1472 First Of All Ages
1472 First Of All Ages
"Affirmative. There were some abnormal space fluctuations."
"…"
"Affirmative. The treasures indicate a few new auras."
"…"
"Roger. Roger."
A figure in pitch black clothes destroyed the fifth communicator and waited outside the solar system.
Losing one assassin did not deter Zahara Onyx, much less Eshala Starlight. A small prey like this civilization ruler couldn't ever hope to escape their clutches.
From the moment he was targeted, his fate was set.
As the informant erased his traces and waited like a rock, the whole scene was displayed in front of Varian by Boo who was stationed next to him in its stealth mode.
"Good job." Varian patted the phantom of little ghost who giggled at the praise.
"Of course, of course. Boo is the best."
"I don't know if it could help but keep him from sensing the coming changes as much as possible." He instructed the wings circling around his head in a gentle tone.
"Okay!" Oob flapped its wings and vanished, leaving behind a "good luck!"
Boo gave him a cute salute and disappeared as well.
It seemed the little guy was growing up.
The power of Hortus poured into Varian, healing his injuries and replenishing his aura.
He could do both of these things way better than any of his peers in rank 7 or rank 8. And yet, the speed at which Hortus did it were beyond even his capacity.
As he grew stronger and expanded Hortus accordingly, the synthetic world was changing in an unknown direction.
"Prime World.
A powerful world where space is enchanced to not break under the war of celestials. Where there are no planets except for one single world. Where aura is so dense and abundnant that even a normal person living there could reach level 7 in his lifetime.
Perfect Synthetic World.
A growing independent world. Seed of a universe itself."
The two very different features were now going to appear on one single world.
Varian's eyes glowed with a brilliant white light and his pupils with a deep black. His aura swept the entire solar system.
The creation of a Prime World would need specialists in space-
time, order and chaos to proceed.
Since they had to work like they're of one mind, even the simplest of its kind would take years.
Now, a single man was doing it all.
The power of space-time changed first, bringing the space-
time of the solar system in sync with that of Hortus.
It was a difficult task.
As the synchronization rose hit 50%, Varian's body began to disintegrate with heavy marks of space-time tears.
Thankfully, Hortus continued to heal and replenish him.
Remaining in a state of constant injury and repair, Varian kept at it.
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Once the space-time was done, the next big part was merging all the planets into one new world.
The power of slivers flowed from Varian.
His job should've been easier. But the task itself was very, very difficult. So, every second, Varian was losing a limb to the power he exerted.
1%
2%
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As the process continued, a foreign hostile arrived.
"Give me back my master!" The power of a peak rank 8 exploded, about to devour the entire solar system.
If it happened, the entire operation would come to a halt and Varian would suffer terrible backlash.
"Halt!"
"Die!"
Sarah's and Sia's auras, both at high rank 8, reached the boundary to block her off.
But even before them, Oob used the power of Heaven Will to bring down her power.
In the region where Oob's power applied, her strength was almost 33% lower, still higher than that of Sarah and Sia.
Nexa recognized the problem but didn't care. There was a hint of madness in her eyes as she stared at the man standing in front of the star.
"I'll grab my master no matter what!"
Her figure flashed forward and a streak of black light cut through the space like a comet.
A golden light clashed it head on and blasted it back.
Sarah incurred a significant injury on her shoulder from the collision but didn't care. "You're not crossing me today."
Sia didn't bother to exchange a word and swung her sword.
Alison made the call to block the battle from being broadcasted and the rest worked to evacuate citizens in the nearby areas on the pretext of emergency training.
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90%
As Varian inched to completion, the informant started moving.
Without leaving any traces in space, as if he was disappearing and appearing again, he expertly manipulated the power of time to approach Varian.
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As the climax approached, Varian put his complete focus on the process, leaving himself vulnerable.
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The informant wasn't ordered to do this. He just had to stay and pass information. The real strikers would come soon.
But the man figured he'd be striking gold if he took down Varian by himself.
Normally, it'd be a terrible idea since he's only a mid rank 8 specializing in stealth. He was selected over powerful rank 8s for the simple reason that he's perhaps the best at stealth than most rank 8s.
'I can do it.' The informant's trained hands moved and like performing a sacred art, he reached for a barbed blade.
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The visage of Solar system blurred. Like a mirage in a desert, it began to disappear. Not just visually but also physically.
For that brief moment, every person on the planets, including the ruins, experienced themselves transversing through something, akin to passing through a thick wall of water.
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The informed moved, his dagger reaching Varian's head in a blink.
"No!"
"Stop!"
Sarah and Sia crushed Nexa but were too far away to stop the informant.
But at the last moment, the informat felt a sense of fear. He's a trained man. He knew fake concerns from real ones.
Those women…weren't worried.
Boom!
A powerful world will descended out of nowhere and obliterated the informant into pieces.
Hortus' Will was a dangerous force to go against.
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History was made.
