop Silternjan and Stelero Mars, ready to take the vanguard as the current strongest power of the church in Ercas Mir and perhaps the third strongest cultivator on the planet. He was certain that with a proper combination, even without the Grand Abode, they will be able to fend off Zax.

    The same thought he shared with Archbishop Silternjan was that although their opponent attained the Mortal Enlightenment state, he still could only equally match Horn Kikon. From their experience, the latter was the strongest being beneath Immortals and yet, even he will not treat their combined force lightly.

    Regrettably, the ensuing events did not play out as they expected.

    Just as a collision that should not occur so close to the surface seemed imminent, Zax’s vanished from the line of the three’s line of sight an reappeared at the center of their small formation.

    His speed was beyond comprehension, something that should not be possible below the Immortal realm.

    He stood there loftily, holding the barrel of Archbishop Silternjan’s gun, which at some point his hand seized.

    Meanwhile, the three were just commencing the process of turning their heads.

    Squeezing, Zax could not break the material of the barrel but his strength was sufficient to deform it. “My son”, he spoke just fast enough for them to perceive his words.

    A fist coursed in a trajectory for his waist. The glove on Cardinal Northstar’s right hand contained boundless amount of light attribute energy that momentarily amplified Cardinal Northstar’s assault to a degree that made Zax pause.

    “Humph!” Zax snorted and casted the long barrel gun at the fist with a wisp of dark element energy.


    Cardinal Northstar was thrown back uncontrollably from the garden, beyond the Grand Abode’s zone and outside Onzengvas City.

    “I’ll try to treat him myself, if you can’t help”. Zax continued to say. Noting the movement of Stelero Mars’ staff, he impatiently flung his arm aside, striking Stelero Mars and sending flying tens of kilometers with who knows how many broken bones.

    “But I’m not confident and even fearful”. Seeing that Archbishop Silternjan succumbed to the fact he is way more powerless than he thought, Zax took a step, vanished and reappeared again.

    Sister Iaura and Sister Beatriz were unable to keep up with his speed and seemed frozen in time. He caught the collar of Sister Iaura’s silver robe.

    “She is important to you, all of you, right? Even more than that Stelero Mars”. Zax pulled Sister Iaura to him and Archbishop Silternjan gasped in horror, as if he witnessed the dirty hands of an infidel beggar touching the holiest of lights bestowed by The Almighty.

    “Should something happen to my son, however big or small, I’ll kill her”.

    Zax proclaimed, and left with a kick to the ground that sent quakes through not just the city, but the entire Onzengvas domain of Luminous Church.

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 26 – Close But Dare Not To Step Forward

    The earth was fissured far as they eye could see. Zax was gone. Sister Iaura was gone. Remnant light attribute fluctuations were in the air with Cardinal Northstar and Stelero Mars’s signatures, yet neither was present. Though hurried footsteps and gusts of wind resounded from every direction, Archbishop Silternjan was the sole face to look at in the encompassing vicinity, and his expression was full of anxiousness and trepidation.

    Sister Beatriz looked dumbstruck, tried to comprehend what transpired and how, in the name of The Almighty, so many changes occurred without her Peak third level Martial Mortal’s perception noticing.

    Her mind worked in such a haste to absorb everything with all of her sense, only after she finished a fraction of a second later, it dawned on her again…

    “Sister Iarua is gone!”

    Her head spun. All she saw was a colorful mixture of smudges flashing nonstop. The only constant was the hand dragging her and the man it belonged to. She opened her mouth to speak, to protest, but the rapid airflow suffocated the words.

    She came up with another idea to get his attention. It took a lot of effort, but gradually she managed to lift her arms, till her hands made it to his wrist and touched.

    It was a bad idea. His temperament was awful, unlike anyone who ever treated her, a complete contrast to the most caring and affectionate His Young Eminence.

    The moment she made contact, a rush of malevolent intent permeated her sea of consciousness; in an attempt to traumatize her soul just enough that she will not die but still bear a lasting mental injury.

    The pain was agonizing, yet just as she lost consciousness a stream of mysterious energy came out of her soul, nullified the foreign intent and sealed the sea of consciousness.

    Zax glanced over his shoulder, both suspiciously and stupefied, at Sister Iaura.

    ‘Light element energy? ’

    “Who is she?” Anet welcomed Zax with a guise of calmness over her seething anger while scrutinizing the unconsciousness lass in a sliver robe with and a Luminous Church’s metal plate. She expected him to turn the world upside, if that what it takes to help Niel, and since the earth was not crumbling, the sky not falling and he returned so soon, she was in no mood to entertain thoughts of disappointment.

    “There were complications”. Zax admitted, aware that should he try to facilitate the truth, Anet would spot it and will not let it go.

    As he anticipated, Anet’s face turned sour and she glared at him in displeasure. “Complications?” Her throat hurt from the stress of lowering her voice. “Then why are you back? Why is this girl here?”

    “Archbishop Silternjan could not help, not even Cardinal Northstar and that fellow I told you about, Stelero Mars. I saw it on their faces”.

    “So, did you return after killing them and kidnaping this girl?” With every exchanged sentence, every passing wasted second, Anet’s state of mind grew more erratic. The miscarriage of her first pregnancy left a bitter mark on her heart and now the threat hovering above Niel was on the verge of pushing her over the edge.

    Zax shook his head. “Though I left turmoil in my wake, I haven’t killed anyone. As for the girl, her name is Sister Iaura. Initially I brought her as collateral and an incentive for Archbishop Silternjan to do his utmost in finding means of dealing with the strain of Godly Retribution in Niel. She seems to possess a special status. I met her a few times in the past and in every occasion she was next to Stelero Mars, kindly cared for by him and all who surrounded her. As you know, in here they refer to Stelero Mars as ‘Young Eminence’, but in the Holy Palace I gather her rank is even more prominent“.

    “How sure are you in these speculations?” Anet asked dejectedly.

    Zax studied Sister Iaura. “On my way back I detected some odd fluctuations in her sea of consciousness that were very familiar to elemental energy”. His gaze shifted back to his wife. “To begin with I was not completely helpless in trying to solve this predicament on my own, but my level of assuredness was unsatisfactory. This, too, is just a speculation, but perhaps with her I’ll have a better chance-”

    “And if you won’t? Is there a risk in trying?”

    “If I’ll fail Niel would be okay”. Zax promised.

    “And you?” Anet frowned.

    Zax sighed inwardly. He wanted to divert her concerns for him, but without success. “I won’t die”. He said somberly.

    ‘But to what degree would you be injured?’ Anet gave up from asking. Meeting his eyes, she knew she could not sway him.

    Using his dark attribute energy, Zax lifted sister Iaura. “Don’t let Niel leave the house. When I’ll be done with the preparations, I’ll notify you to send him to the Large Depository”.

    “Yes”. Anet complied as there was nothing else she could do; nothing but hate and curse in her heart the God who inflicted her husband and son, and the wretched who worship him.

    The Large Depository was the second underground chamber in the villa. Its interior was similar to a shiny, iron vault with deposit drawers covering the walls. Some drawers contained cultivation materials, others held resources useful to erecting formations and many more kept either general Martial techniques and formations or blueprints of Zax own unfinished techniques and formations.

    There were no tables or chairs in the room, not even a rug to stand on. Zax laid Sister Iaura on the hard floor and sat cross legged.

    ‘It’s still lingers’. He touched Sister Iaura’s forehead and sensed the undulations of light element energy blocking his probe. ‘It’s only logical for it to be a bit different. Thinking that attribute and element are the same is like comparing turbid and clean water’.

    He controlled both dark attribute energy and dark element energy, so he was aware of the exciting differences and similarities between the two, but he chose to verify again now that he encountered yet another type of element.

    ‘I can’t use soul attack to harm her, but can I use a physical one?’ He wanted to test how extensive were Sister Iaura’s light element defensive measures, what would it take to trigger them and how long will they remain active.

    ‘Careful’. He warned himself to stay cautious, so he will not unintentionally kill Sister Iarua or her defensive measures would suddenly turn offensive.

    Pressed his hand on the Luminous Church’s metal plate on her chest he started off gently. Then, the weight of his hand increased in small increments.

    ‘So there is something…’ It emerged just as Sister Iaura’s ribs could not resist the pressure anymore and showed signs of cracking, a pulse followed by a tide of light element energy surging from all cells in the little postulant’s body.

    ‘I can’t break it, not even with my dark element energy’. Zax deduced. ‘Only Immortals can implant an elemental energy in others. I, at least, can’t and I’m far more capable than most in the Mortal Enlightenment state…’

    Zax resigned the notion of checking Sister Iaura’s dantian. He grasped the extent of her defensive measures.

    Still pressing her chest, he placed his other hand on her forehead and exuded force on both ends.

    Like this, time trickled as every breath was drawn to what Zax perceived from seconds, to minutes and finally hours. He could not fathom the depth of his own little amount of dark element energy, so figuring the mysteries of the light element energy in Sister Iaura was a task tens of thousands times more arduous.

    The entire passage of time, which felt like forever, circulated a full hour when Zax decided to conclude the experiment.

    ‘The light element energy can weaken, but it recovers quickly. It also exclusively stayed passive’. The second observation was the crucial one. It meant that he can lower his guard and be less apprehensive, should he try to make use of her.

    Contemplating for a while, Zax frowned. To his resignation, he could not force Sister Iaura regain consciousness.

    He withdrew his dark attribute energy, got up and erected a formation around Sister Iaura.

    “Wake up soon”. He commented and left for the cultivation chamber where Niel was.

    “Dad, I was in the middle of consolidating my cultivation. You told me to work on it and yet you come to bother me after a short couple of hours?” Niel was peeved. “You promised I can go adventuring when I’ll fulfil your conditions but now you are sabotaging me!”

    “Stop whining”. Zax scolded. “I told you to take a break from meditating and rest your mind so I could determine your rate of improvement now that you entered the second realm”.

    “Fine”. Niel said sullenly, doubting his father but unable to disobey.

    The moment Niel’s mindset settled down, Zax put his spirit in a dormant state. He did not need Niel to cooperate. If he wanted to, he could do the same thing fluently to a second level Martial Mortal, against his will. But Niel’s had a portion of the Godly Retribution in his soul and even if Zax could act before he noticed, he could not gamble on the Godly Retribution keeping inactive.

    Looking at the replica of his Inner Panorama and locating the strain of Godly Retribution, Zax mused defiantly. ‘I’m not as I was a decade ago’.

    Retreating to his own sea of consciousness and manifesting his naked body atop his Inner Panorama, Zax concentrated on the view that endured change during the past ten years.

    The earth was littered with fissures like a messy spider’s web. The black sky was split as if cut by a knife as far as the eye could see and rumbling clouds were sucked to the void. The sea roared with tsunami wave that got swallowed by numerous whirlpools.

    The view was a complete contrast to Zax’s general temper and it has been like this for the past couple of months, since his spirit, driven by yearning, exerted itself to a distance of three steps from the spark of light which represented the sixth and last bottleneck of insight.

    In response to his dear accomplishment, the Godly Retribution that was kept at bay since its altercation with Gogenta’s soul fragment began to bluster. It dispensed fractious ripples that stirred the vista of Zax’s Inner Panorama in an attempt to collapse it.

    At the time, Zax thought he was doomed, but to his surprise when his spirit reached the three steps mark, not only did he discover his control of the dark element energy more abundant, it was also more affluent and complemented smoothly his dark attribute energy.

    The Godly Retribution was incessantly stimulated and pushing forward for another step seemed like it would induce further provocation no better than committing suicide, but on the other side this advancement improved his strength exponentially, well beyond the common belief of the Mortal Enlightenment state’s limit, the Mortal realm’s limit!

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 27 – The Unseen

    As Zax was waiting for Sister Iaura to wake up, whilst in the meantime reckoning how to treat Niel, someplace else, on the opposite side of the planet and beneath the blue sky, happened to share the same inaudibility but with ambiance much less peaceful.

    Stelero Mars, Archbishop Silternjan, Cardinal Northstar, in addition to all fourth level Martial Mortal members of the church and several of the third level Martial Mortals, were seated on long backrest wooden chairs around a rectangle table from the same type of wood.

    A small altar was situated before the west wall of the room they occupied. Before the opposite wall was a podium with an opened, holographic scroll, ready to be read at a moment of convenience. The north wall was black as a vast void, almost like it displayed an image of a desolate space rather than a turned off Screen. Its opposite wall had nothing particular, woodland green wallpaper and a plain looking door.

    They numbered forty four, with the majority being the third level Martial Mortals. At every other occasion, any of those third level Martial Mortals would have been ecstatic for the opportunity to share a seat in this consecrated room, but if right now an outsider will enter and ask, none would answer that they desire to stay.

    “Sacrilege!” Stelero Mars bellowed and once more caused many of those already restless around him to break eyesight and drop their heads in trepidation. “Do you not know her position?!” He harangued Cardinal Northstar, an inappropriate act in a public forum, even as small as this one.

    The Cardinal’s status perhaps was lower and his prospects in the eyes of the church disposable, but he was still a pious devotee with higher cultivation and only The Almighty, His Holiness or those they specifically delegate held the right to indiscriminately admonish.

    “His offences are unpardonable and yet you determine that we should comply with his demands?!”

    “Sister Iaura is pure and hearty, cherished by esteemed parents, His Holiness an even The Almighty. No matter how aggrieved Zax Zel is, he is but a mortal and no mortal is capable of doing her harm”. Cardinal Northstar remained levelheaded as he justified his opinion. “Furthermore, he requires our help, which is all the more reason for him to keep Sister Iaura safe. Conversely, the Godly Law Template’s location is on the verge of being pinpointed. We can’t contact the Holy Palace before its discovery and even then, only Sheldon’s Galactic Communicator can provide a secure transmission. Of course, we can request his Holiness to expedite the Immortal descent for Sister Iaura, but the consequence of this is that he will be a step behind the other competitors when they will arrive”.

    “His Holiness will prioritize Sister Iaura”. For the first time, Archbishop Silternjan opened his mouth and agreed with Cardinal Northstar’s conjecture. “Sister Iaura is the sole candidate to two divine legacies and her constitution even allow her to combine them. It is known throughout the entirety of the lower Valley that she is favored by two Gods. The inhabitants of this remote Plain might be ignorant to the fact, but being knowledgeable or not, a mortal can influence the will of Gods”.

    “Oh, so you shy from taking action but don’t mind speaking!” Stelero Mars’s resentment for Archbishop was even graver than his opposition to Cardinal Northstar. Among the three of them, he was the only one who meekly chose to surrender when Zax abducted Sister Iaura.

    “Your Young Eminence”, couple of the fourth level Martial Mortals wished to appeal in Archbishop’s name but were shut down quickly by a gaze from Stelero Mars. At the same time, they, and all the other situated in the room, realized that for this prominent figure from the Holy Palace their presence was mere formality and their thoughts no better than the surrounding decorations.

    Archbishop Silternjan and Cardinal Northstar were of different mind, regarding the participating subordinates, yet they made little effort to retort against Stelero Mars’s harsh censor. As much as he disagreed he knew they were right, but he was furious nonetheless and needed an outlet, hence venting became his tool.

    “The many ways your frivolousness can go wrong are one too many. Godly Retribution being passed on is unheard of and the prerequisite to get Sister Iaura back is solving this issue for Zax Zel”. He really despised him. Even when he composed himself, Stelero Mars felt the throb of rancor pulsing in his sea of consciousness. He fed on it to sustain himself during this time of crisis and made sure to chant verses whenever it threatened to consume him.

    “We will begin by setting a time limit”. Cardinal Northstar proposed. “No matter how the son of Zax Zel acquired a small sum of his father’s Godly Retribution, it should not break out any time soon”.

    “As long as you cannot be fully certain…” Stelero Mars granted.

    Cardinal Northstar coughed twice. “Probing into the will of The Almighty is blasphemy, but if I were an apostate I would guess that this conundrum is an extension to Zax Zel’s punishment”.

    He could expound, but refrained to avoid sin. Still, the meaning he wanted to convey was one they could interpret by their shared faith… Zax’s lack of intent to repent roped his Niel to a similar, catastrophic predicament. As long as he is a caring father, this notion will suffice to gradually wear his resistance and corrode his conviction, for at the day despair will drive him a nudge from falling into the mouth of the damnable abyss, a loss of a son will make it the last push and the appropriate time for the Godly Retribution to strike as a whole.

    “What would be the time limit?” Stelero Mars resigned to his seat.

    “One week”. Cardinal Northstar’s response threw everyone off. “When everything said and done, we cannot question His Holiness’s priority, the safety of Sister Iaura. First and foremost we will have Zax Zel assure us within a week that Sister Iaura is and will be treated with care for the duration of our collaboration. From there we will follow closely the development of every angle in the collaboration, before electing the next approach. And only should things get out of hand, before finding the Godly Law Template, we will have no choice but to inform the Holy Palace”.

    “We shall also request to send Sister Iaura a guardian who knows her daily needs and can provide her”. Archbishop Silternjan added. “Sister Beatriz”, he turned to her.

    “Please allow me, Your Young Eminence”. Sister Beatriz stood up and bent forward.

    “Raise your head”. Stelero Mars gestured, seemingly calmer.

    The room fell into a silence as a tacit agreement was being established.

    Only when the sound of bells ringing in a dull tune did the present people rose from their seat and proceeded out.

    It was the time for the evening sermon.

    It had been seventeen hours.

    Zax’s eyelids opened with a profound black light. In front of him, Niel was still in a stupor.

    ‘Come here’. Zax’s Soul Sense breached the confinement of the room to the adjacent one.

    Second later the door opened and Sister Iaura walking with a timid posture.

    Zax examined her and found no sign to the light element energy. Outwardly he studied her feelings by her body language and noted her efforts to muster courage. ‘How unyielding…’

    “Over here” He strictly said.

    Sister Iaura complied with conflicting emotions. She saw her kidnaper sitting beside a small boy and guessed he was his son, by the small facial resemblance, and that he was the reason he took her.

    “He is…” When she got to a certain range, Sister Iaura sensed something, the signature of particular force that could not be described in the form of fluctuations, undulations or anything remotely similar.

    “She can tell without inspecting Niel’s soul…” Zax murmured to himself. “You can sense the Godly Retribution in both of us?” He asked to confirm and she replied with a nod.

    “At the time, out of fury and heedless to the repercussions, I swore to Archbishop Silternjan, using the name of your God, that I’ll kill him and destroy his church. This is how I was smitten with the Godly Retribution. My son, however, was not born yet back then. He should be innocent. Nevertheless, the Godly Retribution also inflicted him”.

    Sister Iaura listened, or rather knew that for her safety she should not ignore Zax.

    “Initially I’ve took you as a guarantee. From the first time we met and every occasion after I saw you in the company of Stelero Mars and others from the church’s high echelon. I figured your wellbeing will be a good incentive for their help. But on my way back with you I discovered several startling secrets on your body… The protective measures you possess are something no one else, not even ‘His Young Eminence’, have. I cannot imagine what your identity in the Holy Palace, but for my son I don’t care to offend the people behind you. Hence, for the time being, I’ll keep you under my watch. You can try to assist me to remove the Godly Retribution of Niel’s soul, and if we’d succeed I’ll let you go, or wait to see the outcome from the sidelines. Either way, I’ll let you know right now, if something bad will happen to my son, no matter what protection you have, as part of Luminous Church, I’ll definitely find a way to kill you”.

    It was a long speech, dripping malice and hate, but it also was candid, which made it sound like a confession.

    “I understand”. Sister Iaura replied serenely, as if she had a change in temperament and gave off the impression of genuinely siding with Zax.

    Her amiable tone caught Zax by surprise. He found the girl before him, who was certainly much older than her lass of a look, conducting herself as he would expect someone of equal standing.

    ‘Is it pride or self confidence? Can she realize the situation she is in?’ Those were questions for the end result. “Can you manifest the power of the light element energy in you by will?”

    Sister Iaura came to sit on her knees between him and Niel. “No. If you think it can help, then I’ll follow any of your suggestions. But if you are willing to listen to me, I can offer another solution”.

    “There is something within your power that can help my son?”

    “I can help you as well”.

    “Really… how?” Zax glared, doubtful. She could not help herself but she can help him and Niel?

    “Easy, join me for a prayer”. Sister Iaura smiled and for the first time Zax spotted, or rather had a vague feeling that he perceives another existence inside of her. It was almost creepy, but there was something convincing in her words, much more than in Archbishop Silternjan’s invitation.

    “I can save you”.

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    Chapter 28 – Plain Refusal

    “Pray with you? Save me?” Zax glared at Sister Iaura as if she was a fanatic madwoman.

    “In this remote, undeveloped Star it is expected for misunderstandings to manifest. Per my duty, allow me to serve you my little share of insight”. Sister Iaura’s smile grew charming and her eyes almost crescent. From a rather young lady with childish qualities to a pious devotee, the overall transformation made it seems as though she was possessed.

    Before Zax’s eyes her demeanor again changed to that of a teacher with an air of patience.

    ‘What’s with her?’ The more Sister Iaura expressed her inner self, the more confused Zax became. It dawned on him that although he initially evaluated her as a spoiled, probably greater prodigy than Stelero Mars; despite her looks and general conduct, she in fact was at the very least as old as him. And as he continuously was exposed to her shifting personality, he bit by bit grasped a minor comprehension of this weird woman. ’Two, no… she has three personalities’.

    “Unlike Nature, Gods are different”. Sister Iaura opened. ‘When offended, do you really think a God would bother to invest in punishment? Mortals who never strode upon or attained much on the Martial path are frequent. For the voice of one to reach the ear of God is impossible, only through congregation can it be heard’.

    Zax already knew this long ago from Bishop Nunsup, but he still listened in mild interest for Sister Iaura’s point.

    “You are a Mortal and a spectacular cultivator. Too often the likes of you mishandle the name of a God. Common outcome is a swift death, as soon as feasible post uttering blasphemy. To be smitten by a Godly Retribution?” Sister Iaura shook her head and halted at eye contact. “His Holiness preaches: ‘The bane of a Godly Retribution is like a rebuke and the period of it is like timeout. How can a God display such parental sentiment for a Mortal if it is not out of benevolence and love? How many Gods do you think are so magnanimous?’” The quote ended and Sister Iaura provided her own answers, both to His Holiness and Zax’s inquiries. “The Almighty loves, so of course he will listen”. The first reply was of acknowledgment. “Have but one faith, in the compassionate, The Almighty”. The second reply was a confession of a believer and demonstration of conviction.

    ‘She is not asking me to join the church, just pray. Will it truly be enough to exonerate Niel from my mistake, if not the two of us?’ Zax heart palpitated. Sister Iaura should be aware of the consequences of leading him on. ‘Be it one or three, none of her personalities must be that careless’.

    “Your prayer, can it solve the Godly Retribution for both me and Niel?”

    “As you said, the boy is innocent. As his father, as long as your prayer is heartfelt, it is in my belief that The Almighty will show mercy”. Sister Iaura asserted, confidently. “For you, my apologizes, I cannot promise a full pardon. But, I’m sure The Almighty will treat you with leniency”.

    Gradually, after weighting Sister Iaura’s words, Zax felt inclined to agree. ‘If there is a way to get rid of the Godly Retribution, directly by The Almighty, it will be much safer than tinkering on my own, to Niel and myself, even if I can find use to the light elemental energy in her.

    ‘Should I coincide, and she speaks truth, at bare minimum Niel would be free and I won’t have to subjugate myself to no one.

    ‘Lastly, all I’m being asked to do is pray… Inducing the Godly Retribution was my act of insolence against a mighty senior. Since then to this very date I never once thought to apologize’.

    As Zax saw it, no matter how indignant he was toward The Almighty for involving Niel, whether it was accidental or intentional; to lower his head and ask for forgiveness was not a question of pride, but proper ethics.

    “Tell me what to say”. A strong part of him wanted to warn her not to fail to keep up with her words, which he took as a guarantee. Nevertheless, he chose to subdue his distrust until it is warranted.

    Overjoyed, Sister Iaura offered her hand. “Hold your son’s hand and mine and repeat after me…”

    Her voice was subtle as she articulated her words from the ordinary to the unordinary. By the commencement of the first verse, they sounded to Zax like an obvious string of invocation, reference, admission of guilt, regret and apology. Then, in the revolution of the second verse, they turned to coherent lyrics of once a well known song, but now completely forgotten. Next in the third verse, cords began to play in his mind, which at the fourth verse became a tune with a liberating tempo. In the fifth verse, despite still being in a stupor, Niel’s lips parted and a sweet hum rung out of his throat.

    The prayer was ongoing, for minutes, to a quarter of an hour, half hour and so on…

    ‘What’s happening?’ Within his sea of consciousness, Zax felt himself drowning in the psalm, his self awareness drifting on the melody.

    It was behind his imagination. Although he did not resist, echoing after Sister Iaura dedicatedly so as to not disrupt the prayer and for it to work, he was not prepared for its effect to actually influence him by this much; perhaps a sort of weakness, the same of as when he made the oath to The Almighty; maybe a feedback by one of his three aspects, but definitely not being swayed to the point of desiring to submerge.

    The more he yielded, the greater his sense of danger urged him to get a grip, whilst his rational thinking argued it as merely a part of a procedure he is not acquainted with and for Niel’s sake, should not interrupt, otherwise, why give Sister Iaura the chance to begin with?

    It emerged from the ether, a power much more profound than even the little he knew about elemental energy, guided by the prayer he recited and welcomed with an open heart.

    “Your child bows before you”. Zax saw Sister Iaura lower her head with bliss plastered on her face and mimicked her, not daring to hesitate in fear that his heart will grow rigid.

    “O, The Almighty Father, please listen to the request of this small postulant who cherish your Way and value your Teachings”. Sister Iaura tightened her grip on Zax and Niel’s hands. “Here, beside me, are two who received your boon of Godly Retribution and now seeking atonement from The Divine. I beseech you, The Almighty, as your lowly servant, please answer to their prayers”. Two streams of tears ran down her rosy cheeks and as she finished talking outloud, she started murmuring.

    Zax waited. From the moment Sister Iaura began to murmur, he could not understand nor pronounce whatever she said, even though he could hear her.

    Part of him, a very tiny fragment of his awareness stemming from his outreaching spirit, still held doubts, but for the most part he was captivated by the ethereal event transpiring.

    The power that could only be labeled as “Godly”, descended on Zax and Niel. Zax followed it as mere observer as it permeated Niel’s soul so casually and waited in anticipation for the salvation of his son.

    ‘It resonates!’

    The strain of Godly Retribution that was passed on along with Zax’s Inner Panorama responded in reciprocity to the Godly power, rather than flaring the main mass in Zax’s sea of consciousness.

    The Godly power transformed to a giant hand and pointed on the Inner Panorama replica, commanding the hidden Godly Retribution to show itself in its entirety and coalesce at the tip of its finger.

    ‘Is this The Almighty’s manifestation?’ Zax speculated, mesmerized and at awe. The manifestation of Godly power had yet to act for his Godly Retribution, but he was gratified nonetheless, so long as his son was clear from its threat. ‘Thank you! Thank you, The Almighty!’ he cried humbly, in deep appreciation. ‘I know my mistake… for my insolence back then, please accept my apology!’ He bowed, too.

    When it was done coalescing, Niel’s Godly Retribution turned to a ball of light. At that time, the Godly power in Zax’s sea of consciousness also formed a giant hand that exuded safety and gentleness.


    The hand in Niel’s soul flicked with its pointing finger and sent the light ball of Godly Retribution coursing from his sea of consciousness to Zax’s through their temporary connection.


    The ball hit the back of Zax’s spirit as it was in the midst of reaching the sixth bottleneck, causing it to stumble half a step forward at the price of losing its balance.


    The hand that formed in Zax’s sea of consciousness clenched its finger to a fist that knocked down Zax’s spirit a whole step forward but also to its knees.

    “No! It wasn’t my intentions!” Sister Iaura horrifyingly ceased her murmuring and shouted in bewilderment.

    Luckily for Zax, she reacted right after the ball struck him and before the full brunt of the fist bashed him. The giant hand in his sea of consciousness was more than eighty percent faded when it hit his spirit. That being the case, a substantial damage already been done.

    At last, he got to advance a step and a half for the sixth spark of insight, being only a step and a half away, but his spirit was pushed to its knees in a prostrating position, too weakened to get up or catch the sixth spark even if it was over its head.

    He could not feel anymore the presence of The Almighty in either Niel or himself and he heard Sister Iaura panicking, yet his full attention was preoccupied by the pulsing pain in his spirit.

    It was sheltered by the membrane of his soul, which shielded him from a portion of the impact, but damage was unavoidable. A large gash ripped in his soul, draining roughly sixty percent of its energy, whilst his spirit was bounded by endless pain that could barely be described as having all bones shattered, all tendons torn, skin peeled and so on and so on…

    “Wh-y?!” Zax crotched and black cracks appeared from head to toe on his body. He did exactly as Sister Iaura instructed and The Almighty saved his son. Why then did it so brutally refuse him?!

    “I- I- don’t know!” Sister Iaura was in a state shock. Confused, she hinged back from Zax, eyes wondering across the room, searching for answer rather escape route. “Because you hurt His Young Eminence!” A juvenile tinge suddenly echoed from her voice in a resentful tone. “This child was blameless, but you fiend, got what you deserved! I’m glad! I’m glad The Almighty heard my whispers!”

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 29 – The Second To Approach

    “It can’t be!” The former, composed and adult like voice of Sister Iaura retorted.

    “But it is!” The juvenile voice further repressed the other voice. “He deserves it!”

    Sister Iaura’s expression convulsed as the white gleam in her eyes dimmed and a blue hue took its place. She pulled twin black pistols from under her garments, similar in their design to her intricate silver blue pistols, and flung the short barrels, aiming at Zax.

    When she got captured, Zax confiscated her spatial ring and failed to find any other spatial object on her person, yet she somehow managed to conceal the pistols and perhaps more stuff.

    From the pain, the turn of events that seems like a ploy and her unbridled behavior, Zax became livid. He swung his arm, knocking the pistols from her hands and grabbed her throat in a tight squeeze.

    “You…” He could barely speak. Enduring the excruciating pain to his soul and spirit required his full concentration, and that was before thinking about healing to horrible black cracks all over his body. ‘No, this is another of her three personalities! The one I’ve met before…’ Zax realized.

    “Unhand me or I really won’t forgive you!” The juvenile Sister Iaura wriggled. “Shameless, ungrateful!”

    “It wasn’t you who helped my son”. Zax said hoarsely, pinning Sister Iaura to the ground.

    “Who else is there than me?!” Sister Iaura squirmed.

    “The other you, with the light attribute energy”.

    “His Young Eminence will save me, you’ll see! My attribute is icy, liar!”

    ‘Is she not aware of her condition?’ Zax frowned. ‘Now is not the time to argue with her. I can’t kill her and currently too weak to channel a soul attack to incapacitate her’.

    Physical strength was all that remained and even that had vastly declined due to his injuries. Inhaling, Zax drew on the worldly dark attribute energy and that in every resource in the room, turning much of it to dust. And yet, there was a long way for him to recover.

    Utilizing the strength that he gathered in his palm, he strangled Sister Iaura.

    She was a Peak Core Master and could sustain without her air for long periods of times. When she needed to breathe but there was no air, she could alternatively absorb the energy of the world, or if her understanding was sufficient, the attribute energy of the world she had affinity to.

    To prevent her from struggling, Zax expended the Devour nature of the dark attribute and its three properties to Swallow, Digest, Spread throughout his body Sister Iaura’s energy.

    In comparison, Sister Iaura, at least the one in control at the moment, had a shallow understanding of the Cold nature of the icy attribute and its three properties: Heavy, Smooth, Flow, making her resistance futile.

    In no time she lost consciousness and, again, protected by light element energy.

    ‘Niel…’ Zax turned to his son, relieved. Ultimately he got what he wanted and disregarding that manner in which it happened, it is still can be said to have been easily achieved. ‘Maybe it was really a coincidence and the sliver of Godly Retribution just caught a ride with my Inner Panorama’s replica?’ He decided not to wake Niel and began to introspect himself. ‘I did everything I was told. This girl is just a postulant but her status in the Holy Palace is certainly higher than anyone else on this planet, otherwise, Silternjan, Northstar and Stelero Mars could have also suggested a sermon to expel the Godly Retribution. They are incapable of such feat but she can. It’s possible that The Almighty actually care for her… but to a degree, enough to pardon the “accomplice”, but not the main offender?’ For an instant he tried to figure The Almighty’s motive. ‘I can’t discount the possibility that Niel was spared so I won’t do anything substantial to harm her in response’. This was his greatest fear, because if Sister Iaura was not in his possession and he would have made a determined attempt to deal with the Godly Retribution, then Niel might have been dead right now!

    With this last thought he proceeded to slowly heal and hope… that no irreversible was done to his spirit and its endeavor for the last bottleneck of insight.

    “Why won’t go outside? The others enjoying themselves in the city. I want to enjoy myself with the beautiful women of this city. Only you edgily huffing and puffing. I thought that you hated danger…”

    A middle aged, black haired, gray skinned man rested arms stretched sideways on a velvet sofa. In front of him a short haired, tanned youth paced back and forth atop the marble floor of the hall of a room they stayed in.

    “Deathly danger, I hate gratuitous danger!” The youth corrected in annoyance. “With reasonable danger I’m completely fine!”

    “Here, sir”. A young female secretary brought a tray with glasses and a yellow bottle of some hard drink. “This is the ‘<a href="">Aureolin</a> Pineapple Nectar’ you drank on your last visit”. She courteously said and placed the tray on the table before the sofa.

    “I can pour on my own”. The black haired, gray skinned man grabbed the secretary’s slender forearm and gently pulled. The secretary lost her balance and fell to his lap, startled. “Instead, why won’t you join me as good company until we can get in?” The man’s handsome smile and alluring eyes negated the notion of refusal from the young secretary’s mind and she very meekly nodded.

    “L-I-M-I-N-T-O-N!” The youth snapped at the philanderer.

    “What, Bin Bin?!” Being interrupted as a bit of fun was finally and literally on his lap, got Liminton to bark back. “It’s not my fault that the church takes precedence in your uncle’s point of view, so what do you want from me?” His outburst scared silly the young secretary. Feeling her shivering, he granted and sent a stream of soul energy to her sea of consciousness.

    The secretary’s eyes became cloudy for a second and then clear again. “Eh? Sir! I- I- have to return to my post”. She jumped on her high heels and hassled to her desk, sole desk in the entire hall, next to a pair of four meters tall ebony doors.

    “Seriously, Bin Bin, what do you want? You could have gone to the Holy Palace, but you chose to purposely lose. We had been to every ‘reasonably risky’ place afterwards, which improved our abilities. What remain are the places that are too dangerous for those below the fifth Martial Mortal level and a handful more you said you don’t want to go to. If you are fed up, then let us return home. Your uncle will contact your parents, we can inform them and I’ll be free to my devices”. Liminton lecherously eyed the confused secretary.

    “I want to go to New Earth!” Bin Bin blurted. “Not Rising City, but the underground world beneath it”. He emphasized.

    “Going there is impossible”. Liminton rebuffed without even much of a look. “That man, Zax Zel, might be a traveling acquaintance of ours, but back then, five years ago he already personally denied and your uncle’s letter. Even those friends of his from the records, what were their names… Fengar and Vouvik, right. From what your uncle said, those close friends of his were too were not allowed to pass through the underground pathway”.

    “Don’t tell me what I already know. The old envoy said that we should explore that place and it would be fine”.

    “Well, he isn’t here and your uncle cannot take liberally to decide or do on the business of someone who reached the Mortal Enlightenment state. How about this, if you’ll agree to forget about New Earth, I’ll compromise and chaperon you for an additional fifty years“.

    “Humph, if you are gonna be a bother like you are right now, I’ll rather be alone”. Bin Bin snorted.

    Liminton shrugged. “As if you could”.

    A momentarily silence ruled the hall, before being broken by Liminton.

    “We don’t have much time here, anyway. So why not, spend it as you see fit. The things you will miss and earn are yours to bear”.

    At the other side of the tall ebony doors an office room was situated. Large, glimmering tiles adorned the floor; at one corner near the balcony were seating accommodations for guests. A handcrafted desk with a matching set of three padded seats positioned at the center of one end of the room, opposite to the balcony.

    The top figure in the Mercenary Association, Sheldon, hosted a man, seemingly just as old and another top figure, Archbishop Silternjan.

    The two stood side by side, overlooking the bustling city of steampunk charm well below a one way mirror window.

    “You contacted me”. Sheldon said, smilingly.

    “You contacted me first”.

    “Save of Cardinal Northstar, I contacted all of you. Logan was the first to respond, after finding something he wanted from me. You are the second”.

    “So Logan reached you… Is it possible for you to disclose the subject of your discussion?”

    Sheldon shook his head. “I’m afraid it’s personal”.

    “Is that so… then let this conversation also be personal”.

    “Since you’ve asked”. Sheldon complied. “The matter of your visit?” He inquired.

    “Sister Iaura had been taken by Zax Zel”. Archbishop Silternjan said straightforwardly. “His son somehow been inflicted by his Godly Retribution and so he blames me. He kidnaped Sister Iaura, expecting us to exchange for her with a solution to his predicament”.

    “Can you?”

    “No. The Immortals of the church can give it a try. The young postulant herself has some chance”.

    “Then tell him to ask her”.

    “I wager she already offered and performed the act”.

    “So what’s the issue? Did she fail or succeed?” Sheldon glanced with a hint of curiosity.

    “She cannot yet solve the Will of God. Succeeded or not, The Almighty will enact a greater punishment. If she did succeed, Zax Zel will not release before analyzing the condition of his son. Best case scenario, nothing untoward will substitute the Godly Retribution and Sister Iaura will regain her freedom. Any other scenario would result in the church still having a problem”.

    “I cannot negotiate with Zax Zel on this incident. Beside, would your church really want me involved?”

    “I am the Archbishop of the church on this Star”. Archbishop Silternjan proclaimed ardently. “If I utilize the name of the church, know that I am its consent!”

    Sheldon kept staring at the stream of people, especially scrutinizing the mercenaries that came and left. “So, what do you want me to do and what do you offer in exchange?”

    Archbishop Silternjan relaxed, but only partly as he still had in mind General Logan’s visit. “I want you to have Senior Ohar bring some sense to Zax Zel. It should not be as costly as a favor and to cut the price further you can function as the middleman“.

    “Mobilizing Senior Ohar’s word is still not cheap”. Sheldon sighed. “It will push me below the poverty line…”

    “I will reimburse you with five days”.



    “Six and sixteen hours and sixteen minutes. And if His Holiness won’t obtain the Godly Law Template?”

    “Is that what you are plotting with Logan?” Archbishop Silternjan interjected, yet did not expect an answer. He knew that divulging his meeting with General Logan was merely Sheldon scheming and that by not fervently pursuing the subject he can tangle a bit with the bait and escape the hook before being pierced.

    “We can talk about it in length-”

    “I don’t have the time”. Archbishop Silternjan dodged.

    Slightly disappointment, Sheldon coughed and asked. “About His Holiness failing…?”

    “I’ll owe you a favor“.

    “To accomplish anything?”

    “I swear”.

    “Then, Silternjan my friend, we have a deal”. Sheldon concluded, accompanying Archbishop Silternjan to the doors, but when they opened he exited alongside a young priest.

    Bidding the young priest farewell, Sheldon turned to the guests who waited outside. “Bin Bin, Liminton, you may come in now”.

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    Chapter 30 – Senior Ohar

    “Fine, you can go to New Earth”.

    “It’s not ‘fine’, uncle, I’m not giving up until I’ll go to New Earth- Eh! Wait, you have way for me to actually go?” Bin Bin snapped in delight and next to him Liminton also had a look of surprise plastered on his face.

    “I could not help you in the past, but today I was persuaded to make some effort”. Sheldon nodded. Inwardly he was quite gratified for this opportunity he cleverly came up with the idea to manipulate in order to kill two birds with one stone. “Wait a few days with the others from your deputation. I’ll call you when everything is ready and have you sent to Rising City as my agent”.

    “But how will I get access to the pathway to New Earth, uncle?” Bin Bin quizzed, as he knew that Zax do not care about Sheldon’s status, much less those who act as his envoys.

    “Don’t let your mind worry about it. Now go. You, too, Liminton, leave and make sure Bin Bin is waiting patiently”.

    “Of course”, Liminton concurred. “I’m under obligation to his parents until we leave here, anyway”.

    On their way out of the office, Bin Bin halted his steps. “Uncle, you notified us that roughly in a year time we would all need to depart… please be fast with my entry ticket to New Earth”.

    “Go, go”. Sheldon waved his hand.

    The door closed and Sheldon slowly moved his hand underneath his desk. There he activated a complicated formation that opened a secret compartment in the desk.

    A drawer opened and a rectangle, metallic object with elaborate runes and formation glared with a silvery sheen – a Galactic Communicator.

    Being kept in the wooden desk, it obviously was not connected to anything.

    Sheldon received the Galactic Communicator into his spatial ring and pressed the intercom button atop the desk. “I’m heading out. Cancel all appointments and don’t try to contact me”.

    “Yes, sir”. The crisp voice of the young secretary replied from the other side.

    Snow blizzards reigned on the terrain due to ever erect natural occurring formation. According to the statistics, the survival rate of typical first level Martial Mortals who attempted to cross this land was a terminally one out of twenty in a good year, more in a bad year; hence, no living soul could be sighted for kilometers upon kilometers.

    These extreme environmental conditions allowed the location of the compound to remain confidential, known only to four figures in the Mercenary Association, with only Sheldon possessing full administrative control.

    ‘Access Code: 439Skol0’. Wearing a white coat that merged perfectly with the tempo of the cold winds, Sheldon flew toward the twenty square meters size compound, indicating his arrival via his communicator.

    An approval transmission rang in Sheldon’s sea of consciousness and a hatch on an inconspicuous spot around the compound opened for him to pass through within a short span of time. Should he miss the allocated the time, the all process will have to be repeated and a hatch on a different spot would open.

    Within the compound a wall size sort of Screen displayed images, through a hidden satellite, of specific locations in Ercas Mir, among them were Rising City, Northern Icecaps and Down Ocean.

    Beside the Screen was a four meters long workstation with holographic keyboards and a projector at the center of the workstation that projected up to ten images. Behind the workstation stood a long table covered by old fashioned decks of paper and pencils. Most amazing in the compound and the last thing to note, before the unusual staff, was a docking station with what appeared to be a one person space pod in the shape of a rather drolly cartoony rocket.

    “Welcome, sir Sheldon”. Two black, metallic humans greeted Sheldon in a voice like tinkling bells. They both were bold and looked exactly the same. Under matching silvery lab coats they wore sport jerseys, short boxers and slippers.

    Gazing at the twins, Sheldon repressed the twitch in his left eye as he was most definitely certain that just before the announcement of his arrival they once again neglected their responsibilities for another sport broadcast. What amplified the anger he kept brewing inside of him was that the two could not even be consistent with the sport events they liked and so waste further time, when left alone, browsing the hundreds of sport channels from every city and clan in Ercas Mir and even those of Kingdom Earth.

    Regrettably, facing the pair his sole choice was, always, to inwardly sigh.

    “Kurer, Keish, Hurry and contact me to Senior Ohar. Also, if I’m already here, show me Rising City’s Star Scavenger crew’s route and compile a list of their findings”. Sheldon handed over the Galactic Communicator.

    The two metallic humans might have been slovenly and negligent when alone, but their competence during tasks shown extraordinary level of collaborative skill.

    Sheldon was a fifth level Martial Mortal, albeit the weakest on the planet, but still one of the handful top figures in both Ercas Mir and New Earth. Those eligible to be referred to as “Senior” by him could only be Immortals.

    Senior Ohar was the Immortal supporting Sheldon in Ercas Mir, despite being off in another Plain and unrelated to the three Immortal Powerhouses affiliated to the five powers.

    Opening a secure channel for communication to outside of Plains was a very complicated job and from a place such as past Earth, which already got the attention of the detection devices of three titanic groups who by themselves were remotely monitored by an undetermined number of Immortal adversaries, was many times more challenging. Yet, barely two minutes after receiving Sheldon’s request, Kurer and Keish pointed at two final holographic keys before the projector on the workstation projected detailed information on the Star Scavenger’s voyage and the wall size Screen displayed the shoulders and above of a thin, red, bald head.

    “It had been mere couple of years since out last communication, Sheldon. You are not supposed to seek me out in so short intervals”. The man, whose face lacked the minuscule amount of fat, had a black sclera and blue pupils. The tips of his pointy ears stuck to his head and his parted lips exposed sharp teeth with four protrusive large fangs. Most prominent in his appearance was an emerald jewel at the center of his brows. A prolong look at it reflected baleful green flames and the outline of a humanoid figure inside the jewel.

    “I know, I know, Senior Ohar”, Sheldon smiled awkwardly. “I really did not want to bother you after employing the favor you gave me. But this time I’m here about the man Zax Zel…”

    “Him?” Senior Ohar huffed a complicated breathe. Moment of contemplation later he opened. “Expound”.

    And so Sheldon narrated his conversation with Archbishop Silternjan.

    “Such a blunder happened…” Senior Ohar mused. “So be it, you may approach Zax Zel as my spokesman. I’ll leave to you what to say, but make sure to select your words carefully. Although I do have the ability to deal with most forms of Godly Retributions, including that of the Holy Palace’s deity, your small Star is currently under the watchful eyes of a number of Gods; therefore I rather won’t interfere on this regard”.

    “I understand, Senior Ohar. I know what to say”. Sheldon calmly replied.

    “Then I’ll let you off with a reminder, Sheldon, so you won’t contact me again ahead of time… sometime in the upcoming decade your deadline will arrive. Make preparations for permanent departure and inform that group to also be ready”. Senior Ohar instructed and cut the transmission, his bloodshot mug on the wall size Screen replaced once more in the various locations on Ercas Mir.

    “Sir Sheldon, here is the report of the Star Scavenger’s mission. I’ve sent it to your communicator”. One of the twins notified.

    ‘So they had not discovered signs of livings organism on any of the Stars they visited’. Sheldon first remarked to himself. ‘It was expected, but I still find it a shame. According to Senior Ohar, any Star that can sustain basic forms of life is a treasure trove in the first Valley and this Plain should have several out there, although only at the evolutionary starting line. What resources have they found…? ’ He proceeded to read the file. “Good, good, good. Not all is noteworthy, but these few are fairly wonderful things that can assist the cultivation of fourth and even fifth level Martial Mortal. Sadly, these are just useful for enriching mist energy and strengthening the body and soul. Nothing here can actually improve the understanding of the attributes for the high levels. Those fellows in Kingdom Earth can now hasten the cultivation of two or three of them to the fifth level, but should they have an insufficient understanding of the attributes they will simply become trash’.

    Two days have gone by since Zax wary attempt to appease The Almighty. During this time he kept Sister Iaura locked at one of the underground chambers of his home, as she was still unconscious, while Niel was fine and dandy and sent to his Master Kartion to keep on his training. As for Zax himself, on the surface, the black cracks he suffered were no longer visible and all in all he looked in perfect shape… donning an excellent facade.

    In fact, as relieved as Zax was for his son sake, for his own he was in utter dismay. His spirit, since falling to its knees, had not exhibited the slightest sign of recovery, as if some enigmatic prerequisite had to be fulfilled in order for it to revive its pursuit for the sixth bottle neck of insight.

    ‘I’ll wait and see after my body and soul will recover’. Zax told himself. Fortunately, these two aspects were very slowly getting better.

    His dantian and Qi channels were too underdeveloped to pose complexity in restoration for someone with his capabilities. Moreover, his body and soul received nearly all of the brunt.

    Lowering his gaze to the Screen atop his table, he read the content on display, which he learned about a day prior.

    ‘Two hundred and seventy four Stars visited and eighty eight resources foraged, bringing in a total weight of thirty five thousand kilos. Of the resources, twenty are attribute type, weighing twenty nine thousand kilos, and of the remaining sixty eight, nine are newly discovered’.

    “This voyage is our second best”. Noel Maxim, a short fat middle aged man with ruddy complexion, the director of Foreign Materials Analysis in Rising City’s Department Of Space, said joyously.

    The place was the fortieth floor in the ninety storeys skyscraper of the Department Of Space, midtown.

    Zax and a group of men and women, the same people who monitored the return of the Star Scavenger from the viewing platform along with Niel, Jingrow, Shadow and Don, with an addition of couple new faces, were accommodated in a dark auditorium and briefed by the results of the recent space mission.

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    Chapter 31 – A Second Inheritance

    “This is merely the fourth space mission. Yes, it was more successful than the second and third, but the yield remains beneath our preliminary estimation”. A redheaded, bulky, brown skinned man in a dark blue suit argued. Beside him, several of the good men and women concurred with his point.

    “We recalculate and reevaluate our expectation after each mission”. The short Noel Maxim countered. “The results were almost identical in the second and third missions. Adding the fourth mission’s results, we actually got the average closer to what we initially wanted”.

    “The Milky Way Plain is vast and we haven’t even scratched the surface of our solar system. As I see it, everything progresses as it should”. A voice of opposition by a blue eyed blue haired old woman was raised against the redheaded, dark blue suit fellow’s comment.

    “Anything is possible”. Noel remarked to ease the tension and between him and a crowed, the holographic projection that listed the same information as the tables’ Screens, changed the image to nine three dimensional minerals, liquids and gasses. “These are the nine newly discovered cultivation resources. For the moment, they are being tested to determine their value and safe methods of usage…”

    As Noel explained, Zax half mindedly listened and recorded what he deemed as the important parts.

    He had not come out of interest or desire as some of the people in the auditorium did. He wanted a rest from cultivation, worrying about Niel and dealing with Sister Iaura. The invitation to attend in the Star Scavenger’s fourth mission report was the excuse he latched on.

    After four hours of sitting quietly in the dark room, the lights turned on and everyone began to leave their seats.

    “Mr. Zel”, a small group consisting of three men and a woman approached Zax smilingly. The leading person was a teenage looking short man in casual clothing.

    “Mr. Lavruer”. Zax recognized the fellow as the new family head of the latest great family in Tongguo. Rufer Lavruer, despite being less than a hundred years old, has attained the second Martial Mortal level two years after breaking through to the Martial Mortal realm.

    The rumor goes that at the age of eighteen he became a Core Master, which helped him retain his youthfulness for mostly as long as he wanted. Three decades later he reached the Peak of the Core Master realm and was stuck there until a short while ago, when his family’s matriarch managed to obtain a certain substance that was discovered in the Star Scavenger’s second mission and granted it to the promising talent of the family, Rufer.

    After consuming the substance, it appeared as though Rufer had nigh perfect compatibility with the substance. His dantian underwent a qualitative change and a day later he broke through the threshold to the third realm. Most impressive was that even his understanding of the fiery attribute improved to match that of a Peak second level Martial Mortal.

    “Unusual seeing you here”. Rufer smiled. Since his explosive rise to prominence, his status skyrocketed as well, allowing him access to some of Kingdom Earth’s high echelon dealings. Now he can frequently be seen in anything related to the Star Scavenger’s missions in hope of finding more of the miraculous substance. “I was told you don’t care about formalities and leave it to the Dauch family to send over the resources you want. Having this chance to meet you I can say that luckily my persistence paid off and today won’t be another loss…” None of the resources gathered in the fourth mission or the substance he wished for.

    They shook hands and Zax said. “I always supervise the takeoffs and landings of the Star Scavenger, but disregard everything else. Personally meeting a remarkable genius such as you, Mr. Lavruer, I feel like today is indeed not a waste”.

    “Mr. Zel, these are my long time comrades”. Rufer introduced the two men and woman.

    They all looked between the ages twenty to forty and had cultivation levels at the third Core Master level. Seeing they have similar pale complexion, black hair and green eyes as Rufer’s, Zax deduced that they, too, are from the Lavruer family, perhaps older generation?

    “Hector, Jeuveena and Lou Jer are first cousins and to me they are second cousins. They are two generations older. When I was young I often joined their little group, where they looked after me, for gaining experience in Valgarel or when undertaking the Core Breaker Guild’s Basement Floor’s tasks”.

    “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Zel”, Jeuveena nodded. Around her neck she carried a necklace with a marriage ring and on her finger she wore a matching one but of a smaller size.

    “Mr. Zel”, Lou Jer gave a more taciturn vibe.

    “You did a service for not just our Kingdom Earth, Mr. Zel, but all of New Earth”. Hector squeezed Zax’s hand with both hands.

    “Elder brothers, elder sister, would you mind giving me a moment alone with Mr. Zel?” Rufer asked.

    “Sure, little brother”. Jeuveena pulled Lou Jer by the arm.

    “We’ll wait for you at the Mir Mar restaurant across the street”. Hector said.

    ‘So that’s what it looks like when the Martial path is traversed at an equal pace…’ Zax mused.

    He perceived the quartet as a reflection of the “might be” outcome he could have had, if his rapid growth did not alienate him from every group he ever accompanied. He did not feel sad or even slightly sorry of how his path turned out, just a sense of appreciation toward who at one point or another were by his side.

    ‘Am I getting sappy due to my weakened state?’

    “Mr. Zel, I hate to impose…”

    “I have free time, Mr. Lavruer, and you already got my attention”. Zax had a positive impression of Rufer and his companions, so he was open to indulge him.

    “Thank you, Mr. Zel, however, let’s not discuss here. We can talk privately at one of the adjacent rooms”.

    The room they moved to happened to be an occupied break room.

    “I’ll erect for us a formation for privacy”. With this sentence, the staff on break took the hint and hustled to leave, while those who waited for opportunity to converse with Zax after Rufer, detected a trace of threat in his tone.

    “I’m in need of your assistance”. Rufer opened at the completion of the formation.

    “Right off the bat? Fine, speak”. Zax entertained.

    “You heard about me, correct? How I reached my current level of power”.

    “Obviously, your achievement made you famous”.

    “In that case, you probably also know why I persistently trail anything and everything about the Star Scavenger’s missions”.

    “It’s, too, not a secret”. Zax affirmed.

    “It’s a lie”. Rufer admitted derisively and proceeded to clarify in response to Zax’s inquisitive stare. “Everyone assume that I became enchanted by the Scorching Stellar Fumes and now obsessively waiting for another portion to be rediscovered, but they are essentially wrong. Indeed, I would like to obtain all the Scorching Stellar Fumes available, but there is something else I dearly desire to see underlined discovered in the report of every concluded mission, however I fear it will never ensue”.

    Interest! Rufer caught the glint of it flashing in Zax’s eyes, along with suspicion.

    “Who are you?” Zax’s voice thundered in Rufer’s ears and sea of consciousness as he studied him in and out with an intense glare and his Soul Sense. ‘How can he possibly know about the things in outer space that haven’t been discovered yet?’ The question passed through his mind when he suddenly dropped it and his expression turned grim. “You are neither human nor a beast!”

    Rufer’s face stifled. A force that he could barely make as dark attribute energy confined and slowly smothered him. “I- I am human!” He hysterically yelped, cursing at himself for how his caution actually produced such an adverse effect. His admission lessened a bit the crushing sensation. “My physiology, all three aspects, had changed because of the Scorching Stellar Fumes”.

    Zax let him loose.

    Rufer stooped, panting. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. “How did you know?” He was inwardly terrified. The man before him was beyond his expectations. “Supreme Ruler Trey could not tell, not even the strongest Supreme Ruler Ariel…”

    With the emergence of rare, otherworldly cultivation resources, the high level experts of Kingdom Earth benefited greatly. Nevertheless, even the strongest expert after Zax, Ariel Dauch, was jammed at the Peak of the fourth Martial Mortal level in terms of understanding of the attribute.

    “Fifth level Martial Mortals can’t see through me, unless… Moral Enlightenment state?!”

    “You even know about this…” Zax looked down at Rufer.

    The Moral Enlightenment state was not public knowledge, simply because it meant nothing to those below the fifth Martial Mortal level. Those who knew of it were either in special position working for the five powers or the few Zax shared his experience with.

    “I can answer all of your questions, but I ask in return that you will keep everything I’d say between us. I promise, nothing I’ll say is detrimental to anyone but me!”


    Composing himself, Rufer straightened. “The Scorching Stellar Fumes that believed to be bred in space, as a matter of a fact, are blood. The evaporated blood of an extraterrestrial being called Zizamber, to be precise. I know this because I received part of its inheritance, along some obscure memory fragments, when I absorbed the Scorching Stellar Fumes. As I gradually interpret the content of the memory fragments I learn a lot about the Martial Path, the Zizamber and the details of its inheritance…”

    As Rufer narrated, even though he did not show it, Zax was increasingly astounded.

    The Zizamber whose blood became Scorching Stellar Fumes was an Immortal being at the Neonate stage. Its death was a mystery to Rufer and from the memories he cracked in relation to it all he acquired was a phantom of resentment and one word, “Larzar”.

    ‘Larzar! Was it killed back then by Senior Gogenta in a contest for this planet?’ From Gogenta’s earliest message Zax learnt that his goal and the goal of many was the Core the Milky Way Plain fashioned for itself, the Star named today Ercas Mir.

    “The instant my physiology transformed I was informed by a shred of intent that the inheritance is divided to twenty three portions of the Senior Zizamber’s blood and one portion of bone marrow. Altogether there can be twenty three heirs, however since there is just enough bone marrow for a single person, a struggle for the complete inheritance is unavoidable. At the moment, I can tell that there is no other heir than me, whether on this planet or outside of it. While I can keep absorbing blood portions to get stronger, even those of other heirs, without the blood marrow my Martial path is at a stop and at a risk of being severed”.

    Rufer dejectedly clenched his fists. “This may be an excessive request, but I have no other option… Please, permit me to take the Star Scavenger for an independent mission!”

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    Chapter 32 – Bin Bin’s Desire

    “…I’m begging you!” Rufer pleaded.

    ‘What a sorrowful situation…’ Zax inwardly could not help by sympathize. He recalled how much he had been through to fulfill the terms of his own inheritance and yet still had a seemingly bottomless chasm to cross.

    “The Star Scavenger’s missions are for the benefits of all Kingdom Earth and even our brethren from Valgarel. I can’t trade it to satisfy the whim of a single person”. He harshly stated.

    A glint of hope instantly lit in Rufer’s pupils as he perceived the clear meaning in Zax’s response. “Of course, it’s not all for me! Just a tiny bit, less than a gram, definitely! As an heir to the Senior Zizamber I can estimate the direction and distance to the bone marrow portion. It’s far, extremely far and to get there will probably take longer than the length of all previous missions combined. But the road isn’t devoid of extraordinary things that can be salvaged on the way. The Scorching Stellar Fumes portion I absorbed traversed immense distance. Everywhere it passed and sensed something peculiar was imprinted in it, to assist its futuristic heir, me!”

    “If this is the truth, be aware that I have the means to verify it”. Zax warned, thought Rufer took it as an indication that he is closer to agree.

    “I can swear to a God or an Oath Parchment, if you want”. Rufer unhesitatingly offered, making it the first time since they entered the break room that Zax smiled, although it was a smirk.

    “Should I make you swear, it won’t be for treasure, but that you’ll return. I don’t know you well enough to trust your patriotism and people on promising path could turn fickle. Anyways, this is one condition you’ll have to abide by. The second is to accept more people to this inner circle you established between us. I obtained the Star Scavenger through my own efforts, but I’m not looking to be a dictator and regardless of strength I put great faith in my seniors. Thus, you will have to trust those I’ll choose to bring in on this arrangement you want”.

    “Who do you have in mind?” Rufer asked, a tad apprehensive. There is no shortage of experts that can suppress him, should they decide to join the fray for the inheritance.

    “I won’t bother to cite the names. Since trust is the key issue, you will have to prove yours in me to gain mine. Besides, you’ll have the opportunity to know when we all meet”.

    “…Okay”. Rufer grudgingly complied. “When do you want me to meet them?”

    “I’ll inform you in a few days of the time and location. Till then”, Zax turned to leave. “This was quite an interesting encounter”.

    After exiting the Department Of Space building, Zax contacted all those he deemed necessary to assess Rufer’s request. The list contained mainly humans and overall consisted of seven figures. He sent a concise message asking the seven to convene at his home in a two weeks’ time, in case one or more of them is in seclusion and has to make preparation before an abrupt cessation.

    ‘Oh? They let someone enter the pathway?’ He ignored the transmission during his conversation with Rufer, so the other party contacted Anet who then left him a vocal message. ‘Humph, that rascal doesn’t know when to quit’.

    “He should return by the time you’ll finish the mug, if you’ll drink it in one mouthful”. Anet courteously served Bin Bin a mug of coffee, a beverage of his choosing after she asked.

    “I won’t finish it so fast”. Bin Bin chuckled, satisfaction plastered on his face. “By the way, do you have something tasty to complement the coffee? Preferably something both salty and sweet, thanks a bunch in advance!”

    “I have biscuits”. Anet sighed inwardly. It was not her first meeting with Bin Bin. Zax introduced to her the willful fellow years ago, when he came to Rising City with a group of people claiming to be companions of her husband for a time. They stayed for couple of months and through the passage of time Bin Bin almost regularly visited, pestering Zax in vain for permission to enter New Earth.

    “Biscuits are sweet, mmm… can you check to see if you also have pretzels?”

    “We do”. A voice sounded from the villa’s entrance.

    “How are you, my good friend Zax?” Bin Bin got up holding the mug. “Scratch that, Anet, no need biscuits or pretzels”. He drank the coffee in one gulp and placed the mug back on the living room table.

    “Bin Bin”, Zax said impatiently. “Denizens of Ercas Mir are banned from New Earth, it’s the sole decree of mine that nobody is allowed to undermine, yet you somehow succeeded to get access to this place... Tell me, face to face, since you refrained from notifying me yourself or let my wife do so in her message, where do you get your courage from?”

    “Courage?” Bin Bin raised his arms in defense. “Maybe I do have a little, but not in the copious amounts needed to antagonize the strongest man both above and beneath the earth!” Despite his words, he placed his hands at the back of his head in a laidback fashion. “That being said, you are right. There is a source to my present confidence, such given to the messenger of an Immortal”.

    “Immortal? Which one?” Zax instantly asked, inferring why Bin Bin did not elaborate via a transmission and how he convinced Anet.

    Interception was not an easy thing and once detected nearly impossible to accomplish a second time, but for the five powers perhaps the risk in this occasion would have been worth it. If their gadgets are programed to act on specific keywords, then there was little doubt “Immortal” was not among them.

    “The Immortal behind my uncle Sheldon, you can call him Senior Ohar”.

    “The leader of the Mercenary Association is backed by an Immortal?!” Anet paled. “Zax…”

    “I know…” He shared the same unsightly expression.

    He stole Luminous Church’s Galactic Communicator for the explicit reason that it possessed the joint frequency the five powers used to commune with the extraterrestrial forces they belonged to. With it, Sinister Chain can monitor their transmissions and if need be disrupt their connectivity. Nevertheless, now there seems to be another with the ability to reach beyond the blue sky and contact the Immortal powerhouses residing somewhere outer space.

    “What’s his message?” Zax prudently inquired.

    “Friendship”. Bin Bin said straight away to ease the tension. “Senior Ohar appreciate the aboriginal of this planet. My uncle Sheldon was the first to catch his attention and you are the second. I personally think that you are even more noteworthy than my uncle, than numerous others I’ve seen or heard of, but Senior Ohar did not make the comparison in the content of his message”.

    “Then what did he say? To what aim does he desire friendship with me? Can you prove his, an Immortal, attachment?”

    “For proof you can seek my uncle Sheldon. Actually, the message wasn’t extensive, so I can’t satiate all of your uncertainties. Senior Ohar wishes that in the spirit of a newfound friendship you could do something for him. Of course, if in your opinion it will be too much to ask, you can decline and it won’t bear effect on his will to befriend you”.

    ‘Zax, assuming that there really is “Immortal Senior Ohar”, we don’t know anything about him. He might just be like the three Immortals controlling the five powers’. Anet sent him.

    ‘Bin Bin would not make such a lie… I’ll believe him and later confirm it with Sheldon just because it’s not a trivial matter’. Zax assured. ‘Do you think I need to accept his extemporaneous friendship and decline in case his request is really excessive?’ He probed for his wife’s outlook as he formulated his own.

    ‘On one hand, I don’t think we should fear him. It’s questionable if he is in the Milky Way Plain, otherwise, as an Immortal, he can reach this planet unbeknownst to anyone and achieve what he wants directly. On another hand, this Senior Ohar seems to care more of your friendship than the favor he wants from you. This implies that his offer isn’t as sudden as presented… perhaps it’s genuine, perhaps a part of a greater scheme’.

    ‘To figure that out…’

    ‘It’s best you won’t decline’.

    The discussion was swift and did not interrupt the natural flow of Zax and Bin Bin’s conversation.

    “How can I help Senior Ohar?” Zax asked.

    “Release Sister Iaura”. Bin Bin hurried to add. “Uncle Sheldon told Senior Ohar about the friction between you and Luminous Church, which is why he only made the request in a passing. Do or don’t ultimately it makes no difference to him”.

    “I’ll release her”. Zax stopped Bin Bin’s jabber.

    “Really? That simply?” Bin Bin exclaimed, eyes popping out. “She is not some nobody like Archbishop Silternjan, Cardinal Northstar or even Stelero Mars. If I were in your shoes-”

    “Are you trying to sway my mind?” Zax disliked the headache inducing Bin Bin’s self indulgent outbursts.

    “No, no, no! Right now I’m too weak and puny to mess with Senior Ohar’s business”. Bin Bin nervously retreated a step. “Let’s not mention what I said”. He smiled a half plea. “By the way, where is Sister Iaura? Is she locked somewhere in your house?” He changed the subject.

    “Is she?” Zax turned to Anet.

    “She is out with Niel, Jingrow and Shadow”.

    “You don’t keep her in confinement?” Bin Bin was shocked, more so from discontent than how lenient Zax is with his prisoner.

    They are in New Earth, a forbidden land to outsiders such as him, yet Sister Iaura, who shared the same position and supposedly was on bad terms with Zax, received free rein?!

    “Am I even your friend?” Bin Bin snapped despondently.

    “Just as much as you’re a troublemaker”. Zax shot back.

    “Enough bantering”. Anet amiably separated the two. “Bin Bin, you can sit and wait for Iaura’s return”.

    “There is no need. She is a big girl and I did not come to babysit her safe journey to Onzengvas”. Bin Bin promptly rejected. “My dear friend Zax, do you admit that my visit was auspicious?”

    “Speak frankly”. Zax was no fool. Since his eyes first landed on the uninvited guest he knew delivering back to Ercas Mir, now that he finally got to New Earth, would be cumbersome.

    “Okay, but you must promise not to get mad. It’s only fair that I, too, should enjoy a bit benefits for toiling so you could make friends with a high caliber Immortal like Senior Ohar. My desire is that you will let me wonder uninhibited in New Earth, of course I don’t intend to cause problems”.

    “Any specific destination?” Not once did Bin Bin ever sincerely tell him why he wants to enter New Earth. In his tone Zax made it explicitly clear that this was his last chance.

    “Alright, you did not expel me, so I won’t lie… I want to go to the Savage Caves”.

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    Chapter 33 – Hundred Years Mission

    ‘That much is expected’. Zax thought after hearing that Bin Bin’s destination is the Savage Caves; hence very little emotion was stirred in him, a bit of curiosity to see how Bin Bin intends to handle the obstacles of the second Savage Cave. ‘Perhaps he has a safe way to open the lock…’

    “Tour New Earth to your heart’s content, but to the Savage Caves you will enter with me in your presence or not at all”. Zax placed an ultimatum.

    “That’s fine with me”. Whether it upset Bin Bin or not, he did not show it. “When can we leave?”

    “I’m currently preoccupied with other commitments, so it would have to be in a few months… two and a half to three”.

    “Can’t it be sooner?” Bin Bin pressed.

    “Out of my control”. Zax dropped to the living room’s sofa and leaned back with his hand raised high, he pointed at Bin Bin. “Till then, I won’t monitor your movement in New Earth, so I hope you won’t do anything to disappoint me”. Or rather, he wanted Bin Bin undermine him... If he will attempt to sneak to the Savage Caves and head directly to the third, then perhaps he possesses external means to cross it, something he would prefer to hide because others can take it…

    Bin Bin sighed. “It really saddens me to know how low I am in your priorities… Oh, well, I’ll hang around until I’m bored and if by then you won’t contact me, I’ll find something temporary to do”.

    “You can leave”. Zax notified Sister Iaura upon her return, which caught her by surprise.

    “But I just got back”. Sister Iaura confusedly uttered.

    “Dad, we spent couple of hours taking Iaura sightseeing, eating and playing”. Niel said.

    “You can return to Onzengvas is what I say”. Zax clarified.

    Actually, she could have left a while ago for all he cared…

    After the Godly Retribution in Niel’s Soul was dealt with and he got over her crazy spewing, Zax calmed down and deduced that the association of Sister Iarua and The Almighty’s actions is unrelated. Although the condition of his spirit was static, Sister Iarua was not responsible for it and on the contrary, it was thanks to her that no danger loomed over Niel anymore.

    With this conclusion, Zax allowed Sister Iaura to roam New Earth, outside his house from sunrise to sunset. Despite the lass having three personalities and he only met two, while one was rebellious toward him, she quite innocently obeyed him, never attempting to escape. The sole reason Zax did not return her himself was the dent the conflict form in his relationship with Luminous Church. Moreover, letting Archbishop Silternjan and the rest stew in their concerns for her was a sort of wide retaliation.

    “Then… Can I go back to His Young Holiness…?”

    “Yes, and take him with you!” Zax irately gestured over to Bin Bin, who decided to linger…

    Apparently, the uninvited guest reconsidered the snacks offer and with nothing to talk about with Zax, he lay on the sofa, watching the Screen and spilling crumbs after every bite of biscuits and pretzels.

    “I’m not harrying anywhere”. With his mouth stuffed, Bin Bin waved for them to disregard him and slurped coffee so the snacks will be easier to swallow.

    “Eh, dad, old man Bin Bin came to visit?” Niel dipped his head to the side and excitedly remarked.

    “Hey, hey, it’s Old Man Bin Bin!” Jingrow was no less exhilarated.

    They ran for him, while Shadow quietly left now that there was no need for him to keep watch on them and Sister Iaura.

    “Hahaha, Imp1, Imp2, greet this Old Man properly”. Bin Bin shifted to a sitting positing with his chin up and a grin.

    “Imp1 greets Old Man”.

    “Imp2 greets Old Man”.

    First Jingrow then Niel, they cupped their hands up as if facing a Master or a Tal.

    “Good, good. If it wasn’t for you, Imps, about seventy percent of my visits to Rising City would have been unbearably dreary. Your father, Imp2, is pretty terrible host, you know…”

    “I know, I know…” Niel sighed dependently. “Fortunately mom always treats Old Man as should be”.

    “Right, as should be”. Jingrow nodded.

    “As should be”. Bin Bin attested.

    The three’s exchange caused Zax internal convulsions. If asked, he would adamantly argue that among all plagues, the infestation known as “Bin Bin” is the most contagious around children.

    Before they got to know him, neither Niel nor Jingrow could be accused of having a morsel of mischievousness. Sadly, one day Bin Bin discovered solace to his frustration from the inability to enter New Earth by impressing the pair of boys with all sort of adventurous story, typically with him in the role of some great hero, whilst those companions of his who frequented Zax’s place in Rising City, Liminton, Vals, Enderta, Zenkai, Benni, Nirik Je, Hason and Shila, as the incompetent lackeys always in need of saving.

    “Imp2, you breakthrough the second realm”. Bin Bin noted after an inquisitive glance. “For someone at your age… superb! Now you are not too far from Imp1”.

    As they continued to chat, Sister Iaura’s juvenile personality took command after being overwhelmed due to the permission to leave.

    In a reserved tone she had not used with Zax before, she said. “I can’t take him with me if he refuses. Can I still go alone?”

    “Yes, Iaura”. Anet answered. At the beginning she might have keen on the perspective of killing the girl as an expression of mother’s rage, but when Niel was safe and sound and she came to learn about Sister Iaura’s mental state, Anet softened toward that specific personality.

    “Wonderful!” Sister Iaura clapped in a gleeful manner only Stelero Mars on this planet was familiar with. “It would be much more pleasant to see New Earth as a welcome visitor than a prisoner. Can I still stay here?”

    “Do you take my house for an inn, girl?” Zax scowled. ‘Where is that other personality of hers? Is it purposely not coming out to fulfil the whims of this one?’ An idea suddenly flashed through his mind. ‘Or…’ He discreetly glimpsed at Bin Bin.

    “She is practically homeless in New Earth, Zax”. Anet retorted before Sister Iaura could reply. “We have the space and the room already prepared and in use by her. Have Bin Bin contact Archbishop Silternjan so the altercation will come to an end. If possible, I want to exit the cycle of anger and vengeance”. A hint of fatigue stuck to her voice.

    “As should be…” In an attempt to relieve his wife, Zax joked and they smiled.

    The appointed day of the meeting regarding Rufer and his request has arrived.

    The villa had sufficient amount of rooms, so designating one for conferences was done without a hitch of discomfort to its residences.

    Around an ellipse shaped table sat Zax and his guests. Apart from the man of the hour, Rufer, there were Supreme Rulers Ariel, Trey and Ar Yen, as well as Raroma, one of the two Silverhorned tribe’s leaders. Another humanoid creature that joined them was Ormuro, a Zhihui type beast from the poultry family called a Slick Tail Goose Climber, a member of Sinister Chain and also the Director of the Department Of Space. The remaining two were Noel Maxim of the Foreign Materials Analysis and Star Captain Emel Eg Sorm.

    “So you are the one who brought us all together, Rufer, young talent of the Lavruer great family”. Supreme Ruler Trey remarked as well as introduced the man to those less aware of his background.

    “All through the generous assistance of Mr. Zel”. Rufer bowed.

    He was initially apprehensive of expanding the inner circle of those knowing his secret, but as time trickled in the room, before anyone began to speak, the ambiance was set, coherent and firm, sufficient to determine it was a safe space to speak and vigilance was unwarranted.

    Noticing the gazes of more than one pair of eyes, Rufer stood up and opened. “Mr. Zel, may I?”

    “Go ahead. I’ll add only if necessary”. Zax cautioned him to provide nothing less than full transparency.

    Nodding, Rufer turned to seven. “Ladies and gentlemen, if you don’t mind I’ll commence with a short but more in depth introduction of myself and proceed to share with you the exact words of mine and Mr. Zel’s conversation…”

    As it was a narration of events and personal story, Rufer encountered no interruptions, including when he finished.

    A prolonged silence resided in the room as every person contemplated his and her thoughts on the matter, in order to formulate a solid case for opinion.

    “Time is not a factor”. Feathery arms crossed, Ormuro took upon himself to bring back sounds to the table. “As any one of us possess more than ten thousand years to spare it all comes down to whether the wait would be worth the reward…”

    Martial Mortals could live up to fifteen thousand years. In the span of measly ten, the Star Scavenger had gone to four missions that yielded an astronomical fortune of cultivation resources.

    “A century at the most”, Rufer implored as he only vaguely mentioned it will take longer than all previous missions combined. “I’ve read all the reports available to someone in my position. Unless something was omitted, then I assure you, in between here and the bone marrow portion, there are things vastly more precious than in those manifests!”

    “How are you able to discern? Your reasoning spawn from self interest. Even if you’ll swear an oath, we still can’t verify the credibility of knowledge given by a… ‘Being’ beyond our comprehension. The risk factor is too high”. Supreme Ruler Ar Yen said.

    “Emel Eg Sorm, what are your thoughts?” Raroma probed as she was the only one among them to actually lead and experience a Star Scavenger’s mission.

    She had brown skin and short dark brown hair, but even in her human form she could not conceal her beastly features entirely. As a Zhihui Ash Bone Hound, her skeletal frame protruded regardless what form she took, making it seem like she is a mannequin. “It won’t work, if we go by the current regulations. For a mission of this scope, everything will have to be rewritten or at least new guidelines should be enforced”.

    “I will comply with any demand put forward”. Rufer was worried when Supreme Ruler Ar Yen poured cold water on his hopes, so when Emel Eg Sorm created an opening, he promptly struck the iron while it is hot. “New laws, new rules... And it would be my pleasure if Star Captain Emel Eg Sorm will agree to offer her command for the journey”.

    “Will you be okay with leaving the planet for such a long period of time, Star Captain Emel Eg Sorm?” Zax elected to give Rufer a hand.

    “My crew and I can conduct a thousand years mission if told”. Emel Eg Sorm said unwaveringly.

    “Then, if nobody objects, Director Ormuro, please draft the modus operandi for a hundred years mission, a joint operation of the Department Of Space and the individual Rufer Lavruer”.

    Rufer received Zax’s support, which for one reason or another remained undisputed. Soon, the Star Scavenger will embark on its first long term mission, while some wonder in their hearts…

    ‘Will it be successful?’

    When they should ask… Will it be its last?

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 34 – Getting Up

    “She can come back, but she chose to stay?!” In his humble bedroom, Archbishop Silternjan received Sheldon’s transmission and replayed it several times just to make sure he is not yet demented.

    ‘In the name of The Almighty, Sheldon, don’t you dare send a message to avoid direct communication!’ Archbishop Silternjan sent back, but alas, mediating between the church and Zax for Sister Iaura was not his problem anymore.

    ‘Oh, what am I supposed to do now?’ Archbishop Silternjan inwardly wailed. Looking up to the ceiling and through it to the blue sky, he prayed to The Almighty for mercy. ‘She must return before then…!’

    Roughly two and a half months later… The long awaited day arrived.

    “Remember that you must contact us at least once a week!”

    “Don’t eat whatever you find. Even Deformed Being can be poisonous, not to mention dangerous to hunt, so if you can’t identify whether it’s safe, wait till you get someplace populated to buy food”.

    “Always be sensible! Should you run out of Splinters, it would be up to you to earn more”.

    “Exactly, it was your choice. According to you ages, you are still children, but your cultivation entitle you to be called ‘Experts’!”

    Having completed the perquisites given to them by Zax, Jingrow and Niel had gained his approval to go adventuring in Ercas Mir. And now, Zetsa, Anet, Zax, Grerown and Shadow said their goodbyes as they sent off two boys beneath the blue sky.

    Venturing into the Titan Kapok Trees, Jingrow and Niel’s blood boiled in excitement. Soon after they shifted their gazes from their loved ones to the road ahead, with small backpacks and concealed spatial rings their small frames vanished in the vicinity.

    “Don’t cry”. Zax told Anet and drew her to his embrace, whilst he, too, felt fatherly concerns for their son and nephew that threatened to break his promise not to follow, not even with Soul Senses.

    “They are strong. Even if they will meet an adult Black Chrome Alligator, worst case scenario they’d be able to escape with light wounds”. Shadow remarked.

    “Truly tactless”. Grerown shook his head as he and Zetsa held hands.

    “Shadow, in such occasions you should wish for an auspicious journey”. Zax chided.

    “Yes, Boss, may the both of them have an auspicious journey”. Shadow said detachedly.

    “Obdurate”. Zetsa murmured what everyone thought, but since it was only a matter of a hardheaded decorum none kept pestering.

    “Zax”, Anet called him as he turned around.

    Her expression told him what was on her mind, so he said before she could. “It’d be fine”. His air of confidence blew vigorously and reassured her.

    “Be safe”. She said nevertheless.

    Their exchange attracted the others’ attention, but Zax did not give explanations. He looked to Shadow. “Set out”.

    “Ready?” Zax asked the man waiting leisurely on a two meters tall boulder within an Essence Cave.

    “It’s like a sauna for Core Masters and above cultivators”. Bin Bin drew a long breath and exhaled in comfort. He jumped down from the boulder. “Yes, for three months now”. He eagerly stretched in preparation to scuttle. “Shall we?”

    Zax smirked. “Take the lead. Something tells me you already know the way”.

    Without answering, Bin Bin kicked the ground and bolted, choosing to exercise his body instead of flying.

    There was more than a single route for the cave before the Savage Caves and the one their traversed was the shortest from the Essence Cave.

    ‘From what he told me this is his visit to New Earth and since he came he never strayed so far from Kingdom Earth, yet he seems to know the layout of Valgarel so well…’ Zax squinted.

    He was additionally aware that Bin Bin cared zilch for being discreet, but had not decided whether it was because of his blithe temperament or certainty in coping with him when the time arise, should it come to that…

    Entering the first Savage Cave, Bin Bin sighed in relief. “I thought the pressure here would be tedious to get accustomed for first comers, regardless of cultivation level”. He looked back at Zax and jeered. “Sure I feel savage force increasing as we go deeper, but I’ve seen worse from an angry Liminton”.

    “We of New Earth aren’t as extravagant as those above. This natural tempering land, fit for those below the third realm, is a great blessing that has our gratitude”. From him it was gratitude for Gogetna, from the rest of the world it was for Nature, which is why he did not specify.

    “I supposed…” Bin Bin’s line of sight nonchalantly shifted to farther ahead, however something in his acceptance to Zax’s outlook hinted on more profound contemplation.

    Keeping the same pace, they made it to the tunnel connecting the first and second Savage Caves and only upon arrival to the other side did Bin Bin slowed down to Zax’s position.

    “Here is the place…” At last, hesitation revealed itself fleetingly.

    “From here on our advancement won’t be parallel”. Zax notified. ‘Somewhere in this place is a chamber with one of the three locks to the Godly Law Template. Except from it, this place is only good for mainly cultivation the soul and collecting attribute essences. Which is it that made you want to come here?’

    “I can sense it”. Bin Bin agreed. “Say, will you interfere with me?” He suddenly made eye contact and examined the tiniest ripples in Zax’s aura.

    “You claimed that your actions won’t cause problems. Don’t make me think otherwise and I’ll let you be”.

    “In that case, neither of us has to worry”. Bin Bin laughed. “I could make fun of the first cave, but not of this one. And being someone who cares dearly of his life, even if you weren’t sticking to me like glue, I wouldn’t want to do something to agitate the forces in this cave”.

    Finding that their agreement still holds, Bin Bin left Zax at the entrance of the cave and began to proceed alone in moderate strides, contending against the gravitational and savage forces.

    ‘Last I’ve been here I made it to the twelve hundreds and seventy three meters mark, all thanks to my rising understanding of the dark attribute. At the time, I could even take dozen more paces to the thirteen hundred mark with extra effort. Bin Bin has robust mist cultivation and decent understanding of his attribute to match someone beyond his level. The one hundred and twenty meters mark should have been his limit… how come he is almost at the one hundred and fifty with no sign of slowing?’ Zax could only rely on his eyes in the second Savage Cave, and by choosing to remain behind he could only see Bin Bin’s back.

    He took a step forward, intrigued by Bin Bin’s methods more than what he wants to achieve, since he knew the consequence of breaking a lock and how immensely more adverse could be the results of how it broke.

    He caught up to Bin Bin on the three hundred meters mark, way past his threshold before the Elite Tryouts, but the latter did not react or even seem aware to his approach.

    Sanguine glow shone in his eyes and blood slid from a cut in his forehead.

    ‘He isn’t conscious…’ Zax followed the thin trail of blood that split below the eyebrows to each eye, as if to refuel the bloody radiance. Despite his intense concentration, his vision failed to penetrate the scarlet veil.

    Circulating his breathing, he stirred the vitality of his body, then dark attribute energy and finally portion of dark element energy; converging them in the form of a three layers formation in his pupils. It was an arduous task that required complexity to equipoise the risk of channeling dark element energy to his eyes.

    By the four hundred and fifty seven meters mark the formation was completed and Zax breached a minuscule section of the scarlet veil in Bin Bin’s left eye.

    ‘Incredible! This can’t be a Mortal technique and there… this!’ A waning green droplet appeared through the crack in the sea of blood. ‘It resembles the Diluted Element… Green is the hue of the windy attribute, is it pure windy element energy? But it’s different than the dark element energy I can muster. In terms of quality I can’t even deduce its potency’, he averted his gaze to the right eye. ‘And Bin Bin utilizes a drop in each eye!’

    Zax’s heart faltered. If the droplets of windy element energy were counted as tools, in this situation, then their application at the hands of a mere Martial Mortal demanded an absurd amount of intricate deliberation.

    The seven hundred mark.

    ‘The windy element energy both protects and assists Bin Bin in surveying the cave… for the hidden chamber?’ There was nothing else in Zax’s opinion worth going to such lengths to obtain, as far as he knew.

    Eight hundred, nine hundred…

    Drenched in sweat and with turmoil in his Inner Panorama, due to the condition of his soul and spirit, Zax realized that it will be impossible for him to reach the thousand meters mark, much less his old record or Bin Bin’s ultimate destination.

    He halted and watched Bin Bin getting farther away.

    The cave was roughly twenty kilometers in a straight line from its entrance.

    Thousand meters, two kilometers, three… five… ten…

    If Zax was still beside Bin Bin, he could see the green droplets depleting at an accelerating rate. Without them, Bin Bin will have to withstand on his own the two forces of the cave, in other words, dealing himself a quick death sentence.

    ‘Stopping just past the eleven kilometers mark… is the entrance for the chamber situated around there?’ Zax attempted to search but found nothing peculiar. ‘What’s that? Did he remove one of the drops?’

    Zax read correctly the motions of Bin Bin’s body from the back. Indeed, he removed a droplet and let it fall on the earth. Meanwhile, the remaining droplet was blocking the brunt of the two forces with only second before being fully consumed.

    The falling droplet made contact with the ground and was absorbed to it almost like it was part of its larger whole.

    All kinds of lights emerged from the ground, depicting visual aid to the Three Locks formation, as well as sounds, scents and touch.

    A multicolored gale blew toward all direction, sweeping with it the two forces of the cave. Zax felt a soothing breeze washing his body and sea of consciousness. To his amazement, his soul and body abruptly healed from all the wounds taken by the Godly Retribution’s onslaught and even more shockingly, his kneeling spirit shuddered as its knees gradually lifted up.

    With the two forces not there to obstruct, Zax dashed to Bin Bin and to the opening in the ground that appeared right at his feet.

    His eyes were closed and dry blood smeared his face red from forehead to chin. He, too, was in the midst of recovery. In the end, the last part of his method was more harmful to the executioner than the environment and spectator, and in preparation for that the healing wind was implemented.

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 35 – Sentient And Awakening

    To say Zax was gratified will be an understatement. Bin Bin’s preparation benefited on several accounts.

    Firstly, it healed his injuries with only his spirit still crouched but at least not kneeling anymore.

    Secondly, he opened the hidden chamber of the second Savage Cave without endangering, basically the world, as he nearly did at the climax of his battle with the Horned Eel.

    Thirdly, the Godly Law Template’s aura had not escape yet the chamber, allowing him a chance to study it if not the template itself – Gogenta preferred for him not to waste time on something that might deviate his intended path as the inheritor to Legacy Of The One’s Path.

    Lastly, Bin Bin’s droplets of windy element energy were spent after barring the gravitational and savage forces of the cave, healing him and opening the chamber. Hence, they could not pose a risk to him anymore.

    ‘You were sent by Sheldon to speak of Immortal Senior Ohar. I presume the windy element energy was delivered somehow from Senior Ohar, as well as their execution method… Did Senior Ohar moderate the operation in consideration to me?‘ Zax wondered if that, too, was an act of good faith or just a coincidence.

    “Let’s enter together”. He decided to assist Bin Bin, though the fellow was unresponsive due to the process of his recovery. Unlike him, Bin Bin did not cultivate his physique.

    He picked him on his back and descended the tens of meters to the bottom of the chamber.

    ‘Again, just like in the Earthly Crater, this comfortable sensation… I can’t be complacent! Previously, its presence and the pace it allowed my spirit to take aroused the Godly Retribution!’ In the weakened state of his spirit he risking the same stunt might result in more harm than good. ‘Hold it… I can use it to help my spirit, but I can’t alert the Godly Retribution. It has to stay crouched!’ The hard part was forcing his spirit to listen. Its yearning for the last bottleneck of insight was virtually beyond his control.

    ‘Feels good’. Bin Bin let out a sweet voice right to his ear.

    ‘That idiot, what is he doing?’ By resisting the cozy aura of the Godly Law Template, Zax could vaguely retain his senses, otherwise he would not have heard or felt Bin Bin’s breath, perhaps even loosening his arms and dropping him. ‘Whatever. I can’t let him distract me’.

    So long as the aura was caged in the chamber, he wanted a chance lucidly perceive it, but the prerequisite for that was acclimating to its emission.

    While Zax was preoccupied with himself, Bin Bin’s spatial released a faint, emerald glow. A shiny coarse stone the size of a baby’s fist, popped out, falling first to the bottom of the chamber.

    Without a sound the stone landed and a phenomenon began to occur as both Zax and Bin Bin remained oblivious in their personal situations.

    Green flames emerged from the stone, illuminating the chamber. They burnt for quite a while and even after Zax’s feet touched soil. Weirdly, they did not cause harm to him, Bin Bin or even their clothes.

    Then, a howl echoed in the chamber. The flames latched onto something invisible, intangible. It tried to resist, but the flame behaved more like quicksand than fire. The more the thing fought, the faster it got dragged to the originator of the flames, the emerald stone. Finally, when it was trapped inside the stone, the flames receded back to it.

    Done with its purpose, the stone rose to the air, but instead of returning to Bin Bin’s spatial ring, it imbued itself in his forehead, where blood gushed to his eyes before he healed.

    Bin Bin torpidly opened his eyes and blinked perplexedly a few times. “This… where? The good feeling? Ouch! My head!” The instant his palm reflexively slammed against his forehead realization dawned on him and his face wore a fervent countenance.

    “I made it! Uncle Ohar’s Emerald Soul Gam at last reacted!” He shouted happily, ignoring the fact that he is on Zax’s back, within the hidden chamber Sheldon told him about or in front illusionary white bright triangular plate, the locked aura of the Godly Law Template – which his senses could perfectly perceive.

    ‘Uncle Ohar suggested this Star for me as a good breeding ground to worldly elemental Spirits, but until this very moment I was skeptical about it. I also have to thank uncle Sheldon. If it wasn’t for him urging me to unearth the secrets of this place and this room, ‘third cave’, I never would have agreed to waste the windy element energy’. Jubilant and concerned about nothing but his successful endeavor, still hanging on Zax, he began to inspect his integration with the coarse, green stone, Emerald Soul Gam.

    ‘I did my best’. Zax concluded when he came to himself. ‘Bin Bin hasn’t woken up yet… wait, I’m not influenced anymore by the Godly Law Template’s aura. Did I miss its clash with the Godly Retribution or is it because I responded aptly this time?’

    He had no way of finding out and frankly he was fine with this unknown.

    ‘My spirit can stand up straight and even reach out now’. This alone made him happy with this trip. ‘Restraining taking a third of the effort I’m putting on maintaining the newly erected protective formation around the Godly Retribution. Well, I can manage it. Nevertheless, for taking the remaining step and a half to the sixth bottleneck I’ll have to find a strong catalyst and make further preparation for the anticipate genuine eruption of the Godly Retribution’. Minimizing his predicaments to only two was something to be content with, even though they were the most troublesome.

    ‘This is?’ He took note of the brilliant glare from the illusionary plate. “The Godly Law Template’s aura!” A mere look was sufficient to grasp, and the recognition was the kind that sparked into being out of nowhere.

    Entranced, Zax obsoleted the plate. It appeared to have writings, however maybe because it was just an aura they were illegible.

    ‘It’s futile. I… I can’t discern a straight line from a curve, never mind a whole letter’. It was too incomplete. The best he could make of the opportunity was basking in the aura, which he already did to the point of it being fruitless or rather dangerous…

    ‘A fraction of the original aura is brimming with immeasurable power and in spite of that its fluctuations are bridled as if the lock sill active. Can I…’ He covetously reached to grab, dark attribute energy shielding his hand.

    Unbeknownst to Zax, the plate was agitated by the intent in the initiation of his motion. It shuddered and issued a hum that his perception was too slow to pick.


    Blinding light, defeating sound and then nothing. Both Zax and Bin Bin were shocked into unconsciousness.

    Tremors spread all across New Earth, not violent or even daunting, but the disturbance shook the foundation of the network of tunnels and caves, instigating various Sun Stone storms.

    Hours of unrest flustered humans and beasts alike. In the first half hour it could be said that residential caves were equipped to deal with Sun Stone storms and so were the tribes in Valgarel, abandoning only Wild beasts to fend for themselves, but in time the storms exacerbated. Luckily, when technology failed, Core Masters and above risen to take the responsibility, erecting barriers to hold off the storms.

    “This… is the Godly Law Template’s aura!”

    “The Godly Law Template’s aura!”

    “A second apparition!”

    “Hamumni? No, this direction… Selivereb!”

    From all corners of the globe, be it humans, beasts or Deformed Beings, all with sufficient level of cultivation could feel the prominent aura that once stirred the Earthly Crater.

    Among those experts, only four of the five powers’ leaders noticed the fluctuations escaping from the pathway to New Earth.

    In the Down Ocean.

    Admiral Hamumni had been submerged in the turbid, mercury like seawater for the past ten years, examining the Heavy Water Pools for clues about the Godly Law Template.

    “Oh, no!” In the midst of exploring a Heavy Water Pool, which seemed to accommodate a dormant Spirit, the draining on the layer of ice at the bottom abruptly ceased and a novel, sentient inhalation caught Admiral Hamumni unguarded as it drew for the first time, nearly pulling her in.

    Distancing herself from the pool, Admiral Hamumni assumed that she avoided the clutches of an untimely death when she was bombarded by raving undulation from far, close and every direction.

    “No! No! No! The all the Spirits are gaining sentience simultaneously and awakening!” Frightened for her dear life, with zero consideration to what it might mean for the Godly Law Template, she transformed to her animalistic form…

    Waist up, a blue luster glittered over her white, seamless body, while her white long, oceanic hair spread flowingly. Waist down, blue, green and yellow scales adorned her fish’s tail along with seven razor sharp fins and pearly four long tentacles.

    ‘I must get out and alert elder sister Beking, alert everyone! If those things resurface we must make haste and ask for Immortal reinforcement, otherwise, with so many Spirits awakening, the lives on this Star are doomed!’

    ‘Hamumni?’ General Beking received the transmission the instant Admiral Hamumni left the waters of the Down Ocean. “What?!” Hearing the message, she tensed and bellowed direly. ‘No! I Don’t care for the agreement! Don’t you say a word to them, yet! Return to me immediately! Order your Blue Sea forces to converge with mine! Should those Spirit will really show signs of coming out, we must ask Sheldon to contact the Planetary Battalion sooner than the others turn to him to communicate with the superpowers behind them. As for what next… I fear it would be an Immortals War!’

    General Beking clenched her fists. Their options were really confining. Apart from Luminous Church, all other four powers could commune with the superpowers supporting them, but should they invite them, Sinister Chain, who possesses Luminous Church’s Galactic Communicator, will retaliate by sending the planet’s coordinates throughout the nearby Plains and perhaps farther!

    Additionally, even if Sinister Chain would be removed from the equation, should they summon aid from the Voltic Star, Planetary Battalion and Holy Palace before locating the Godly Law Template, then not a shred of the thousands years of labor will come to fruition for any of the five powers’ leaders.

    And should they accept losing everything, will Sheldon agree to work for free?

    “Dammit! Dammit!” General Beking did the calculation and curse. ‘Wait for me, Hamumni, I’m coming to you. We can’t be impulsive before being certain about the Godly Law Template!’

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 36 – Audacious Four

    Above the Eastern Continent’s eastern coastline with Down Ocean.

    “Elder sister Beking”, Admiral Hamumni called for the figure reaching from the horizon.

    “Hamumni”, General Beking greeted, but her attention was entirely focused on the silvery foam atop the turbid ocean. “I can sense them, too, even outside the ocean… the undulation in the water carry the fluctuations of their energy. This potency I’ve only witnessed Immortals exhibit”. She talked to herself, frowning, before turning to Admiral Hamumni. “You were supposed to be checking the Heavy Water Pools, so I’m not sure if you felt it, but a little while ago the second apparition of the Godly Law Template emerged in Rising City”.

    “What?!” Admiral Hamumni gasped in shock, showing off her rows tiny, sharp teeth. “Should we not head there immediately? What about the others?”

    “Do you want to wrangle with that man?” General Beking.

    “Zax Zel…” Admiral Hamumni sure knew to whom she was referring. “It all of us combined, display our rightful prestige, he won’t be stupid. We shall coerce him into a verbal agreement”.

    “Well, that’s an option, not a good one, but the possibilities are already exhausted. We’ll cross that bridge due time. Now help me observe what’s happening in the ocean. If the Spirits are coming out, our only priority would the summon help”.

    Nodding gravely, Admiral Hamumni shifted her eyeless face backwards and extended her pearly four long tentacles. “How long should we keep watch?” She asked, but General Beking had no concrete answer, hence she maintained her silence.

    “Again, those two don’t show up?!” Horn Kikon – in his three meters tall, four armed golden, man – grunted upon meeting General Logan.

    “Perhaps the second apparition caused a reaction in the Down Ocean. We will go there later. This apparition had yet to dissipate. Let’s take the opportunity, before Northstar and Silternjan’s arrival, to attempt tracing from it the actual location of the Godly Law Template”.

    The pair hovered in the air domain of Rising City. Without being noticed, their auras spread out along their Sublime Soul Senses. Gradually they were drawn to the pathway to New Earth.

    “As I suspected”. General Logan grimaced.

    “What are you afraid of?” Horn Kikon said as if he read his mind. “This reaction of yours… Are you implying that my presence is insufficient to take a stand in his territory?!”

    Ever since the incident in the Grand Abode, it was evident to all leaders of the five powers that none among them is a match to Zax. However, only one of them took the realization as a self inflicted insult.

    Eventually, Horn Kikon’s Youyue ego refused to resign to the fact, and worst, was itching for a reason to scrap his deeply buried doubts and prove otherwise.

    General Logan glared at Horn Kikon, but refrained from commenting to either of his questions. “If we traced it to somewhere in the vicinity of Rising City, then just the two of use would’ve been the preferable way. Instead, things got complicated... Let’s wait for Northstar and Silternjan”.

    “Coward”. Horn Kikon spat. “I’ll show you… how low is your judgment. And you call yourself a ‘Soul cultivator’”.

    Moments later.

    “Kikon, Logan”, by the mere sight of the two aimlessly hovering above Rising City, rather than madly looking for clues about the Godly Law Template, Archbishop Silternjan and Cardinal Northstar assessed that an issue requiring their cooperation has risen.

    “Oh, New Earth!” Cardinal Northstar was the first to track the second apparition.

    “So that’s why you were waiting for us”. Archbishop Silternjan amiably smiled. “Sadly, I have to disappoint you. Our visit is merely a retrieval of a young and very adventurous postulant”.

    Cardinal Northstar nodded, as he joined in on the excuse and for once, for the first time in months, was glad Sister Iaura was taken by Zax. Naturally, the prerequisite to muster this sort of happiness was the information, acquired by Archbishop Silternjan, which claimed the multi personalities lass is being treated cordiality.

    “The little girl, Iaura, was abducted right in front of you. According to my intel, you and Stelero Mars received a beating before Zax Zel departed. Now you want to pretend that there is no hostility between you and him?” General Logan snorted.

    “There is no profound friendship, but a while ago we reconciled”. Archbishop Silternjan gave an aged smug of “no worries”.

    The four descended for the pathway in Rising City leading to New Earth.

    “The formation guarding the entrance can only be opened by its operators, those two first level Martial Mortals”. Archbishop Silternjan pointed at the fenced area with small border control buildings. “Logan, are you and Kikon intending to barge in?” He and Cardinal Northstar had a pretext for going through the standard procedure; however due to the border crossing’s schedule it would be too slow. Therefore, Archbishop Silternjan enticed whichever of the two who listened to shorten the process by committing an invasion.

    “We are here for the Godly Law Template, you are for the postulant. Always so cunning, fanatics of the Holy Palace, you select disunity when a mutual foe is ahead of us...” General Logan sudden chuckle made Archbishop Silternjan and Cardinal Northstar uncomfortable. “Kikon, time is of the essence; let’s not waste more of it”.

    Two shiny runes shot from General Logan’s pupils for the two formation’s operators, who before even noticing, were struck with ashen countenances.

    “Open the formation”. General Logan ordered and the two, as if in a state of dream, followed the course determined by the surrounding.

    Instantly, General Logan and Horn Kikon rushed past the formation into the pathway.

    “Imbeciles”. Horn Kikon sneered.

    “What!” Archbishop Silternjan lividly swallowed the remark and watched as the formation closed with him and Cardinal Northstar still outside.

    “Silternjan, what he did…!” Cardinal Northstar was no less surprise and aggrieved.

    A fifth level Martial Mortal could easily burrow the mind and hypnotize a first level Martial Mortal, but without being proficient in the field of the soul, but depending on the object’s cultivation level, certain demands are impossible to impose.

    General Logan’s feats, on the other hand, did not compel the two operators by manipulating the difference in their and his strength, but by using the attainment in the soul he gained from understanding his attribute.

    “The apparitions of the Godly Law Template progressively making us reveal our trump cards”. Archbishop Silternjan regained his composure. “Kikon, Hamumni, now Logan…”


    Using a simple palm strike, he punched a hole in the formation and brought an end to the charade.

    “Northstar, Sister Iaura is your responsibility”. Archbishop Silternjan said and crossed the threshold to New Earth.

    Quiet but closing in from behind, Cardinal Northstar was ready to respond in accordance to the order of priorities.

    A crack yet still blackness, white light yet still not colors. By the time Zax got back to himself minutes have gone by, hours and days for someone of his caliber.

    He and Bin Bin had not left the chamber, but the Godly Law Template’s aura was near depletion and the illusionary plate completely vanished.

    ‘Is he out cold, busy meditating or something else?’ Seeing Bin Bin dully sitting on the ground, Zax pondered. ‘There is no sign of harm’. Reaching the conclusion that he can manage on his own, Zax decided to leave the chamber.

    The second Savage Cave’s gravitational and savage forces had yet to return and possibly were vanquished indefinitely. Uncertain, Zax carried Bin Bin to the entrance of the cave and proceeded onwards alone.

    ‘These auras!’ Upon exiting the first Savage Cave’s, Zax’s face contracted.

    His flight reached a screeching halt that caused the wind the howl and the same happened in front of him, by the four figures coming at his direction.

    “How valiant…” Infuriated, Zax uttered slowly in a menacing tone.

    Killing intent gushed all around as the surrounding worldly attribute energies were in disarray.

    Archbishop Silternjan, Cardinal Northstar, General Logan and Horn Kikon swiftly encircled Zax, but while the latter two entered a combat stance, the former ones dispersed their auras.

    “Zax, Cardinal Northstar and I are here to retrieve Sister Iaura!” Archbishop Silternjan abruptly shouted. “Logan and Kikon forcefully breached the pathway’s formation”. He pushed the blame.

    Neither General Logan nor Horn Kikon argued. At this stage it was pointless.

    ‘Kikon, wait’. General Logan pleaded. “Zax, we did not mean to make a disturbance. I and Kikon were simply overwhelmed and attracted by the phenomenon stemming from your New Earth. Northstar and Silternjan”, he glanced at the two. “Where in this cave is your postulant situated?”

    “So what?!” Zax bellowed. General Logan did not explicitly say it, but he knew the lot’s real goal, hence, whatever manner they tried to justify their presence in New Earth was useless. “Anything that occurs in New Earth, for good or worse, is under my jurisdiction. Your assistance is unnecessary or wanted. Now get lost!”

    “Zax-” Archbishop Silternjan opened.

    “Iaura is free to leave. She doesn’t need your escort”. Zax shut him up.

    “Logan…” The muscles on Horn Kikon’s four arms bulged as he pulled them aside. Zax’s killing intent goaded his already belligerent temper to break the last sliver of restraint.

    “ROAR!” In a flash, the golden man disappeared, replaced by a nightmarish monstrosity towering over three hundred meters.

    A huge dragon claw plunged for Zax.



    Archbishop Silternjan and Cardinal Northstar used the opportunity to bypass Zax for the Savage Caves, where the Godly Law Template’s aura still lingered.

    Moment later General Logan joined them. Even if he wanted or could enter the fray, he was oath bound to Zax. If Zax will ask as aid against Horn Kikon, his Voltic Star’s compatriot, rarest of all beasts, might actually meet his demise.

    With the back of his hand, Zax deflected the giant claw and gave a scornful side look to the fleeing three. Other than its scattering aura, there was nothing of the Godly Law Template in the second Savage Cave. Their idiotic endeavor is bound to be for naught.

    “In this form you are unable to fight me”. He resumed his confrontation with Horn Kikon, but mainly continued to block.

    “Kikon, this is not an appropriate battleground for us”. It was a reminder as well as a warning.

    Horn Kikon roared, executing strike after strike, venting more than wildly assaulting. His pride was trampled by Zax’s existence, but not his sanity.

    For him this was a statement, one a repeated more than once, “I am a Youyue!”

    “Tsk!” Zax clucked his tongue. Horn Kikon was the only opponent on this planet against whom threats would do the opposite effect. ‘I have to bear it’. He could not risk New Earth. He can repay this insult when the four will realize there is nothing for them in New Earth and leave.

    The exchange scared off roaming beast and human experts. Small beasts’ tribes who sensed the terrifying fluctuations several caves away escaped, not knowing where would be far enough and whether their kind could survive there.

    Soon, the last ripple of the Godly Law Template’s aura disappeared and as predicted, the trio returned with disgruntled mugs.

    Zax and Horn Kikon separated.

    “Please accept Luminous Church’s apology for our rudeness, Zax”. Archbishop Silternjan awkwardly smiled midflight. “For taking good care of our young postulant you have our most profound appreciation”. He then hurried to depart with the also awkwardly nodding Cardinal Northstar.

    “You call this ‘no disturbance’?” Zax mockingly asked General Logan.

    ‘I owe you compensation’. General Logan transmitted and sent to Horn Kikon. ‘Come on. Since Beking and Hamumni did not show up by now, something most likely transpired in the Down Ocean and is yet to over‘.

    Watching the four withdrawing, a glint of aspiration morphed into a brilliant thought in Zax’s mind. ‘This can be my chance…’

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 37 – Waiting Patiently

    “They let him follow them?!” Admiral Hamumni exclaimed.

    “So the apparition originated in New Earth…” General Beking mused, guessing what transpired for Zax to end up coming after Horn Kikon and the rest.

    “You let him come!” Admiral Hamumni greeted the four in contempt.

    “We could not shake him off”. Archbishop Silternjan explained guilelessly. “You can drive him away, if you think you can”.

    “I would like to see any of you try”. The black blur that was Zax, who maintained a constant speed in his pursuit after Horn Kikon, General Logan, Archbishop Silternjan and Cardinal Northstar, appeared moment after the four.

    He scanned the first arrivals, but none dared make eye contact with him, for one reason or another. Be that as it may, the stage was no longer New Earth and if need be, before throwing punches, it will not be a problem to drag whoever among them to the mesosphere.

    ‘We can’t fight him’. General Logan sent the others without getting into the oath he gave Zax. ‘Refrain from using Sublime Soul Sense. Rely on the communicators to converse’.

    ‘What happened here, Beking?’ Cardinal Northstar asked the question on everybody’s mind.

    ‘Don’t play around’. Horn Kikon warned, peeved by Zax, but with his attention on the matter at hand.

    ‘All the Spirits in the Heavy Water Pools had gained sentience and in the process of awakening’. Since they were here before she could assess the situation in the Down Ocean in its entirety, the truth was something not within her power to conceal by the devising a meaningful plan in the short timespan she had.

    ‘Hamumni, did you really sense it?’ Shaken, General Logan inquired.

    ‘Elder sister Beking said it, so do you think I’ll contradict her?’ Admiral Hamumni sneered. ‘If you don’t believe us, dive and check of yourself. At this point there is no need to get close to the Heavy Water Pool to probe them. The undulation they discharge spread far and wide’.

    ‘The state of affairs has gone beyond what Peak Martial Mortals can handle. We must inform the Immortals’. Cardinal Northstar coveted a private session with the Godly Law Template, but he did not sign on this perilous of a risk. Moreover, he could not afford endangering Stelero Mars and Sister Iaura.

    ‘Not yet’. General Beking hastened to placate the tension before one of the others will rashly sabotage this mission they all, in a way, share. ‘Why do you think Hamumni and me dawdling above the western coastline? If the Spirits remain docile in the Down Ocean, would there be a need for us to abort our tasks?’

    ‘That’s a hell of a gamble’. Horn Kikon remarked. ‘I desire it’.

    ‘I don’t’. Cardinal Northstar retorted.

    ‘I do’. Archbishop Silternjan cut his transmission and then sent privately. ‘You sought to partake in my mission since you realized you cannot return to the Holy Palace, Northstar. You schemed and cooperated diligently with me up till now; were you secretly so faithless to begin with?’

    ‘I’m aware of my limits’. Cardinal Northstar angrily responded. ‘Of course I’m willing to do whatever it takes to expand my horizon with the Godly Law Template. But, have you forgotten why I was sent here? To safeguard His Young Eminence and Sister Iaura. I was picked because on this Star I can keep them from any harm. The presence of the Spirits was already a stretch past the red line. With them awakening and possibly leaving the Heavy Water Pools… Remember, you have the consequences of failure to your mission but so do I to mine!’

    ‘All I’m asking of you is not to prematurely quit’. Archbishop Silternjan implored. ‘Wait a while longer. To avoid an unfavorable scenario, I’ve sent Bishops to accompany back Sister Iaura and ordered for the Grand Abode to be at a standby for takeoff; it’s faster than the spacecraft you brought’.

    ‘This is not enough assurance’.

    ‘Then, we can rig the Core of your spacecraft’s engine. It may result in a timely explosion that can deter Sacred Immortals, certainly newborn Spirits’.

    Archbishop Silternjan and Cardinal Northstar argued, while also listened to the debate among the other four.

    General Logan weighed the pros and cons for everyone. Due to his recent breakthrough, he felt less reliant on the Godly Law Template, and so he too was in the apprehensive side.

    Admiral Hamumni was in the same wary group. She would do and did as General Beking because she valued her as closest kin, but she had an opinion of her own and quelling it while facing General Logan’s cons was a struggle in and of itself.

    ‘I changed my mind’. Cardinal Northstar informed the rest after getting into an agreement with Archbishop Silternjan. ‘The greatest thing you have to lose is your lives and currently the probability it will happen is rather high. I’m, conversely, playing with greater stakes and like any of you, for only the chance to have a divided prize. Nonetheless, this chance and that divided prize are still worth it and you all know it even better than I do’.

    ‘Then it is settled’. General Logan concluded the deliberation. ‘Order your subordinates in their excavation’s sites to stay put. Reconnaissance could agitate the Spirits’.

    The silence that ensued post his arrival was short, not even the space between words in non cultivators’ conversation. To Zax, however, it was sufficiently long to determine that the six will not let him in on the situation, at least if he will not force them…

    “Halt!” Admiral Hamumni barked at Zax as he floated down for the surface water of the Down Ocean.

    “Why?” It was not an ignorant inquiry, but a blunt showing of how easily he can goad them to speak.

    ‘Let me’. General Logan sent the group. “Because there were dormant thing in the water that now are awake and should not be tempted to come out… The phenomenon in the Savage Caves and a decade ago in the Earthly Crater had spawned Beings called Spirits…”

    General Logan correlated the emergence of the Godly Law Template’s aura apparition to the creation of the Spirits, rather than ascribing it to the Heavy Water Pools formation, without elaborating much on the former. Otherwise, Zax received a thorough explanation of what exactly Spirits are.

    ‘A byproduct of the last part of the Three Locks formation in the Down Ocean…’ Zax quickly connected the dots.

    “For the time being we decided to postpone taking action”. General Beking intersected. “The Spirits, right now, are like infants, ones whose tantrum can bring about catastrophes. If you value the lives on Ercas Mir and New Earth you won’t do something that will interfere with our measures”.

    “I’ll just follow you closely”. Zax grinned.

    General Beking frowned, but said nothing. She turned for the Down Ocean with her eyes fixated on every ripple and rustle in the water.

    The rest conducted themselves similarly, including Zax.

    ‘It’s possible that the Godly Law Template will reveal its location if the last part of the Three Locks formation will dismantle. Two things might happen then… either they will contend for the template or alert their Immortals, through Sheldon and if not, disregard Sinister Chain’s threats and use their Galactic Communicators’. Zax pondered what to do.

    He had expected hundreds of years to pass before the three Immortal powerhouses behind the five powers will descend, but the more he learned the more he realize how unreliable was that estimation.

    ‘Senior Gid’, he sent via his communicator.

    ‘Zax, what’s up with? Why only now are you answering?! I heard a commotion brow at the border area of the pathway in Rising City and strange vibrations dispersed across New Earth. Big brother Ariel and big sister Trey said they tried to contact you but failed and big brother Ariel claimed that he sensed fluctuations he recognized from ten some years ago…’

    A barrage of restlessness stormed Zax the instant communication was made.

    ‘Stop, Senior Gid! Give me a chance to talk!’ Zax snapped and contacted Supreme Rulers Ariel, Trey and Ar Yen. ‘Listen to me all of you…’

    Avoiding the same mistake he did with Gid Chu, Zax narrated everything that happened since he entered the chamber in the second Savage Cave and his supposition of the five powers, omitting only his personal knowledge of the Godly Law Template.

    ‘Make preparation in case of emergency. Attempt to contact the Star Scavenger, if it hasn’t gotten too far. I’ll remain with them at the Eastern Continent’s eastern coastline. Perhaps the Spirits will be a setback for the five powers... In spite of everything, they are essentially contending one another. Therefore, it’s doubtful they desire to proceed when in the same spot’.

    ‘I hope you are right’. Supreme Ruler Trey expressed.

    ‘Be careful!’ Supreme Ruler Ar Yen reminded. ‘Stay vigilant of those bastards. Don’t let them gang up on you!’

    ‘The matter is too big for just the five of us’. Supreme Ruler Ariel stated.

    ‘Contact whoever you deem helpful, but beware, the five powers cannot notice odd movement‘. Zax disconnected the communication with the three Supreme Rulers. ‘Senior Gid, my son and nephew are journeying in Ercas Mir. Please send people to find and retrieve them to New Earth’.

    ‘I’ll get to it immediately’.

    “Thank you”. Zax said.

    He disconnected to connection with Gid Chu and opened one last channel…

    ‘…So don’t worry’. He finished describing the situation to Anet and waited for her reply.

    ‘Alright’. Although it sounded like she understood, Zax knew that her tender heart wavered in concern. ‘I’ll wait for Niel and Jingrow and you… I love you, look out for yourself ’.

    ‘I will. I love you, too’. The transmission was over.

    ‘It has been seven days. How long are we to wait?’ Horn Kikon sonorously asked.

    ‘The Spirits haven’t acted at all. Apart from one occurrence where two briefly appeared near the surface of the water, nothing extraordinary manifested in the Down Ocean’. Archbishop Silternjan mentioned.

    ‘Shall we go in or order your subordinates to examine any changes in the seafloor?’ Cardinal Northstar asked.

    “What are you talking about?” Zax, who floated some tens of meters away, noted the slight facial distortion of contemplation on Admiral Hamumni‘s face, where otherwise, for the past several days, all six personage of the five powers presented static countenances like a peculiar variety if mannequins.

    “Logan”, Zax turned for the man after nobody answered.

    “We are just wondering if it’s safe and things can go back to normal”.


    “You can go back to New Earth. Tell your people that the Down Ocean is inaccessible so the Sprits won’t be bothered”. Admiral Hamumni heckled. Of course she noticed Zax’s short glimpse, which made her realize it was her fault he picked up on their conversation.

    “You have people in the ocean, right? Are they alive, in hiding or back to their work?” After Gid Chu’s official return to New Earth, a large portion of Sinister Chain database was disclosed to the high echelon, including the five powers’ excavation in the Down Ocean.

    ‘What should we say? A lie would not pass if he will decide to see for himself’. Feeling like she offered her hand to the tiger’s maw, Admiral Hamumni regretted speaking and anxiously asked.

    ‘Tell him the truth’. It was not the answer that surprised everyone, but the one who suggested it. Horn Kikon continued. ‘It’s not like he will recognize the Heavy Water Pools’ formation even if it will stand out in bright colors. Maybe he will even get into an altercation in a Spirit and die’.

    ‘I concur’. General Logan said. ‘I’m not sure about the rest of you, but one of my men notified me that he accidently got into an arm distance from a Spirit and it ignored him. All we have to do is work together, see what’s happening with our own eyes and exit the ocean. From there, let time do it course…’

    “We are about to check on them. Do what you see fit, just don’t involve us. The waters are hazardous, now more than ever”. Saying that, General Logan headed first to the Down Ocean.

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 38 – Acting Up

    ‘Calculating fellow… in record time he led them to elude me!’ Zax surveyed the mercury like water, but to no avail.

    Soon after he followed the six into the Down Ocean, General Logan, the man at the forefront, exploited a daunting encounter with a passing Spirit to lose Zax, which succeeded only due to the latter’s inexperience…

    ‘Is this how it feels to be in the unrestrained presence of an Immortal?’ He verified again the direction the Spirit drifted toward, rather than swam, and every hair on his body was still like a prickly pin.

    It long vanished but his memory of the event was as clear as his first recollection of the blue sky. It was dazzlingly bluish, semitransparent and in some aspects hazy. Since its aura was unchecked, to Zax the overall picture was akin to looking at the sun at dusk.

    ‘I have to be careful!’ He reminded himself and proceeded to dive in search for the third lock. ‘Both the Savage Caves and the Earthly Crater exuded effects on the soul and gravity as a derivative of the Three Locks formation. It should be the same in the Down Ocean. I just need to locate these forces and follow to their origin’.

    An hour, two, three… getting to the bottom of the ocean proved to be an arduous task as Zax attempted to be most inconspicuous; a fear he nearly forgotten gradually creeped up on him at every sighting of a Spirit.

    There were not many, five or six in total, but the manner in which they transpired and the sense of inferiority that was no different to when an ant and a boot meet placed insane amount of mental pressure on maintain the prospects of keeping cautious and not losing the life.

    The closer Zax got to making contact with a Spirit, which by the way they all looked vaguely the same, was in the second encounter. The Star Scavenger size Spirit appeared like phantom. In one second there was nothing ahead and in the second it halted right before ramming Zax.

    At the time, Zax failed to figure if the induction of imminent death was due to his imagination or the Spirit’s actual intent. Regardless, he did not dwell on it and slowly bent backwards and slid across the Spirit.

    ‘Solid ground’. Zax sighed inwardly and was alleviated from roughly third of his fatigue. ‘There are weak undulations in the water resembling suction… the pull of a gravitational force?’ It was difficult to perceive the things before one’s eyes in the Down Ocean, much less with Soul Sense.

    He traced the source of the undulations.

    ‘No. It’s not the dark attribute’s Swallowing property or earthly attribute’s Gravity property… specks of icy attribute are mingled in the undulation. It is suction, possibly resulting from the combination of the icy attribute’s Heavy and Flow properties. But is it a natural occurring formation of the Down Ocean or the making of the Three Locks formation?’ Zax mused. ‘People? No! These are members of Blue Sea’.

    He discovered them after an hour of walking.

    Eight humanoid aquatic beasts, scaly, with fins and various colors, were situated beside the entrance of a coral small palace. They stood as if in wait, sometimes staring at the same direction, other times contemplating among themselves should they go inside the palace.

    Zax observed them for a half an hour before he advanced. He was too far for their eyes to see him and the undulations were too distracting to detect the mild changes his arrival made in the under currents.

    “Admiral-” The first to notice him mistook Zax for Admiral Hamumni, only to have his oceanic complexion pale like a dead fish, which his ugly head was similar to anyway. “Activate the-” Before he could finish speaking, a hand clenched his throat, cracking its yellow green scales.

    “Zax Zel!”

    “Rear Admiral Reverka!”

    The seven other members of Blue Sea hastily retreated twenty some meters away, about to execute a formation.

    “You will lose. Besides, I did not come here to fight. Answer my questions and I’ll let him go”.

    Zax’s height endured constant but small changes for concentrating his main cultivation path on bodily refinement – before taking a step farther to the mysteries of the attributes. In the past five years his height was set at one hundred and ninety five centimeters, taller than the average human. Nevertheless, it was still a strange scene seeing him detaining the over four meters tall Blue Sea’s Rear Admiral Reverka while the shortest of those surrounding them was also at least a meter taller than him.

    “That’s where the undulations are being drawn to. What’s over there that you kept looking?”

    Rear Admiral Reverka opened his mouth, seemingly about to speak, but the gap between his parted, oily lips became wider and wider, exposing his large pointy teeth and split blue tongue.

    An inaudible sound emerged from his throat, causing the water to sear.

    “Rear Admiral Reverka, stop, you’ll attract Spirits!”

    “Get away, go! Escape to find Admiral Hamumni!”

    Just as the seven prepared to run, a big, shiny black hand sealed Rear Admiral Reverka’s mouth and an even larger one manifested as a mantle shrouding him and Zax, as well as the reverberating sound wave.

    “For a third level Martial Mortal you’re quite gutsy”. Zax snickered. “And your temper sure is that of a beast… but”, his tone turned grave. “By commencing an attack against me, you just gave me pretext to kill you without owning your dear Admiral an explanation”.


    The hand sealing Rear Admiral Reverka’s mouth nudged and his head exploded.

    Witnessing their leader dying shook the seven to their core. As they sensed Zax tyrannical dark attribute energy executing a domain to prevent their escape, fear from the enemy caused their mindset to regress into a feral behavior. They were all about to transform to their animalistic forms when few words echoed next to their ears, bringing back from oblivion or rather intimidating from losing sanity.

    “For centuries you lot treated my kith and kin like inmates in an underground prison. Is today akin for you to yesterday? Can you affront your five leaders?”

    Every syllable and vowel battered their sea of consciousness as heavily as strikes from a sledgehammer. Their souls and spirits could not retaliate. Their inner nature was utterly dominated.

    It felt like forever but actually not ten seconds gone by.

    “I- I- I’ll speak”. A first level Martial Mortal with four arms, white and blue skin, and a three eyed shark head surrendered.

    “Quiet!” Zax glared at the others so they will not interrupt and in a stride appeared before the three eyed shark. “Answer my previous question”.

    “There, is the nearest Heavy Water Pool. The Spirit inhabiting it already left so we debated whether to inspect it or wait for the Admiral”.

    ‘Heavy Water Pool…’ Zax knew a little about them from reading reports of Sinister Chain’s members who attempted to explore the Down Ocean. ‘So the undulations originated from it’.

    “Why do you need to inspect it? Did all the Spirits come from these pools?” Zax pressed, though he had an idea.

    “It’s assumed that the Spirits were birthed by the great concentration of icy attribute’s essence in the Heavy Water Pool… I’m- We… are all under an oath not to divulge any information regarding our purpose to outsiders”. The three eyed shark head hoped that by answering two of his questions, Zax will not take his anger on him for his inability to answer the third.

    Luckily for him and the remaining six, Zax was not bloodthirsty and was versed with the difficulties oaths can pose.

    ‘They probably contacted Hamumni and told her I found this post’. Zax thought unconcernedly. ‘So they are trying to gain clues for the Godly Law Template from the Heavy Water Pools. I wonder, do all pools comprise the third lock or just one?’ Pondering, he moved for the Heavy Water Pool, leaving the seven panting from stress but very much appreciating their new lease on life.

    The Heavy Water Pool was in close proximity to the coral palace post and so in less than a minute Zax was standing on its rim.

    ‘Unlike what’s written in the reports, there isn’t foam on the pool’s surface. Then again, the suction too strong for anything to rise; everything is being sucked to the bottom’. The more he learned the more he considered the lack of foam and other abnormalities as products to either the second lock breaking or the overall Three Locks formation’s decline.

    Getting down on one knee, Zax rested his palms on the rim. ‘Let’s see…’ Dark element energy surged through his arms, amplifying his Soul Sense so it could probe the pool, however briefly and as thoroughly as possible.

    ‘Oh… a hint of the scent from the Earthly Crater but not the soothing, enchanting sensation. Well, that could be because the lock is still intact’. He presumed and stood up. ‘The Earthly Crater’s lock was comprised of eighty one rocks and they were all flanking the same location in a small radius. Like a single rock, this pool is just an extension of the third lock. The questions now are how long it can take to calculate the exact amount and place of all pools, to finalize the equation of finding the nucleus of the third lock, and how to deal with the five powers upon their completion of this task?’

    One scenario he disparaged was the breaking of the third lock by simply destroying a portion of the pools. In the Earthly Crater it was feasible because the Horned Eel was the mightiest existence in the Gentic Belt’s encompassing oceans and it died. The Down Ocean did not need Overlord Deformed Beings to dissuade the impatient, it had Spirits which no mortal would dare to antagonize and who knows how they will react to the destruction of their birthing places…

    ‘The Down Ocean is too big and currently dangerous for me to take this same endeavor alone. It’s also harder here to restore attribute energy and virtually impossible dark element energy’. He could muster the manpower if he wanted, but then he will put others in risk, which he did not want. ‘I need to talk with Sheldon…’

    Done with his business he left, gingerly, the Down Ocean.

    “Vice Admiral Nurchin was killed by a Spirit and now her replacement, Rear Admiral Reverka, is dead”. Hours after Zax departed, Admiral Hamumni, the other leaders of the five powers and Cardinal Northstar arrived to the coral place post.

    “Appoint a new replacement and let us leave, Hamumni”. General Beking said. “We have been to most Heavy Water Pools. The cooperation is over”.

    “Alright, elder sister Beking”.

    “We don’t have to go together. We bid you farewell”. Archbishop Silternjan and Cardinal Northstar said their goodbye. With them also left Horn Kikon and General Logan.

    “These schemers know not to waste time”. General Beking murmured.

    “Line up”. Admiral Hamumni ordered the remaining seven members of her Blue Sea.

    They gathered in order of rank, which also corresponded to their strength, and displayed a downcast manner.

    The impression Zax left on them had not faded, yet, and their bodies reflected how frail their minds became.

    “Line up!” Finding their sorry state horrid, Admiral Hamumni shouted. Her aura lashed the seven, but instead of harming, it assisted them in regaining their clarity.

    “Admiral!” The seven called simultaneously with vigor.

    “Captain Ga’s seniority is a little higher than Captain Seashore’s. Therefore, until I’ll appoint a new Vice Admiral to the Down Ocean’s post with details of the new operation, Captain Ga, you will temporarily manage the Blue Coral Station”.

    “Yes, Admiral!” Captain Ga saluted, his scaly green head with human’s facial feature exuded an emerald luster.

    “Excellent”. Admiral Hamumni smiled in satisfaction. She swept her subordinates with her eyeless child size head and her expression darkened as she got to the deceased Rear Admiral Reverka. “It’s not good to be subjugated to an enemy’s”. She said and returned to the livings. “And it’s not good to provoke death when it’s avoidable”. She gestured General Beking that she is ready to go.

    ‘It’s also not good to skimp a reprisal!’

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 39 – Shouldering

    ‘All five of them contacted me at the same time…’ Sheldon wiped the dust off his hands and the black particles flickered into nothingness.

    He floated up to a standing position and walked out the cave, for the open vicinity of Demirva Ridge.

    A dark gray, bony and shrouded by a mantle wraith crossed his path. “On your way, poor Being”. Sheldon blew and the wraith was gently swept away, before it could shrill.

    Demriva Ridge was the place that turned him from a young adventurer to an existence equal to the leader of the five powers, and that was just the smallest benefit he obtained by consumed the God made perfect dark attribute’s essence… Hence, he appreciated it plenty and its damned residents.

    ‘Zax Zel…’ Sheldon expected to be also contacted by him. He of course knew of the apparition that emerged from New Earth and Horn Kikon, General Logan, Archbishop Silternjan and Cardinal Northstar’s intrusion to the land of the aboriginal.

    ‘Friend Zax, for what do I receive this transmission?’ Sheldon amiably inquired. He had ideas for Zax’s reasons, but he was entangled by several opposing sides, so feigning ignorance was a recurring approach, which anyways was commonly adopted and generally silently accepted.

    ‘Did the leaders of the five powers contact you?’ Zax was in no state to entertain Sheldon.

    He had a major concern, the descent of the Immortals, that he feared can spawn from two possible outcomes…

    In the case the five leaders are aware of the Three Locks formation and that just one remains, they might make haste to invite in advance the troops of the powerhouses behind them. The other possibility was unrelated to their knowledge of the Three Locks formation, but the presence of the Spirits. Should they feel apprehensive of those elemental Beings responding in hostility to either their meddling in the Down Ocean, the collapse of the Heavy Water Pools’ formation or the emergence of the Godly Law Template, the five leaders perhaps will take cautionary steps by requesting Immortal aid to deal with Immortal level adversary.

    ‘They did’. Sheldon deliberated on is words and answered by what he thought Zax knew. For special reasons he did not want to lie to him, but if the latter wanted to coarse explicit information out of him, he would have to ask the right questions.

    ‘You call me “Friend”, Sheldon, but I’m not sure if I can call you on as well. If, like Senior Ohar’s, your mannerism is genuine?’

    ‘Dear friend Zax, true we never got the chance to properly meet, however by being who I am, do you think I lack foresight when choosing my friends? Even if I were miserably blind, my trust is fully with Senior Ohar. If his exalted self is valuing you so much, who am I think less of you? Naturally I’d like us to be friends’.

    ‘I also believe that we can be friends’. Zax loosened his firm tone. ‘But friendships cannot be casually decided. Therefore, I hope you won’t take offence that I want test this belief’.

    Sheldon surmounted the nearest summit and overlooked the panoramic scenery of the ridge and the other peaks as the sun shone on his bald head and his beard fluttered in the strong wind.

    ‘I really do want to be your friend…’ His expression, which Zax could not see, suggested a deeper implication, yet it quickly resumed its aged and placid countenance.

    ‘Then please be honest with me. Are you, too, after the Godly Law Template?’ Zax had zero doubts that someone in contact with an Immortal as prominent as the three powerhouses responsible for the five powers would be oblivious to the most highly sought treasure hidden in this planet.

    ‘No. Only the five powers and Sinister Chain are looking for it, although up until this very moment I assumed neither you nor the chain knows about the template’. His eyes betrayed a thoughtful glint that vanished just as quickly as he discounted the desire to ask Zax how he knew about the Godly Law Template. ‘I’ll keep it a secret’.

    ‘Thank you. I don’t want the five powers to raise suspicion for me’. Zax looked ahead to the Western Continent coming to his view.

    He exited the Down Ocean first but left its parameter with the Eastern Continent only after he detected the all six fifth level Martial Mortal aura leaving in succession, which is why he contacted Sheldon late and had just made it back to Selivereb.

    ‘The probable location of the template is the Down Ocean’. Zax did not mind to divulge if it would assist him in finding what Sheldon’s motives are, if not the Godly Law Template. The reality was that the Down Ocean safeguarded only the last lock of the Three Locks formation.

    ‘You mean because the Heavy Water Pools? I have people in a lot of places, my friend Zax’. Sheldon deliberately refrained from saying “Everywhere”, as to not make it sound like New Earth included. If Zax wants to know he will need to ask… and then make the choice whether to believe the answer or not. ‘The five powers abandoned years ago their excavation sites across Ercas Mir, leaving only those in the Down Ocean operating. What can be the reason if not they are getting closer to finding the template?’

    ‘If you have operatives below the fourth Martial Mortal level and with no understanding of the icy attribute in the Down Ocean, they will fail to detect anything in the pools. Have you gone there yourself?’ Zax asked.

    ‘I’ve told you. I’m not after the template, so why should I bother dipping into those dangerous waters. My people are sufficiently trained to stay inconspicuous and all I need them is to track and report’.

    ‘Fine. I believe that you aren’t searching the template, but not that you will dismiss an opportunity to cultivate with it’.

    ‘Will you throw to the trash a pie that fell from the sky just because you are already full?’ Sheldon laughed. ‘But for me to obtain such opportunity can only happen by forming an agreement with the five powers’.

    ‘Then… have you made one?’ Zax withheld the specifics.

    ‘All sorts’. Sheldon responded vaguely.

    Zax sighed inwardly. ‘The five powers know the frequency they use to communicate with the Holy Palace, Planetary Battalion and Voltic Star is monitored by Sinister Chain, but not yours. Have they asked you to pass on the transmission for them when the time will come?’

    ‘They did. And that’s, in essence, the only request they made with an implicating factor to New Earth’. Sheldon clarified so Zax will not probe the other requests.

    ‘For the prosperity of this newfound friendship, will you refuse them I’d ask you?’ There was no basis for the friendship, but Zax resorted to accepting it, even if it can just prolong the inevitable.

    ‘How fast will it take them to unearth the Godly Law Template? We are talking about an object that eluded the top hierarchy of the Immortal realm for countless years. Mere Martial Mortals, even those in the Mortal Enlightenment state, will likely fail to notice it right away even with their snouts pressed against it. The time consumption of being on the threshold of suppressing the restrictions before the template isn’t even worth mentioning’. Sheldon disdainfully said, but in his heart he ruminated on the notice he gave Bin Bin several months back…

    ‘Say that I will comply with your request, what then? With the added variable of the Spirits, those five should already experience the dilemma of what’s more important, their lives or a chance that only one or two of them will have a morsel of time to study the Godly Law Template. Refusing them might propel them to select their lives and forfeit the rewards promised to them by their Immortal leaders, but in contrast they won’t have any more reservation for initiating contact on their own, even with the chain’s threat’.

    ‘It sounds like you will do me a favor by refusing me and compiling them’.

    ‘Isn’t it?’

    Zax stayed silenced. He reached Rising City; saw the situation in the pathway to New Earth. The formation was being remedied. His line of sight shifted above with a gaze penetrating past the clouds and blue, to the all consuming black, where the Star Scavenger had gotten too far to communicate with.

    ‘You realize the position my people are in?’ He opened. ‘For better or worse I don’t separate myself from them. Their fate and mine are intertwined’.

    ‘Shouldering too many pose the risk of burdening you’. Sheldon remarked.

    ‘Many in New Earth are oblivious to it, but for the longest time we have been living atop the shoulders of giants, three in particular’. Two men and a woman sprang to mind. ‘Never they complained or asked for something in return. In this day and age of my people, I’m the one who attained the greatest power, an achievement that will amount to nothing should I shy from bearing the weight off my predecessors’.

    The elaboration generated from the question he presented after the silence and Sheldon, without disappointing, interpreted his meaning.

    ‘Senior Ohar has his reasons for appreciating you, and so am I. Extending his chivalry to your family and even friends would be a minor gesture among friends. Your entire countrymen and countrywomen, beasts too, I suppose you wish, them, I can’t assure he will guarantee’.

    ‘How certain are you?’

    ‘I can ask him, but don’t expect an alternative response. Hence, the best I can do is offer up with assurance is time’.

    ‘In a conversation between friends I can say to you it’s not enough’. Zax hissed, though ultimately reluctantly succumbed. ‘Comply with them’.

    ‘They won’t immediately come’. Sheldon consoled. ‘The Immortals of the Holy Palace, Voltic Star and Planetary Battalion are notorious figures. Their endeavors are constantly watched by daring small figures or some of their own caliber. To leave their seats they will demand a confirmation of the Godly Law Template precise whereabouts’.

    ‘Be that as it may, their descent is unavoidable and by passing on the five’s messages, prompt more than ever… Nevertheless, the chain’s threat did not lose its venom’. Zax retorted.

    ‘Using the Galactic Communicator to spread the coordinates of this planet in outer space would result in the decent of many more Immortals rather than just three’. Sheldon warned. ‘It will incite a war this planet won’t be able to recover from’.

    ‘That’s why I’m waiting to witness the type of scenario that will unfold’. And whether he will be ready by then to face it as an Immortal!

    Sheldon shook his head. ‘I can’t comply with what you want this time. For something else… I’d like to prove to you that the word “Friend” doesn’t come out emptily from my mouth. Till you seek me out again, I’ll just recommend again for you to consider the consequences of impetuous behavior’.

    ‘Of course, but in the end it would be just as I’ve said before… For better or worse’.

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 40 – Their Path



    The round, twenty centimeters thick metallic door trembled. Moment later it calmed and opened sideways into the walls.

    The interior of the room four by four meters room was humid, devoid of any object and with small glittering, blue paddles on the floor.

    The person knocking grimaced when the strong scent of sweat assaulted the nostrils and ceased breathing.

    “Junior brother, our Mor is calling for you”. A crisp voice said from outside.

    “You knocked me out of my meditation session, senior sister. Our Mor will not mind waiting to spare me the risk of a backlash”. A tall, handsome man exited the room. He tied his long black hair in a ponytail as his vibrant green eyes looked attentively at the senior sister waiting for him, reading her gorgeous black expression for nothing but her thoughts, specifically those who brought her to interrupt him.

    “If I had knocked gently, you wouldn’t have answered. Besides, I was ordered to call you, not asked”. Talhera hurled a yellow towel on Neyrar. “Icy attribute’s essence is mixed with your sweat. You can’t waste it by spraying it with your aura”.

    Neyrar rubbed the towel. It was clearly made of special fabric to not get torn easily by someone below the third Core Master level and be able to absorb attribute’s essences.

    “You broke through?! Did you…?!” Talhera suddenly paled, about to say more but the words stuck in her throat.

    “Only to the Peak of the second realm. I’m still not there, yet”.

    Heaving in relief, the black, enchanting luster returned to Talhera’s face. “Good. I can’t imagine how angry the General would be if you dared to breakthrough before achieving that. Even Elijah Mor warned that he will commit suicide if you’ll disappoint him”.

    “Stop, stop!” Neyrar frowned, threw the towel back, put back on his Mist Concealment Jewel and cupped his ears. “If I’ll hear those premature allegations again, the General can go ahead and blow a fuse and Elijah Mor declare to the entire world that his Tal is unfilial”.

    “Okay, okay, I’m sorry, geez!” Talhera apologized, knowing his outburst was her fault, a product of the interruption to his meditation. The regular Neyrar would have been stoic even under the duress of a three scales Deformed Being.

    They left the small compound, saying goodbye to the old, tanned, scarred soldier on the rocking chair in the entrance. The solider donned a golden tank top with a four colors “Golden Desert Fort” badge, sandy military pants and boots.

    He smiled back at the pair and returned to what occupied him, which seemed like rearranging grains of sand.

    Golden tank top, four colors badge, those were two of the three distinguishing marks of the Golden Desert Fort’s Lieutenant Generals, fourth level Martial Mortals!

    “This senior has been keeping watch for you ever since you entered the Four Seasons Room. In all previous occasions there were third level Martial Mortals guards”. Talhera whispered and felt a tinge of jealousy.

    After his performance in the Elite Tryouts, General Beking was gratified with how he thinned Luminous Church’s goods seeds; she rewarded him with entry to the most precious cultivation ground of the Golden Desert Fort, the Four Seasons Room. In total he had ten months that he could divide up to ten sessions.

    “I don’t know what Elijah Mor wants from us, but I feel like it has something to do with the recent change in the atmosphere around the high ranks”.

    Elijah’s residence was in a well kept district in one of Golden Desert Fort’s most populated cities, Gurgimash City, near the border with the Northern Icecaps.

    It was a military city and of its tens of thousands families, at least one member in each family had enlisted.

    In this time of the year, a light coat of snow covered the rectangle buildings and streets. People drove and walked on their dealings in winter’s attire and red noses, yet neither the cold nor the snow obstacle could freeze their ingrained feistiness and liveliness. In fact, winter was the most bustling time of the year in Gurgimash City, for that is when blood constantly boiled.

    Neyrar and Talhera arrived to the city gates in a Golden Desert Fort aircraft and landed it half a kilometer far from the city. They could fly the aircraft all the way to Elijah’s residence, but decided against the idea. The people of Gurgimash City tend to congregate and cheer whenever Golden Desert Fort’s vehicle entered the city, for most times the arrivals were either their returning sons and daughters or messengers with propaganda news.

    There were three luxuriant districts in Gurgimash City and Elijah lived in the most verdant one. His house was a triangle shaped pillar fifty meters tall, like a stretched pyramid. Encompassing it were nine hundred square meters of lavish gardens and mini forests. With such lush residence it stood for reason that only a handful of families could accommodate the district.

    “Sir, Miss, Owner is waiting for you in the Observation Gallery”. An old maid greeted and guided the pair in.

    “How are you, Nuris?” Neyrar asked.

    The old maid amiably smiled. “My dear Neyrar, I’ve been doing well alongside Owner. Five months ago my nephew, my younger sister’s second, left New Earth and visited me. I was very glad to see him all grown up”.

    “I’m happy for you, Nuris”.

    The pair followed Nuris, climbing a spiral stone staircase that was wrapped around a support beam from the ground floor to the tenth and last storey of the stretched pyramid. From the first to fourth floor every storey had four rooms. From the fifth to eighth the number reduced to three. The ninth had two rooms and the tenth only one, the Observation Gallery.

    “Elijah Mor!” Neyrar and Talhera bowed in sync toward an exceptionally handsome white man with piercing eyes and pitch black short hair.

    He was alone in the room, sitting on a stool, drawing on a three by two meters canvas, with his blood as it freshly leaked from his wrist and slid to his index finger.

    On the walls of the dark room were all kinds of similar blood drawn painting and their red shade was the sole source of illumination.

    Neyrar and Talhera were rarely allowed to the Observation Gallery and so whenever they got permission from their Mor to enter, once they started to inspect the paintings they instantly became captivated.

    Elijah clapped his hands and the snapping sound awakened his Tals from their enlightening fascination.

    “Talhera, Neyrar, what have you seen?” Elijah already finished his new drawing and the blood marks on his arms receded back to his veins.

    “Mor, I saw a bouquet of different flowers, but they were all rubicund”. Talhera as the senior Tal was the first to speak.

    “That’s the refinement outline for the Scarlet Armor’s Third Inflammation. Setting aside understanding of the attribute, by reaching this stage you’d be slightly more able than a third level Martial Mortal, two phases stronger if you utilize your blood aptly”. Elijah shifted his cordial gaze to his second Tal.

    “Mor, I saw your villa in New Earth and your pyramid abode in Ercas Mir. They, too, were rubicund”.

    “That’s the refinement outline of my Scarlet Armor’s Fourth Inflammation. Again, eliminating understanding of the attribute, a slightly more than comparable stage to the fourth Martial Mortal level and two phases stronger by the correct usage of blood”.

    “Your outline, Mor?” Both Neyrar and Talhera took note of every one of their Mor’s words and so were struck by the same confusion.

    “There is limit to how much attribute understanding can be overlooked. Eventually, it’s the deceiving influence in the cultivation of the third realm, regardless of what aspect you are focusing on. And it is more crucial from the middle position of the third realm, the third Martial Mortal level for Mist Users and Third Inflammation of bodily refinement. See for example yourself, Neyrar. Ever since you comprehended the fourth bottleneck of insight your understanding of the fiery attribute increased rapidly, even to the point that a typical Beginner phase second level Martial Mortal is no longer a threat to you”.

    Neyrar and Talhera nodded. They were aware of the significance of understanding one own attribute. Only by mastering the attribute and reaching the Mortal Enlightenment state can a cultivator induce his or her Evolutionary Ascension.

    “The Scarlet Armor’s Fourth Inflammation is different than the preceding Inflammations in the sense that it isn’t as static. Some properties are the same, but the fundamentals depend on the practitioner’s personal attainments in the understanding of the attribute”. As Elijah patiently narrated he pointed on his paintings, for the first time helping his Tals see the hidden path of his blood.

    Time passed… an hour, a day… five days.

    Neyrar and Talhera blinked their eyes to wakefulness with pristine understanding to their attributes, blood paths and Mor’s recent accomplishment.

    “Congratulations, Elijah Mor!” Talhera ran to hug him.

    “Congratulations, Elijah Mor!” Neyrar smiled and with his best repressed the tears.

    “Thank you, my children, but without General Beking’s support, perhaps not in a century would I have created the First Inflammation, much less reached the Fourth Inflammation”.

    The Five Inflammations were the initial concept for the Scarlet Armor’s third realm bodily refinement technique. Thanks to the Golden Desert Fort’s accumulation data on bodily refinement technique from beyond Ercas Mir and unique resources fit for bodily cultivators, Elija was struck by a spark of inspiration that practically created a miracle.

    In ten years he devised the refinement techniques of the Second and Third Inflammations. Just a bit over half a decade later, today, he apparently not only devised the Fourth Inflammation, but also broke through to it.

    “Yurnal preceded me with his Infinite Transformations Altering Body’s third realm refinement technique and is stronger than me by an iota, but while he concentrates on the entire physique, I dwell on a single piece of it. Blood is the foundation and mine is denser than his”.

    General Beking was on the same mind, which is why she personally invited him to the Golden Desert Fort when she learned about him.

    “Elijah Mor, you would not have summoned us to flaunt or hastened senior sister Talhera to call me in the midst of closed door sessions for a lesson, even as profound as you just gave us”. Neyrar stated.

    “I wasn’t busy like junior brother, but I had to rush all the way from Ercas Mir. The pathway’s formation was in construction. I nearly couldn’t get out”. Talhera mentioned.

    “The pathway’s formation collapsed?!” Neyrar was stunned. “What happened?” He joined the Godly Desert Fort, but New Earth was his home. For the pathway’s formation to be under construction could only be if it was improved or if someone broke it!

    “The formation was attacked”. Elijah replied before Talhera, not that she knew the facts of what happened.

    “By who?”

    “It doesn’t matter. It was dealt with by Zax Zel. No one was harmed in New Earth or Rising City”. Elijah was not fond of Zax, so he strictly hinted his Tals to drop the subject. “You asked why I summoned you. I received orders from the General. Make your preparations; the Golden Desert Fort is departing for another Star in the Milky Way Plain”.

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    Book 10 – Immortal

    Chapter 41 – The Five Powers Leaving

    Giant boulders split and crushed on the yellow grass in paced succession, disrupting the peacefulness of the meadow, but it was just the beginning. A fissure opened, top to bottom, on the grotesque pillar of earth and a deafening sound of a horn blow erupted so loud the mind of the grazing Deformed Being trembled and then escaped in stampede.



    Two explosions occurred below the center of the crumbling straight mountain of earth, ensuing tremors that blasted more of its stony shell, in addition to devastating earthquakes that spread across the entire lower half of the Western Continent.

    Rising City.

    ‘Activate the protective formation! Activate the protective formation!’ A red uniformed officer with azure Core Master’s aura utilized a special technique to fly while sending through his communication, before amplifying his voice with his mist energy and shouting his lungs out. “Help those closest to you to evacuate the streets to the nearest buildings!”

    Cries of fear and help resounded amidst the violent shaking. They belonged to children who played outside or lost their parents in the commotions and similarly frantic mothers or father. People who were hurt from debris from structures with foundation that was not meant to withstand such turmoil or had been in accident that resulted in a dire need of immediate medical help.

    Inside the Internal Affair building of Rising City.

    “Stop delaying; activate the formation around the city!” A fat man in blue suit bellowed at his group of subordinates that anxiously typed their keyboards while ignoring the content on their Screens and fixating their eyes on the large Screen on the wall.

    “It’s no use, Sir. It’s like the earthquake intentionally sabotaged its Core, so neither it will activate automatically or remotely”. A man in plain office clothes explained, sweating profusely.

    “Someone needs to get there in person to fix the Core, Sir-” A short woman opened, but her expression froze before she could finish the sentence.

    “The second Screen!” Someone in the Technical Defense room yelled and the rest hurried to his workstation.

    Eyes plastered on the Screen, they saw a vast blackness encompassing Rising City like a dome.

    Zax drew back his hand and made sure his dark attribute energy isolated Rising City in its entirety. Satisfied, he proceeded to bolt through the sky in a journey for the source of the earthquakes, the Yellow Grassand, the place where Violet Scaled Troops’ Great Cave was situated.

    “Mister Zax!”

    “Mister Huland!” Zax slowed down.

    They met along the way to the same destination. There were other experts on their tail, reclusive cultivators, opportunistic mercenaries and even one or two weak by clever three scales Deformed Beings.

    “My father and roughly twenty percent of the Malignant Monkey clan left a day ago to the Giant Cave”. Huland hurried to disclose the report he received. “The same happened in other clans. The leadership just left, as if abandoning the clan, taking along only Zhihui beasts or above”.

    “That’s sound like…” Zax mused.

    “Horn Kikon is packing his luggage with the essentials…”

    They both turned quiet, thinking their same idea is ludicrous. Soon they will arrive to the Giant Cave and see for themselves the truth.

    “Horn, he is coming”. A yellow furred, pink feathered beast woman, Ulvi, announced mid rapid flight toward the golden skinned, four armed giant human and the three other figures at his side.

    Horn Kikon said nothing and continued to stare at the main propulsion engine, the last portion of his pillar shaped spacecraft, ascending from the ground.

    “I’m done, Horn”. From the direction of the distant Seer Don Ocean a humanoid, brown and gray furred, long eared beast flew with a trail at its wake of fourth level Martial Mortal’s fluctuations. “The cost was astronomical in terms of mortal resources, but now the Star Scavenger is concealed by a layer of formations only I and Immortals can see through”.

    “Well done”. Horn Kikon remarked. “Overall it doesn’t mean much, but we managed to be the first to send our troops out of this planet. When the storm will come, I won’t have to worry about anyone other than you five”. He reminded and shifted his gaze to the Titan Kapok Trees forest. “Have you come to say your goodbyes?” He greeted Zax with a sneer.

    “Kikon, what’s the purpose of this? Did you send your Violet Scaled Troops off this planet, choosing to remain behind with only five Feathers?” Zax squinted. An idea of Horn Kikon’s intention resurfaced in his mind.

    The indomitable aircraft was roughly six kilometers in height and had a circumference of more than one kilometer. It looked silver metal, but that was only under the illumination of the sun. In its final preparations before takeoff, it released steams that filled the Yellow Grassand with scorching fog and neon light from its thrusters.

    “In a matter of seconds it’d be pointless for me to keep this portion of territory. Nevertheless, it accommodated my troops and I for several millennials. Take care of it”.

    He owed no explanations and Zax could not force one out of him. Thus, with these words and the passing of ten seconds, Horn Kikon left with the five Feathers and the vanishing glimmer of the spacecraft.

    Next to Zax, Huland crossed eyes with his father and from his look he, too, received a message… The Malignant Monkey clan departed and other than him, the clan’s leader, those who got abandoned behind, the majority, were the unimportant leftovers.

    “Don’t follow them”. Zax told Huland and advised the other unrelated spectators. “I’m receiving a transmission from Senior Ariel. The Blessed Army also intending to leave the planet in the upcoming days. General Logan invited Senior Ariel to join them”.

    “Why are they leaving?” Huland was bewildered. “And Horn Kikon staying with his Feathers… what are they conspiring?”

    “They believe that what they want, the thing they excavated across the planet for, is in the Down Ocean”. Zax said without mentioning the Godly Law Template. “Right now the most dangerous place in Ercas Mir is the Down Ocean. They most likely fear that creating a disturbance there will draw the dangers to the land, so they are taking precautions by sending their personnel to outer space”.

    It was the most probable assumption. He did not like it, but there was a bright side…

    ‘If it’s the truth, Sheldon was right’. Zax thought. ‘If Beking, Hamumni and Silternjan are having the same plan, then all five leaders are valuing the Godly Law Template over their lives’.

    He will not have to worry of the early Immortal decent.

    The five powers sent their members out of Ercas Mir. Theirs leaders, who stayed for the Godly Law Template, each selected a small group of capable trusties to assist them in deciphering the Heavy Water Pools’ formation.

    The end of their reign in Ercas Mir resulted in panic and turbulences. The crime rate in cities, clans, villages and tribes spiked by hundreds percents in mere days and not just by unruly humans and beasts, but also strong Deformed Being who felt a sharp decline in the presence of hostile experts.

    Order was hard to restore even with the cooperation of Sinister Chain, New Earth, Dark Glow, the Mercenary Association and other newly emerging organizations or old ones that stepped up. It took efforts, new division of territories and years’ time to slowly rehabilitate. It was a tedious process, but with steady progression it yielded the desirable results.

    Ercas Mir was entering a new era of governments and superpowers!

    Two years after the departure of the five powers, year 5813 of New Earth’s calendar.

    An old man with trimmed beard and a late twenties looking man, both in casual attire, shared a round, woodened table and two jugs of ice cold beer within a small tavern in a small mixed beast species tribe’s town.

    “Is there anything else that you want?” The waitress, a Shenghuo type beast in humanoid form that resembled a cute feline lass, asked.

    “The most opulent meat you have”. The old man, Sheldon, said.

    “Two servings”. The other man, Zax, ordered.

    “Right on!” The feline waitress jovially complied, happy to serve who seemed like rich patrons.

    “You let your son participate in the High Rankers' Trials”. Sheldon discussed.

    “My nephew and a number of second realm cultivators with passing potential, too”. Zax affirmed. “I hope it won’t be like that year…”

    “Relax”, Sheldon waved his hand. “The Event in Demirva Ridge occurs every few centuries. There is plenty of time till the next time”.

    “How are They doing?” Zax erected an invisible formation for privacy around the table and changed the subject.

    “Same as always. They work separately in teams of three, representing the trunk rather than the branches”.

    “You said that you have an urgent matter to talk about. If it’s not them, what is it about?”

    The waitress returned with two large bowls of meat piles. It was a juvenile two scales Deformed Being’s meat, but the best they have in the small establishment, a pricy commodity for anyone below the Core Master realm.

    “There is something I need to notify you, per our friendship and Senior Ohar’s request”. Sheldon solemnly said. “I wasn’t informed on the details… Senior Ohar just told me that His Holiness of the Holy Palace gave him a courtesy warning, knowing that he has people on this planet, to promptly evacuate us”.

    “For what reason?” Zax’s heart tightened. “It can’t be because the Godly Law Template. The Heavy Water Pools’ formation should take Them centuries to crack and they hadn’t attempted to contact the Holy Palace, Planetary Battalion or Voiltic Star, unless they requested you again”.

    “They haven’t”. Sheldon drank several mouthfuls and picked a piece of meat with his hand. He savored it, even though it was only cut and boiled and he tasted better dishes of lower quality ingredients. “And I don’t think it’s related to the Godly Law Template, but Senior Ohar did not elaborate, so for keeping it safe you can assume anything”.

    “Did… he agree?” Zax inquired with slight hesitation, his appetite growing more and more indistinct.

    Sheldon showed him a palm with five outstretched fingers. “Five hundred”. He clenched his fingers to a fist and dropped on the table. “If you can accept only five hundred, then this is how many would be saved“.

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