1550 A Simple Plan
[Rank 9
Paragon Body: 0/100,000
Ignis: 0/100,000
Death Giant: 0/100,000
Order: 0/100,000
Chaos: 0/100,000
Space: 0/100,000
Time: 0/100,000
<Yes. You saw it right. It's 100,000. Not 50. By direct comparison, the difference is more than four times. But when you have two divine rankers at home, why should a rank 9 bother you?
Go ahead! Leech off your wives! Give some XP, two divine sugar momm—>]
Varian inhaled sharply and the handle of the hammer in his hand cracked into two.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The advancement to rank 9 gave him a great boost in strength. There's no way a peak rank 9 should be able to stand against him now.
'But I can't use my full power without giving my identity away.'
Varian took out a spear.
In the pitch black space where ocassional sparks of colors flew, a small red light lit up.
"Rise!"
The flame flared as if fuel was poured onto it, going from the size of a finger to that of a hundred stars.
Darkness melted away, space itself shook under that brightness and all powerhouses in the region inhaled sharply.
"You!"
Hector Russ looked at Varian with an absurd gaze, unable to understand why the power differential between them was bridged in an instant.
King Ferdinand, Dean Ankh, Miracle Queen and Old King all distanced themselves from Varian.
While their eyes remained vigilant but fearless, their stiff bodies and trembling hands told how they were actually feeling.
"This is my kingdom!"
Varian pulled back the spear until the tip was over his shoulder before firing it off.
"Sh*t!"
Hector wanted to teleport away to be safe. But when he realized that the weapon would reach before he could even vanish, he tore open the space in front of him to send the spear away.
Unfortunately for him, the space cracks collapsed due to the sheer momentum of the spear, resulting in an explosion that engulfed area worth an entire province.
When the glowing aura diffused, Hector Russ was seen.
With hanging flesh and peeled off skin, like a corpse that's pulled out from the coffin.
"Arghh!"
He gave off a scream that shook the heavens and took out a glowing red sphere.
The Old King's face paled and he screamed.
"Carefu—"
Kacha!
The sphere was crushed and a red beam shot out of it, reaching Varian in a blink.
Since he remained vigilant, the red beam had to face a dampening space-time field which slowed it down before it stepped into the domain of chaos which messed up its trajectory.
By the time the red beam exited the restrictions, Varian had long disappeared.
Having failed in striking its target, the red beam chose its own target and struck Dean Ankh, the most injured of them all.
"Arghh!"
The old man's age dwindled rapidly and all his vitality dissipated in a blink. When the red beam dimmed, all that was left for them to see was a shriveled up powerhouse.
Taking this opportunity, Hector Russ also withdrew from the battlefield, intending to change the plans in response to this mysterious powerhouse.
The peak rank 9 battlefield cooled off, for now.
But the battlefield where the young master was fighting entered an unexpected turn.
The so-called reservists, death row innmates called here all turned out be special soldiers. When the army realized this face, it was already too late.
Shuaa! Shuaa! Shuaa!
Millions of small flames lit up in the space before dissipating.
Most of the soldiers, mostly belonging to provinces and duchies, were killed brutally.
And eventually, a squad set their sights on the 'brave' Daxis young master who kept killing rank 4s despite being a rank 5 himself.
Almost at the same time, Varian returned from the rank 9 battlefield and swapped himself with his clone. Naturally, no one here found out.
In a matter of minutes, the rank 5 squad killed all the soldiers under his command and surrounded him.
And when they did, Varian raised his hands and started crying. "Please don't kill me! I'm…I'm Daxis' heir! The young master! I'm very, very influential in Pala! My papa will pay a lot to retrieve me! Please! I beg you!"
The pleading was beyond pathetic and completely unsightly on a sight like a battlefield. Even the brave soldiers who were fighting discarding their lives were demoralized by his words.
But as if he cared for nothing but his own life, Varian continued to beg. "I-I'll give up all my posessions! I can even join your army! Please, I beg you! I don't want to die! You have more benefit in keeping me alive than killing me!"
The squad who circled Varian looked at each other before throwing an anesthia bomb.
Varian's eyes turned white and he fainted.
The squad captured him like he's some livestock and threw him into one of their spaceships.
Not too long after, he was taken to their local command station.
"Daxis' heir?"
"Yes, sir. According to our intel reports, they did send their heir to grab military points using the reservists and death row inmates."
"I guess we got a good catch. Send him to the headquarters. If his parents can give fill some gaps in our intel, we can release him."
The fainted Varian listened to the conversations around him without showing any abnormality.
'Just according to keikaku.'
The king knew about Daxis' family inserting their heir. But he also knew that there was something wrong with the information of reservists being used for this battlefield.
It was a trap that the king's spies were able to foresee. So, they used it as a reverse trap and made them capture the young master.
'With the defeat he suffered, Hector Russ will not delay any longer.'
"Lord! Lord! The Headquarters have called for an important meeting! They say the final phase of the war is about to be initiated."
"Damn it! Send this guy there already! We have to minimize casualties or we'll get laughed at by the two factions. Take him!"
Varian was thrown violently to a prison room where hundreds of such 'worthy' prisoners were kept.
'Logos, seal my power to rank 5.'
[Understood]
They passed through hundreds of inspections before being thrown into a space gate.
On the other side was the central city of Lionar galaxy, Leo.
Like meat processed on a conveyor belt, he was processed to a 'Truth Center' along with thousands of others.
Even though they were already inspected a quadrillion times, devices restricting their powers were still used.
Some got restraining bracelets, a few got chokers and he got handcuffs.
'Almost there…'
With the power of slivers, he disabled the restraining mechanism in the handcuffs without destroying the handcuffs themselves. Then, he unlocked his powers.
Sneaking into Leo city would've been impossible even if he could beat down peak rank 9s. This place was very strictly guarded from the outside.
'From the inside though…'
His extended senses subtly expanded, noticing the power levels of the beings stationed here. He couldn't do a thorough sweep without being discovered.
But even a light search revealed at least five peak rank 9s. That much wasn't really discouraging.
The problem was that he found at least three pseudo divine rankers.
And the worst part?
Regardless of the possibilities, he'd have to act now. This might be the last chance for a plan as crazy as this.
So, he unleashed his full power.
Like a sun had risen in the middle of a city, Leo exploded into pieces as a brilliant white light devoured everything.
Boom!
Six peak rank 9s and three auras even stronger than them locked onto him.
The center of Lionar galaxy was now shining with a brilliant white light, visible even from astronomical distances.
And the center of that light was Varian, facing nine dangerous foes.
