Chapter 9: 441-450
Chapter 441
After the death of Pucchi, the screen darkened up as customer had died. Aakesh could no longer watch over what was going on unless he decided to use his senses and cover the entire area of the Bisan Kingdom since the hooded figure was present here.
Aakesh decided against it as he had no interest in using his senses.
Now that Pucchi had died, she also disappeared from the customer's selection from skill choices.
The next moment, Aakesh deactivated the skill, Watcher, and the screen floating in front of him vanished as a result.
"Hey, system, why do you think emotions are so complicated?" Aakesh suddenly asked the system.
The scene of Pucchi crying over Turta's death made him ask this question. When she had arrived here, she hated Turta so much that even someone like Aakesh could see it, but today, her cries of pain were sincere.
[Host, I don't have any emotions, so how would I know?]
The system replied in its mechanical and emotionless voice not long after.
A wry smile appeared on Aakesh's face, hearing the response of the system.
Aakesh then stopped thinking about it since there was no point wasting his time over it.
If Aakesh wanted, he could've revived Turta without having the soul of Sufotal. But he decided against it; like the Void beasts, he also believed that there is no coming back from death, and it's better to let the Multiverse decide for the future of the inhabitants, not him.
A few minutes after Aakesh deactivated the skill, the store welcomed a new customer.
She was an ordinary citizen of the Bisan Kingdom and lived in Kakot. She was here for the body healing pill since it could also remove the scratch/wound marks on the body.
After buying her desired product, she left the store, and another round of silence fell inside the store.
***
"Damn it!" Votayl cursed in irritation after dying for the umpteenth time. The next moment, the system acted, and his mind returned to calm and got ready for another battle.
After entering the training area, Votayl had chosen one of the Void beasts as his first opponent. The tragic death that he received after that, he would never forget.
After his first three deaths, he chose another opponent since he had no interest in being masochistic. His next opponent was of his own race.
The result didn't change, as he lost his life once again in less than a second.
After a few deaths, Votayl chose another race for his opponent. Time flew by. Votayl continued changing his opponent's races after three deaths, but the result stayed the same. In every battle, he died in less than a second.
Finally, after dying thousands of times, Votayl decided to get fixated on a single race, and for that, he chose the Humans.
Time flew by.
At starting, the result of the battles stayed the same, but as time passed, the growth became evident.
Votayl, who couldn't even survive for a second inside the training area, began to fight back, and his survival time grew.
Around nine hundredth hour, Votayl succeeded in landing a successful hit on his human opponent. Even though the attack did nothing to his opponent, Votayl was still satisfied as it was the symbol of his growth.
After landing the hit, Votayl died not long after.
More time flew by.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
The sound of metallic clashes continuously rang on the stage made up of concrete as both sides clashed with each other.
"Puchi!"
The sword cut Votayl's head once more for the umpteenth time today as it passed through it.
When Votayl regained his consciousness this time, he found that the option to choose another race no longer appeared in front of him.
He didn't have to think about it for long, as not long after, a repulsive force arrived and threw him out.
When he opened his eyes again, Votayl found his consciousness back in his body.
***
After the one hour of training for Votayl was over, the system forced him out.
The system then transferred him into an isolated space, and soon he returned back after his energy had calmed down.
"Not bad," Votayl commented in appreciation, seeing the amount of growth he had after the training in the Gods u0026 Demons level training area.
His energy levels stayed the same as before, but his skill set in swordsmanship had increased. If he were to put a number on it, it would be like this: if his previous skill in numerical units were 10, now after the training area, it had reached 14, which didn't look good at first, but when put in strength numbers, it was a monstrous improvement.
Votayl then turned his head around to look at Hartol, only to notice that there was a shocking expression present on his face.
Votayl got curious seeing the expression, so he completely turned around and took a step forward in Hartol's direction.
"What did you gain that made you feel so much shock?"
Hartol came out of his shock after hearing the familiar voice of his master and nephew.
"Youâ¦youngâ¦, young master, my cultivation level has breached the limit of the Primal dimension," Hartol replied. At first, his voice trembled, but he stopped, took a deep breath, and then threw the truth bomb on Votayl.
"Eh!" A stumped expression appeared on Votayl's face as he didn't clearly understand the meaning of what Hartol said, but after the entire sentence appeared in his mind, his eyes and mouth flew wide open in extreme shock.
"Does that mean you'll asc…ascâ¦ascend?" Votayl asked. His voice trembled by only asking the question.
"Yes, young master, I can feel the Primal tribulation coming for me," Hartol responded. His voice contained a mixture of emotions, but nervousness primarily led.
Votayl was going to respond when he suddenly froze in his actions. Hartol suddenly disappeared from the store.
[Host, quickly take action!]
Aakesh suddenly opened his eyes as the system alerted him to take action and told him about the upcoming tribulation of one of the Honaer.
Aakesh disappeared from his chair and appeared right at the top of the store's building.
He then looked up and could feel a storm brewing as well as the Honaer stupendously looking around him.
If he didn't do anything, the Primal tribulation would entirely raze the Bisan Kingdom and several neighboring Kingdoms around it.
Chapter 442
After the system's alert, Aakesh disappeared from his chair and appeared in the air right on the top of the store's building.
He then looked up and found the Honaer not far from him, looking at the sky with stupefied expressions.
The sky was slowly turning darker as if it was welcoming something terrible.
Since Aakesh was now an Immortal in terms of Primal dimension cultivation, he could float in the air without any suppression by the rule of Visteerna.
Aakesh then looked around the city, only to find that the citizens all around the city looked at the sky with horrified faces.
Since Aakesh was an Immortal, he felt no pressure from the upcoming tribulation, but the citizens weren't that strong. An invisible pressure was attacking them, threatening to destroy them completely.
Right at that moment, George, Evelyn, Maria, and the other members of the organization Skylord exited the building next to Aakesh's store as they also sensed the upcoming tribulation.
The pressure released by the upcoming tribulation started attacking Maria and the other members. Only George and Evelyn were Immortals, so they only felt a breeze, but the same couldn't be said for others.
Maria, especially, looked the worst in the group since she was only a Nascent Soul level cultivator and hence was the weakest of the group.
Evelyn, standing next to Maria, acted straight away. She covered Maria with her Immortal level aura, bringing relief to her. She then looked toward the sky, only to notice Aakesh floating there.
A respectful expression appeared on Maria's face as she couldn't even imagine disrespecting Aakesh even when he wasn't looking toward her.
***
"Rumble!"
Suddenly the sky rumbled, announcing the upcoming arrival of the Primal tribulation.
Aakesh knew he couldn't wait anymore as the pressure released by the tribulation had already started to affect the people and structures around the area.
Aakesh then released his aura. Even the sky seemed to stop for a second as if it was facing something invincible.
It only restarted again when it noticed that Aakesh's aura wasn't its enemy.
Aakesh's aura started spreading like a tide. In no time, it covered the entirety of Kakot and continued spreading forward.
Those who came under cover of Aakesh's aura felt themselves getting released by the pressure and a warm feeling covering them.
The next moment, Aakesh's aura stopped further spreading as it had covered the entire area in the range of the upcoming Primal tribulation.
On some location on the Mysterious peak, the hooded figure was moving toward the last step of his goal after having the item and killing Pucchi when he suddenly had to stop as an invisible pressure began attacking him.
He was a Tao Seed level expert, so the pressure didn't feel threatening, but its intensity increased with passing time.
Then suddenly, when the intensity of the pressure attacking him reached an extent where he felt an itch, a warm feeling out of nowhere appeared and covered him.
"What's happening, master?" The hooded figure mumbled as he felt afraid of the sudden situation.
The figure stopped there and decided not to move until this warm feeling disappeared.
He made such a decision as his intuition warned him against the aura covering him.
The hooded figure wasn't the only one. Several figures who lived in seclusion around the area started coming out of their meditations by the sudden attack of the pressure and then the arrival of the warm aura.
Maria, who had just gotten help from Evelyn, also felt the warm aura around her getting torn and then another aura replacing it. She found it familiar. Her face couldn't help but turn red as she looked toward the sky and found Aakesh there.
Evelyn only smiled wryly, seeing the expression on Maria's face. Since the start of the organization, Evelyn and Maria both had their own goals, but since they lived in the same place, they had become good friends. Maria had shared everything about her past, including the feelings of attraction she once had for Aakesh.
***
"What just happened here?" Votayl muttered after Hartol suddenly disappeared from his eyes.
Since the system stopped his senses from crossing the walls or learning the situations outside the store, Votayl didn't know that Hartol was above the store, waiting for his Primal tribulation.
"Follow me," Votayl looked toward his followers and ordered them. He then took a step forward in the direction of the exit.
After leaving the weapons room, Votayl wanted to ask the store owner about it. When he reached the hall, he found no one was present on the chair.
Votayl then decided to leave the store as there was no point in waiting for Hartol here.
'He must've left for his tribulation,' Votayl thought in his heart. He then took a step forward and proceeded in the direction of the door while his attendants followed him.
"Eh!"
Votayl had only stepped his foot outside the store when he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as he felt a familiar aura covering him, and it gave him a warm feeling.
He then looked up, only to find the store owner floating there.
Since Votayl was also an Immortal, he could also fly, but when he tried to, he found that he couldn't.
He then looked toward his attendants. They had higher levels than him. Votayl gestured for them to attempt to fly.
The attendants understood what Votayl wanted to convey. But when they tried, the result stayed the same; none of them could float.
'Is Hartol undergoing the Primal tribulation here?' Suddenly a question emerged in Votayl's heart. He had heard that the tribulation entirely froze the space wherever it occurred. So no one could fly or teleport in that range.
'How can the store owner fly then?' Another question emerged in Votayl's heart as he saw Aakesh floating in the sky.
"Votayl?" Votayl suddenly broke out of his thoughts as a voice called to him.
He confusedly looked toward the source, only to find a familiar figure there.
"George of the Pocoso Empire," Votayl commented when he recognized the figure.
Since George and Votayl were part of Empires on Visteerna, albeit on different continents, they still knew each other.
"I never thought you would come to these areas," George smilingly said as he took a step forward in the direction of Votayl.
"Rumble!"
Votayl did the same and proceeded forward. Before he could say anything, the sky suddenly rumbled.
Chapter 443
"RUMBLE!"
Seeing a familiar figure, Votayl stepped forward. But he came to a sudden halt as the sky rumbled.
Votayl looked up in the sky and found it turning darker and darker.
Since there was a building and it stopped anyone from seeing through it, Votayl wasn't able to see Hartol in the air.
George had also stopped since the land had started shaking while the rumble grew louder.
Aakesh's aura had minimized the effect of the upcoming tribulation, so the people present in its range only felt a slight discomfort due to the shaking of the land.
The Primal tribulation had three stages. Only after cultivators passed the three stages would they be able to ascend.
The first stage was the illusion test. In this round, the cultivator would lose himself in his worst fears.
To pass the stage, the cultivator would need to exit the illusion as soon as possible.
The more time they spent in the illusion, the harder it would become for them to exit, and if they completely lost themselves, their soul would die out, resulting in complete destruction, never to reincarnate.
After the cultivator passed through the first stage, they would feel their will turning stronger, and only after the process ended did the turn of the second round come.
In the second round, the tribulation would test the soul strength of the cultivator.
In this round, the sky would rain soul fire.
The soul fire would completely burn the soul to ashes, creating a dead state for the cultivator.
After the complete burn, the cultivator would only have his physical body and will be left. The soul would then start regenerating. At that time, the pain would reach an unimaginable amount.
During this process, right from the start, the cultivator couldn't lose his consciousness. If they lost, the burnt soul would disappear, giving complete death to the cultivator.
After the soul would reform itself, it would be several-fold stronger than in the previous situation and would be good enough for a low-level God.
After the growth of the soul, it would be the turn of the physique since a weak physique with a strong soul would result in the complete disintegration of the body and then the soul.
It would be now the time for the third stage. In the third round, the sky would rain thunder.
The thunder wouldn't be any ordinary thunder but the tribulation thunder.
The tribulation thunder will destroy the body of the cultivator, and then it will automatically restore.
The process would continue for as long as the user could hold, but the destruction and creation process should at least occur eleven times for the body to reach a strong enough level to sustain the soul.
During all this, the cultivator should remain conscious. Losing consciousness would result in the complete disintegration of the body, and then the tribulation thunder would destroy the soul.
Only after passing all the three stages would the cultivator reach the quality of attaining divinity and ascending to the Sacred dimension.
There was an exact duration of nine seconds between each stage, giving enough time to the cultivator to prepare ahead.
Hearing about the stages, the tribulation looked easy, but when facing it, it became the most difficult thing to accomplish.
The Primal tribulation had a minuscule amount of success.
Out of ten cultivators attempting the tribulation, rarely one succeeded. As for the survival rate, there was none.
It was also the reason behind many Immortals reaching peak Immortality and the pseudo-divine physique, but still not daring to ascend and continue to stay in the Primal dimension. It was the reason behind the Primal dimension having so many peak Immortals staying in it.
***
'What just happened?' Hartol asked himself as he suddenly disappeared from the store and appeared in the sky above the story. A stupefied him looked around him.
'Am I going to face my tribulation here?' Hartol thought again as he felt the threatening pressure released by the sky toward him.
His face couldn't help but turn pale since the Primal tribulation wasn't something to joke about. If he failed, he would face his doom, so he needed to have preparations before attempting it.
"Damn it!" Hartol couldn't help but curse as the training area resulted in his cultivation having a sudden increase, breaking the limit barrier right away.
He couldn't postpone the tribulation anymore since he had no such opportunity after that sharp increase. Since the barrier had broken before Hartol could manipulate his cultivation, he had no choice but to face it straight away or fail and die.
Hartol was already aware of the three stages of the tribulation, so he couldn't help but shudder thinking about only facing the first stage, his worst fear.
Time flew by.
The sky had turned completely dark. There was no difference between midnight and the current time.
Aakesh snapped his fingers as the people around here were afraid of the dark and only lived in the sunlight.
The next moment, a tiny sun made of his energy appeared floating in the center of the range of the Primal tribulation and removed every semblance of darkness present in the area.
"RUMBLE!"
The sky loudly rumbled in anger as if it thought of the sun as a challenge to it.
The sky wanted to destroy the sun, but before it could do that, Aakesh released a hint of his aura, aiming toward the sky. The next moment, it returned to calm, ignoring the sun, and only focusing on Hartol, the cultivator.
Hartol, floating in the air, took a deep breath as he got ready to face the first stage of the Primal tribulation.
The next moment, his body suddenly relaxed. It still floated in the air, but the eyes were blank. If someone were to see Hartol, they would think he had already died.
***
Time flew by.
With passing time, Hartol's body started fading slowly.
'You can do it!' Votayl prayed in his heart, seeing the condition his bodyguard was in.
After a wait of a few minutes, Hartol's body started having sudden movements.
The body slowly started coming back to life as Hartol's fingers moved. His eyes were still blank, but expressions began appearing.
At that moment, Hartol looked to be seeing something terrible as he had a horrified face, while sweats had started oozing out.
Chapter 444
Time flew by.
It has been around six minutes since Hartol had fallen into an illusion.
In the illusion, Hartol was facing his worst fears.
The worst thing for him was that he lost his cultivation, family, and a high-level cultivator chased him.
"Why are you chasing me?" Hartol cried out in anger as a hooded figure chased him.
"Puchi!"
In response to Hartol's question, the hooded figure threw a knife. The next moment, it pierced the already bloodied back of Hartol, joining the other ten or so knives already plugged.
"Argh!" Hartol roared in pain, as this time, the knife also pierced his bone, resulting in unbearable pain.
Continuing to scream and roar in pain, Hartol ran for his life while the hooded figure chased him.
'Why am I running?' A question suddenly rang in Hartol's head, bringing him to a stop.
"Puchi!"
Exactly at that moment, another knife came at him and pierced the back of his head, resulting in a scream louder than before, and Hartol also started faltering.
He grabbed the back of his head and cried out. His steps began faltering, but he didn't give up on his escape.
'Why am I running?' The question rang again in Hartol's mind. This time he ignored it and continued running.
As if it was an infectious disease, the question started bombarding itself in Hartol's head, increasing his mental duress of Hartol.
'I'm an Immortal. How can I run from someone?' A new question emerged in Hartol's head while he attempted to escape.
Time flew by.
Colors started returning to Hartol's eyes as the questioning intensity increased in the illusion.
Finally, after eight minutes had passed since the illusion began, colors returned to Hartol's eyes while his body exited the relaxing mode.
"Ugh!" Hartol groaned in pain as he grabbed his head.
Even though everything that Hartol faced was an illusion, his body still felt the pain, so after breaking the illusion, the combined pain attacked Hartol.
***
Votayl and his attendants heaved a sigh of relief seeing Hartol coming around.
"Young master, master Hartol would successfully pass the tribulation. For someone of his talent and capability, it isn't difficult."
"Yes, young master!"
"Yes, young master!"
One of the attendants commented, seeing the tense Votayl. The other attendants followed the lead and appreciated Hartol's abilities.
Votayl ignored his attendants and instead focused on the sky.
George silently looked at everything happening. Since he would also someday attempt it, he didn't dare to miss a second of the tribulation.
***
After Hartol successfully broke the illusion, a wisp of golden light arrived in the sky and proceeded toward Hartol.
Hartol, who had completely lost his mental strength due to the illusion, looked toward the wisp of golden light with tired eyes.Â
The wisp approached Hartol and then entered the spot between his eyebrows.
The next moment, a golden light appeared out of nowhere and engulfed Hartol.
The light didn't even stay for a second as it disappeared. Hartol, who was just tired a moment earlier, felt his mind entirely relaxed due to the wisp.
At that moment, he felt that even if he fell into another Illusion, he would still have enough mental strength to face another one.
One second passed, two seconds passed…, and just like that, nine seconds had passed.
The dark sky suddenly turned red, as out of nowhere, balls of red flames appeared in the sky.
After his mental strength got an increase due to the golden wisp, Hartol was ready for his next stage.
"Chhiss!"
"Chhiss!"
"Chhiss!"
The red fire started raining down on Hartol as burning sounds rang in the area.
All the citizens who were watching Hartol going through the tribulation saw that Hartol was engulfed in red flame, but not even a hint of his body burning could be seen.
Hartol, who was ready for the second stage, had his face turned ugly not long after the fire attacked his soul.
If not for his mental strength growing severalfold, he would've already screamed in pain.
If the fire burnt his soul at a quick rate, the pain was still manageable, but things happened differently.
The soul fire burnt his soul at a very slow rate.
Thirty seconds had passed since the second stage began, but only half of his soul had burnt down.
Time flew by.
Finally, the soul of Hartol got burnt down to ashes.
Hartol's eyes started losing their luster. Without the soul, the body cannot survive for even a moment.
"NO!"
Right at that moment, a loud battle roar rang in the sky as it completely shook the area.
If not for Aakesh's aura covering the citizens, they would've burst into the blood.
Three seconds later, the burnt soul started restructuring itself.
Only the Immortals present in the area could see the scene of ashes of the soul reorganizing themselves to create a new soul.
The creation process took double the amount of time required for destruction, while the pain felt by Hartol grew exponentially.
"Argh!" A painful scream rang in the sky as only the start of the creation process resulted in unbearable pain for Hartol.
Time flew by.
Veins had popped out of Hartol's face as the pain was unbearable for him.
More time flew by.
"Finally," Votayl heaved a relieved sigh, seeing the process of creation of the new soul coming to an end.
"One more round left," He muttered. If Hartol passed the next round, he would ascend, and if he failed, all his previous efforts would've been for nothing.
***
Hartol felt a new power spreading across him as he passed the second stage.
A red light had surrounded him at that moment. If not for the red light, Hartol's body would've melted since the soul became very strong for it to carry.
Hartol continuously took deep breaths as the last stage was about to arrive. It would decide the success or failure of all his efforts.
The red light helped Hartol sustain his body, and it also healed Hartol of any mental or physical tiredness/injury.
Time flew by, and nine seconds were over.
The sky turned purple as thunder emerged out of nowhere and covered it for as far as anyone could see.
Aakesh's aura suddenly started fluctuating. The third stage was the test by the Multiverse, not the dimension, so the strength between the first two stages and the last couldn't even be compared.
Chapter 445
As soon as the sky got covered in purple thunder, the aura Aakesh had spread across the range of the Primal tribulation started fluctuating.
Since the third test was the creation of the Multiverse, it was the toughest and most beneficial at the same time.
Even though the purple thunder only attacked the physique of the cultivator, the cultivator gained benefits in all three components: energy, spirit, and body, required for the cultivator to cultivate.
Even the strongest peak Immortal level cultivator could only have a strength of around 100-200 million Primal units. But Aakesh was already severalfold more powerful than that, so the aura only fluctuated, and the citizens covered in it had no issues.
"RUMBLE!"
The next moment, the sky rumbled as Aakesh felt the pressure on his aura increasing with each moment. The fluctuation increased.
[Host, don't attempt to intimidate the pressure!]
Like the last time, Aakesh was going to aim his aura toward the pressure, but the system had already anticipated this, so it straight away warned Aakesh not to do it.
[Host, the Primal dimension handled the previous two tests. Since they have a limited amount of control, they couldn't fight back or release enough strength to counter your stronger aura. The same isn't the case for the Multiverse. If you attempted to intimidate it, the Multiverse would use its power to destroy you for interfering in the Primal tribulation.]
The next moment, the system informed Aakesh of the reason for warning him.
Aakesh trusted the system, so he let the aura fluctuate and didn't dare to intimidate the pressure. He didn't believe that the system would be able to rescue him from the wrath of the Multiverse.
Time flew by.
"ROAR!"
The first ray of thunder fell on Hartol, sounding like a bestial roar.
Half of Hartol's body disappeared with only the first attack of the purple thunder.
Then the next one fell. It didn't create the same amount of damage. After that, the purple thunder started raining on Hartol, resulting in an onslaught.
For the majority of the citizens watching the scene, they felt that Hartol's body was disintegrating without even having the chance to fight back. But for the Immortals, they could see Hartol's soul crying in pain as well as attempting to stay awake. Losing consciousness would result in complete death straight away, so Hartol couldn't give up.
Time flew by.
It has been thirty-three seconds since the first ray of thunder hit Hartol. During this time, Hartol's body had gotten completely destroyed three times and had gotten revitalized two times. Hartol was currently attempting to restore his body again using his willpower and the energy left by the purple thunder.
The first body part that took shape was the heart, then bones, then brain, other body parts, and then at the end, external skin and body parts. There was no sequence to it, except for the heart that would always take precedence and the outer body parts at the end of the process.
After his body got itself entirely restored, the purple thunder struck Hartol, disintegrating it once more without giving even relief of a second to Hartol.
The third round was also quite challenging due to this. It not only caused an unbearable amount of pain, but it also made the mental and physical capacity cross the limit.
Time flew by.
"A few more seconds," Votayl nervously muttered as the purple thunder just destroyed Hartol's body for the eleventh time,
If Hartol succeeded in restoring his body this time, he would pass the third round and then ascend to the Sacred dimension. If he failed at this stage, all the efforts he had put in cultivation for these past millions of years would come to naught.
As the first step, the heart started restoring itself, but the rate at which it happened was negligible.
Hartol's mental strength had already breached his limit. It was despite the gain he had gotten after passing the first round.
Even maintaining consciousness and staying awake at that point felt tougher to him than all the difficulties he had faced in the Primal tribulation until now.
Time flew by, and thirteen minutes had passed.
Hartol still had a lot left to do as he had only created his heart and the skeletal structure at that time.
Votayl tensely looked at the sky. His face was pale with fear as the process of restoring had almost come to a stop for the last few seconds. If not for him being able to see Hartol's soul struggling to stay awake, he would've thought that Hartol had died and failed the tribulation.
"Crack!"
A cracking sound rang in the sky as the skeletal structure started having cracks all over it. If Hartol failed to continue the process of reforming, the currently created body would get destroyed, resulting in failure for Hartol.
"DON'T STOP!" Votayl yelled toward Hartol, seeing the process coming to a stop and the body cracking down.
***
It has been around an hour since the Primal tribulation of Hartol began. Aakesh had been staying outside all this time.
Fortunately for him, due to the effect of the tribulation, no one decided to move around but instead stayed at the same point, resulting in no new customers inside the store for Aakesh to tend to.
A few minutes later, Hartol's newly created bone structure had gotten destroyed, and the heart was on the verge of destruction. Hartol was only half a step away from failing, but he somehow came around and stopped the process of destruction.
Right now, Harlot's lungs were taking shape after his heart, skeleton, and brain. The process was quicker as Hartol decided to give his all.
If he somehow failed or stopped for even a second, he wouldn't have enough mental strength to come around and fight back. It was his last gambit against the Multiverse.
The purple thunder still moved across the sky, but it didn't attack.
If Hartol somehow succeeded in regeneration, for the purple thunder to strike, it would need the permission of Hartol since he had achieved the limit, and any further would be a bonus for him, giving him a strong start after ascending.
Time flew by.
Aakesh stopped watching the reformation of the body as he had gotten bored of it.
***
Hartol was on the verge of success as only the recreation of skin was left.
***
A/N: Many may think I'm giving excess chapter to Hartol, but I am not. He has a large role to play in the future, and that's why I am not spoiling much about him, except for his tribulation.
Today was the day for four, but my office work exceeded, so only three for today. I will upload four tomorrow, making up for today.
Chapter 446
Only the outer skin was left before Hartol could complete his eleventh reformation and pass the third stage.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud explosion rang in the sky as Hartol exploded into pieces.
Everyone looked shocked on the ground, including Aakesh. Even though he had stopped watching it a while ago, he still believed that Hartol would pass this stage.
"What just happened?" Votayl asked with a shocked look on his face as he couldn't believe that Hartol had blasted into pieces.
Just a moment earlier, Hartol was only a step away from passing, and now, it had all come to naught.
After the blast, the heart also exploded into pieces, resulting in failure, but then suddenly, something unimaginable happened.
The body pieces that had flown after the sudden blast started coming closer as if there was some attraction force pulling them toward themselves.
A surprised expression appeared on Aakesh's face as even he couldn't see through the force pulling the body pieces together. He was only sure of one thing: it wasn't Hartol but some higher-level energy.
"Hey, system, why isn't the Multiverse acting against this interference?" Aakesh asked the system in his mind since an unfamiliar attraction force acting to reform Hartol's body was surely an interference in the Primal tribulation.
[Host, the system #
"Eh!" Aakesh couldn't help but exclaim in shock as the system's words started jumbling, resulting in an incomprehensible sentence.
Even he, who had learned so many languages, couldn't comprehend what the system wanted to say.
[Host, outside interference detected!]
While Aakesh had a surprised expression, another system alert rang inside his head and informed him of a sudden outside interference in the store.
Aakesh wanted to ask another question, but suddenly the scene in the sky grabbed all his attention.
The purple thunder that had been staying silent suddenly started razing around.
They then began striking Hartol, even when the body was still approaching to get attached. It looked to be the end of the Primal tribulation as everyone, excluding Aakesh, who knew about the tribulation, thought that the Multiverse was angry. ɴ(O)ᴠᴇʟ
But then another miraculous scene occurred in front of everybody.
The purple thunder that struck Hartol's body pieces started helping them to attach, instead of destroying them.
Time flew by.
The rate of reformation suddenly grew severalfold due to the purple thunder, so only after six seconds, the reformed body presented itself to the public.
When the higher-level cultivators in the crowd looked toward the sky, they could feel that something was wrong with Hartol.
His eyes were lifeless, despite there being life present in Hartol.
"Rumble!"
The sky rumbled once more, and the remaining purple thunder in the sky gathered to form into a single bolt. It then struck Hartol.
Instead of causing any destruction, the thunder melted into Hartol's body, giving him a sturdier feature.
The next moment, Hartol's energy level started having changes, as it began increasing at an unimaginable rate.
"Did you do this?" Aakesh, who was unaware of what was going on around him for the first time, heard a question.
He turned his head around and found a familiar figure. It was none other than Oxen.
Oxen weren't alone this time, but all the eleven void beasts were present that time.
They all carried grave faces as they looked toward the sky, seeing the effects of the purple bolt.
Even for them, the sudden turnaround in tribulation was new.
Oxen thought the mighty figure behind the store was also behind the sudden situation in the Primal tribulation, so he asked Aakesh.
"No," Aakesh replied and moved his eyes back toward the sky.
***
The sky started clearing out as the Primal tribulation in the sky came to an end. Due to Aakesh, there was not even a hint of damage on the land, so everything looked the same as before.
Hartol, on the other hand, still floated in the sky with the same lifeless eyes.
Votayl had an ugly face as he couldn't understand what was going on at that point.
One second passed, two seconds passed,…, sixteen seconds passed, and just like that, three minutes had passed.
No change happened to Hartol during these past three minutes. The sky had cleared, and the environment had also returned to the situation before the Primal tribulation.
Since there was still a few hours left before the sunset, the sun was still at the top.
Finally, a change happened in Hartol as colors returned to his eyes.
If previously his eyes had brown pupils with a white sclera, they had now turned into golden pupils with black sclera, giving Hartol a strange yet terrifying appearance after his body had gotten even bulkier.
Votayl looked shocked, seeing the color change in Hartol's eyes as it was unheard of. Hartol wasn't the first Honaer to pass the Primal tribulation, there had been many like him, but none had such mutations in the history of the Honaer race.
After colors returned to Hartol's eyes, he had a confused expression on his face. The last thing Hartol remembered was that he lost his consciousness midway when he was only a step away from passing the tribulation, but now he was here perfectly well and stronger than ever before.
He looked down at himself, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground, seeing what he saw.
The pocket space he had created after reaching Immortal had turned into a full-fledged world. It was nothing to feel surprised about since every cultivator who attained divinity would have a world of their own.t
What made Hartol this surprised was the life thriving inside it.
The time difference between the real world and Hartol's world had reached a whopping 1:1,000,000, meaning when one second passed in the real world, a million seconds would have occurred.
Hartol could see a mosquito dying of old age, and then another taking birth.
'How can my inner world be this stable when I have just reached this level?' The question suddenly rose in his mind as creation warranted a stable world, and it took years for low-level Gods to do it.
While he was thinking, his eyes fell to the ground. He noticed the citizens looking at him with myriads of expressions on their faces.
His eyes then fell on the store owner. It was like something clicked at that moment inside his head as he wanted to rush at him.
Chapter 447
"Click!"
Looking at the people on the ground with a surprised face, Hartol's eyes fell on Aakesh. At that moment, a sudden click happened in his mind. It wanted him to rush toward Aakesh and grab him.
His golden pupils started turning red as the urge got stronger. But before it could cross his limit, the switch suddenly turned off, and the feeling completely disappeared.
If Hartol had a mirror in his hand at that moment, he would've seen a grin spread across his face as he looked at the store owner.
***
"Why's he looking at you with such greed?" Oxen asked Aakesh.
While they were in the meeting, a feeling of discomfort had suddenly risen in their hearts, and it was the reason behind them appearing here.
After the tribulation ended, the feeling also disappeared. None of the eleven Void beasts could understand what was going on, as since they have appeared here, there have been many successful ascendances, but none had made them feel such dread.
For a moment, they believed that maybe the feeling was due to Hartol's strong talent, but when they looked at Hartol, they found that he had an average talent.
The situation here was inconceivable to them. Since Aakesh was the first incomprehensible situation the Void beasts had come across, they believed that only Aakesh could give them answers.
They became sure of it when Hartol had a violent reaction after seeing Aakesh after his successful tribulation.
***
After asking the question, Oxen silently and intently looked toward Aakesh, hoping to get a straight answer.
The next moment, Oxen's hopes came crashing down as even Aakesh wasn't sure about the reason for his sudden violent reaction.
"Hey, system, do you think that the organization behind the intrusions is also responsible for this?" Aakesh asked the system in his head.
He believed the organization was responsible for this in his mind, as only that organization had an issue with the store.
Aakesh then got ready to fight, as he wasn't sure about the purpose of doing such things to Hartol.
***
In the air,
The grin on Hartol's face suddenly froze as suddenly a repulsive force attacked him, warning him to leave the Primal dimension.
Hartol's eyes then fell on his nephew and his attendants. He wanted to say something to them, but before he could do so, the intensity of the repulsive force increased.
"Young master, I'll wait for you in the Sacred dimension," He telepathically messaged Votayl, and the next moment, the repulsive force threw him out of the Primal dimension.
***
"Bye, uncle," Votayl called out Hartol. Instead of using his name, he used the familial term.
He only got silence as the response since Hartol had already left and ascended to the Sacred dimension.
***
Somewhere in the Multiverse,
"Why did you do it?" A figure seated on a throne in the dark asked.
"Just to let him remember about us," A reply came in response from the empty space. The voice contained a hint of playful tone in it.
"You don't need to lie to me," The figure replied, while a screen showed the scene of a sudden attraction force appearing and helping the cultivator from dying.
"She won't be happy with you," The figure further added.
"I know. I don't care," A voice echoed in response.
The figure on the throne could only shake his head, hearing the nonchalant tone of his friend.
"You're not allowed to do these things anymore. If you do, it would be you explaining to her from the next time," The figure's tone turned stern as he warned the owner of the voice.
"Fine, it would be the last time. I won't mess with the boy any further," The voice echoed in response. Even someone of his caliber felt fear thinking about explaining things to her.
'I'll mess with him when he ascends,' At the same time, the owner of the voice added in his thoughts.
The figure on the throne could only shake his head as to how he could not know what his friend was thinking.
His eyes turned playful as he focused on the blurred Aakesh on the screen.
"I hope you won't disappoint us," The figure mumbled, waiting for Aakesh to ascend.
Then darkness fell on the area as both the figure seated on the throne and the voice's owner closed their eyes and fell silent.
***
"Hey, system, you never told me about the result of that outside interference," Aakesh curiously asked the system in his head.
It has been around half an hour since the Primal tribulation ended and Hartol's ascension.
Aakesh had some questions and answers about the sudden situation in his mind. He discussed it with the system. In the end, he found a lot more.
For a few of his questions, he got no answer as the system refused to discuss those things, especially the question about why the Multiverse did not intervene when someone interfered in the tribulation.
[Host, the issue has been resolved. The creator of the interference has been recognized and dealt with.]
The next moment, a screen appeared in front of Aakesh, showing the last moments of the being that had interfered with the system.
Aakesh recognized the race of the creature, and since it was an exclusive species to the Sacred dimension, he didn't have to think much about the unfamiliar area where the creature was.
"Hey, system, if you can kill someone from the Sacred dimension so easily, you must also be able to find out about the organization," Aakesh expressionlessly asked the system.
[Host, you don't have enough permission authority to know the answer to this question.]
The system dashed Aakesh's hopes and bluntly refused, citing his low punishment authority.
After that, no matter what questions Aakesh attempted to ask, the system didn't give a response. In the end, Aakesh had no choice but to stop.
***
Time flew by.
The six hours of the second group of customers in Panagea were over, so the system started forcing them out one by one, depending on their entry sequence.
"Shake!"
Suddenly, the area around the store started shaking. The store's building stayed still, having no effects whatsoever, but the place around it wasn't such.
Earthquakes started occurring, mountains got crushed, and tides in oceans began rising.
Fortunately for the Kingdoms, the situation only continued for three seconds.
Chapter 448
The sudden shaking of the land began from the Mysterious peak. It resulted in the arrival of several natural disasters at once, ravaging the Kingdoms neighboring the mountain.
Aakesh, who had been relaxing on his chair, opened his eyes at this sudden situation. Due to the system, the store's building didn't feel anything, but the same couldn't be said for the market and Kakot.
The shake started taking the shape of an earthquake when suddenly Brinda, the King of the Bisan and Blue Wyrm Kingdom, stepped out of her palace.
Using the badge that adorned her chest, she controlled the natural disasters around these two Kingdoms and brought them to an end.
Still, three seconds of disaster rampantly affected the area around the mountain.
On the Bisan Kingdom's side, even the nearest city to Mysterious peak was tens of thousands of miles away due to vicious beasts being in higher numbers on this side, so the city was able to survive.
The same couldn't be said for the city on the Blue Wyrm Kingdom's side. It was only a few hundred miles away from the mountain, and it faced the brunt of the sudden situation.
Disasters nakedly danced on the city. When Brinda acted, she was too late. The city had already turned into a ruin, taking the lives of more than a billion innocent citizens.
Even then, the Blue Wyrm Kingdom was on the better-faced side. The neighboring Kingdom that shared the border of Mysterious peak with it, but not with the Bisan Kingdom, had half of the Kingdom razed to the ground, taking the lives of more than two hundred billion. Since it had no Brinda to help, the destruction stopped on its own.
Brinda wanted to help the neighboring Kingdoms as well since she had plans to conquer those territories in the future, but unfortunately for her, the badge only gave her power to act inside her controlled areas, not ruled by others.
***
"Yes!" The hooded figure jumped in excitement.
He was the cause behind the sudden arrival of so many natural disasters at once.
A gate adorned with different patterns stood there in front of him.
The gate was black in color, and on it, there were patterns imprinted of different beasts in different colors.
The gate looked to be a gate without exit or entry as it was on open ground, but seeing the excitement on the hooded figure's face, anyone could see that it was anything but ordinary.
"I did it, master," The hooded figure commented in excitement, seeing the gate.
He then took out a key from his space ring.
The key looked to be the same shape as the lock of the door. It was golden in color, with the collar portion and key wards in black.
The hooded figure then placed the key in the keyhole on the gate.
He then pushed it instead of spinning it to open the door. He was doing everything according to what was told to him.
The next moment, the gate started having changes as the key melted into the keyhole, blocking that area.
"Eh! Why did it stop?" The hooded figure mumbled in surprise as the process wasn't to stop here but continue, and in the end, the gate would open.
From the gate, his master would step out. He would then give him everything he ever wanted as a reward for freeing his master.
The hooded figure wasn't someone from outside like Pucchi, but he had lived here his entire life.
***
Six hundred years ago,
Ronald lived in the city of Rusot. It was the city located in the Blue Wyrm Kingdom, nearest to the Mysterious peak.
The Mysterious peak was abundant with resources, so the citizens of Rusot were living fulfilling and satisfying lives.
Ronald, on the other hand, wasn't satisfied with this life. His father was the next in line to be the city head, so Ronald always needed to control his actions as even a single wrong move would take away his father's chances at the top position.
Ronald hated his father for turning him into a caged parrot and forcing him to do things against his will. One day, his mind finally broke down, and he ran from his house.
Since the Mysterious peak was the only place around Rusot where people working for Ronald's father wouldn't be able to find him, Ronald chose it as his destination.
Before running, he didn't forget to take a vow, 'I would return here one day with ultimate strength and kill Sandar Turap.'
Sandar was his father's name, while Turap was the family name. He hated his father so much that Ronald wanted to kill him.
Running and running brought him to the Mysterious peak. He then started living a life of an ascetic there.
He had his fixed schedule. He would give an hour for eating or other miscellaneous things, four hours to his sleep, and the remaining hours for his training.
At first, his schedule turned out to be extremely difficult for him as before running away from his family, he had lived a life of luxury. Even though Ronald's actions were controlled, he still got everything he wanted.
As time passed, he got accustomed to the training and started growing stronger day by day.
Due to Mysterious peak being abundant with resources, he never had to compromise. His cultivation grew at a good rate.
In a blink of an eye, thirty years had passed.
Ronald, who looked to be a teenager when he ran from his house, looked to be a wild man, with hairs touching the ground and a beard touching his waist. He looked like he had not taken a bath for years.
"Roar!"
An angry roar rang in the area as a beast chased Ronald.
Ronald had stolen the prey of the beast, so now it was chasing Ronald for revenge and wanted him to be its hunt.
"Come on, ugly beast, why so slow," Ronald mocked the beast.
Even though the beast was stronger than Ronald, its movements were slow, so Ronald didn't look to be in fear.
"ROAR!"
The beast's eyes turned red from anger as it understood his mocking tone. The next moment, it opened its mouth, and a grey energy ball started gathering at the tip.
It was an earth ball made up of the element of earth.
Ronald, using all his strength, leaped on the nearest tree. He then started running at an even quicker speed.
***
A/N: Three for today as well. Most probably for tomorrow too. Sorry, I would make it up to in the next coming weeks.
Chapter 449
"Boom!"
The earth ball clashed on the spot where Ronald was just a moment earlier, and a loud explosion occurred, resulting in a cloud full of dust, broken tree branches, and leaves.
Ronald, who had leaped on the tree only a moment earlier, was thrown aback by the sudden blast.
Fortunately for Ronald, his quick reaction saved him from harm that may have come his way due to the earth ball.
But before he could even stabilize his foot, another earth ball came his way.
This time, he came in direct contact with the ball.
"Boom!"
The next moment, a loud explosion rang in the area, and Ronald got thrown back hundreds of meters away.
After the cloud of dust subsided, a pit filled with pointed rocks appeared on the spot.
"Ugh!" Ronald groaned in pain as several of his bones had gotten broken due to the throw.
"Roar!"
The next moment, an angry roar rang in the area as the beast appeared in front of Ronald.
"Ugh! How can you use an earth ball?" Ronald groaningly asked.
The beast in front of him was an Elecoon. The beast had red fur across except for the face, where it had white fur. It had a raccoon-like face and two tiny tusks emerging from its nose.
Ronald asked the question because Elecoon was a beast that had control over the element of fire, but here, it released an earth ball to attack him.
The beast ignored Ronald's question and decided to stomp him.
Ronald wanted to run, but his legs weren't in any shape to stand, let alone run, and he also had no skill strong enough even to injure the beast. He had no choice but to look at the foot, the size of half his body, approaching him.
Ronald had a frustrated expression on his face. It was entirely different from the mocking face he had earlier.
"Do you want to live?"
Ronald, watching his death approaching him, suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice appearing straight inside his head.
"Yes," He answered. He didn't think of anything at that moment as survival was the most important thing.
The next moment, something wet fell on Ronald's face. He looked up and couldn't help but get shocked.
The beast was slowly melting into a pool of blood.
A few seconds later, only Ronald remained there, lying in the pool of blood of the beast.
"You're saved now. From today, you'll be my slave."
A voice rang in Ronald's head before he could come to terms with the shock.
Ronald couldn't help but frown, hearing the contents of the voice.
"How dare you call me your slave?" He angrily yelled, looking all around.
His reason for running from his house was the lack of freedom, so how could he even accept someone making him his slave. He would rather die than become a slave.
"It's the price for saving you."
"I don't care about that. I would never become your slave," Ronald replied.
"Argh, what did you do?"
The next moment, Ronald yelled in anger and pain. His already damaged leg suddenly burst open into a blood cloud.
"Accept the deal you made," The voice rang in Ronald's head in response.
"Fuck you!" Ronald responded.
In the past thirty years, he had faced even more dangerous situations and had come out of more severe injuries, so Ronald wasn't afraid.
Nothing was worth more than the freedom to him, not even his life. If he knew about the deal, he would've never accepted it and would have let the beast stomp him to death.
The next moment, his other leg burst open. He didn't cry in pain this time and only looked around. Since the voice directly came into his head, he didn't know the direction from which it came.
Time flew by.
No matter what the voice tried, Ronald refused to accept the deal. In the end, the owner of the voice gave up, seeing the stubbornness and determination of Ronald.
"If not for you being the only one here, I would've killed you," The voice rang in Ronald's head for the umpteenth time.
Ronald didn't say anything in response. At that moment, even talking would result in an unbearable amount of pain.
The next moment, a green light engulfed Ronald.
When the light disappeared, all the terrible injuries Ronald had, they completely disappeared. Even the numerous inner wounds he had received due to his arduous training over the past thirty years had gotten healed.
"Who are you?" Ronald asked the voice. Since it had stopped giving up on making him its slave, Ronald could now peacefully talk to it.
"You don't need to know who am I?" The voice rang again in response, inside Ronald's head, and had refused to introduce itself.
"You only need to know one thing. If you work for me, I will give you everything you've ever wanted," The voice rang again.
"Where are you?" Ronald ignored the big statement of the voice and instead asked another question.
"Why do you ask so many questions?" As if Ronald stepped on the hurting veins of the voice by asking the question, it flared up.
Ronald had a bad feeling in his heart when he heard the sudden change in the tone of the voice. He wanted to leave the area, so he stood up.
When he attempted to take a step forward, he found himself to be frozen and unable to move his leg.
"Do you think you can escape from me after I saved you," The voice rang in Ronald's head as if mocking him?
Time flew by.
"What is it?" Looking at the strange ring in his head, Ronald asked with a confused expression on his face.
Ronald finally found out about the location of the voice.
At the place where the earth ball hit for the second time, it had resulted in destroying a node of an array spread across the entire Mysterious peak.
Ronald finally knew why no one had been able to travel to the end of the Mysterious peak, irrespective of their level.
The Mysterious peak isn't a naturally built mountain, but it was an array used in sealing a creature.
As time passed, it started thriving with life, and now it was one of the mysteries of the Primal dimension, with even Void beasts not being able to unravel it.
Chapter 450
After knowing about the history of the Mysterious peak and the creature sealed in it, Ronald suddenly found himself fortunate.
The beast had only succeeded in destroying the array point due to it being at its weakest. Even a hammer strike would have resulted in its destruction.
Ronald was fortunate since if the beast had used that earth ball a second later, the array point would've restored itself and had never gotten broken, and he would've died.
***
"It's a space ring," The voice came in response to Ronald's question.
"A space ring?" Ronald couldn't help but get surprised hearing the voice's response.
He hadn't seen any space ring like what he had in his hands.
The space ring in his hands released a threatening pressure that shouldn't be possible for one, and it also had strange patterns engraved in it.
Ronald couldn't even study them without feeling a headache, let alone comprehend their meanings.
"Yes, but not a space ring like you have. It's alive and contains a portion of my soul. Smear with one drop of your blood, and make yourself its master," The voice responded.
"Do you think I'm some stupid guy who would believe a voice?" Ronald asked in response.
Only an idiot would smear his blood on an unfamiliar object in a world where nothing is certain.
"I knew you wouldn't trust me. So let me show you my capability, and then you can decide on your own," The voice responded.
Before Ronald could understand the meaning of the sentence, the area around him started shaking at an unimaginable rate, but miraculously he found himself stable.
Soon the vibration reached such an extent that the area started disintegrating, but on the spot where Ronald was nothing of such sort happened.
A few seconds later, as far as Ronald could see, he only saw the complete destruction of the land around him.
"Now tell me, do you think I need to talk to you if I want to do something to you?" The voice asked a question after showing its power to Ronald.
"I already know you're powerful, but I would never become someone's slave, even if there were a God standing in front of me," Ronald responded with a determined tone in his voice.
When he escaped from his father's house, if he wanted, he could've gone to his father's opponent and helped him to bring his father's downfall, but Ronald didn't do it.
It was not because he didn't want someone else to interfere in his family issues or Ronald had a soft corner for them; he did it because his father's opponent was also similar to him in stature. If Ronald had gone there, he would've become a controlled puppet, which he hated most in the world.
"Quite a determination," The voice rang inside his head. It got impressed with Ronald.
"Since you're the only one here, and I am impressed with your determination, let's make a deal," The voice further added.
"What deal?" Ronald asked as he got curious about the sudden change in the voice's tone.
"You help me get free from here. I would complete every wish you have as the reward," The voice replied.Â
"Huh! Didn't you say the same thing earlier," Ronald responded, feeling disappointed due to the voice's response.
"Let me be the first to help you then," The voice replied.
Before Ronald could respond, a white light out of nowhere appeared and engulfed him.
When the light disappeared, and Ronald could see what was going on, he found himself in an unfamiliar area.
In front of him stood a ruin that looked to be older than the time itself.
"Where am I?" Ronald asked, looking down at his hand, only to find that the space ring was gone.
"You're inside the space ring," A voice replied. "Didn't I tell you the space ring is different from what you've seen? It's just one of the world inside here."
He didn't hear the voice inside his head this time, but it came from behind him.
When Ronald turned around, he could see a fuzzy figure standing there.
Ronald rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had an issue. When he looked at them again, the figure was still blurred and fuzzy.
"You're too weak to look at my appearance," The fuzzy figure commented.
Ronald would've thought it was the figure mocking him, but he sensed no such emotion from the tone, so he knew the figure told the truth.
"Why did you bring me here?" Ronald asked the question after taking a deep breath.
From the moment he saw the beast melting on him, he knew that he wasn't able to fight back if the figure decided to kill him. So he decided to forego the fear of death and stay nonchalant as following manners had more chances of offending the figure than staying casual.
"It would be my helping hand to you so that you would believe me," The figure responded, already expecting the question.
"How are you going to help me?" Ronald asked, curious to know the answer.
"The ruins in front of you once belonged to a high-level civilization. A civilization so strong that even Gods steered clear of it. I'm the last remaining member of it. By using my authority here, I would make you the strongest in your Kingdom in just a day. It would be my second help to show my sincerity," The figure replied.
Time flew by.
"This is my second help to you. If you betray me after this, remember, I don't feel a thing when torturing people," A voice rang inside Ronald's head.
He looked different than he looked a day before. He previously had black hair and brown eyes, but now, his hair was white, while his eyes were red, giving him a mystifying look.
His cultivation level had also grown from peak Soul Formation to peak Void Forging, only in the span of a day.
"I won't betray you," Ronald responded as he played with the ring in his hand.
He then stopped fiddling and looked in the direction of the city where he once lived with his family.
His eyes turned cruel and cold as he muttered, "Sandar Turap, I am coming for your head."
Ronald then disappeared from the spot and appeared right at the gate of Rusot.
Time flew by.
When he left the city, he was the only remaining descendant of the Turap family.
***
A/N: Please don't forget to check the author's note.
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