Chapter 1000: Rigel, I Hate You
"D-did he kill it?" Syrbarun stepped back from the holographic screen unconsciously, his hand squeezing the silvery urchin with trepidation. His gaze was riveted to the alien limb that Jake held aloof in his right hand.
Rigel held his silence, maintaining a stern facade, but the slight quiver coursing through his stony frame belied his composure.
"It's not answering my calls," Syrbarun gloomily announced, his eyes bloodshot and complexion pallid from futilely compressing the device in his hand.
"Mine neither..." The Gorgonite admitted reluctantly, after a beat.
Upon hearing this, the minotaur's visage crumbled, and in a fit of rage, he slammed the silvery urchin to the ground. It ricocheted off the walls, pinging a hundred times before coming to a stop.
"Fucking horns and hooves! We don't even know this slippery Voidshifter's name!" Syrbarun suddenly blurted, his composure slipping away in the face of panic. "They're all so unreliable!"
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
Arkinslize
Arkinslize Here we are, 1000 chapters in. When I began writing, I never imagined that I would one day create something so vast, but the real surprise comes when I realize we're still a long way from the end. With the conclusion of the fourth Ordeal and the beginning of this volume, we've just entered what I consider to be the major second part of the story. In my mind, I divide what's left to tell into a third part, in relation to an upcoming major schism, but that doesn't mean each part will be as large as the first. Regardless, buckle up, the best is yet to come.
Gifts
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received Weekly Power Status
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Ranking 
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