Chapter 5 - Domination Loss (1/2)

”Such a killing intent. What kind of monster can exude such hatred!?”

The green-haired tanomobi dashed faster than the wind through vines and branches upon the wet soil. After finding a small glade within the swamp, she anchored her feet and cast three layers of protective barrier. As the green moon casted its light, she was ready to counter any kind of aggression.

”Come!”

Her mind was clogged in disbelief, as she didn't really expect for a mortal feline within ragged clothing to appear from the shadow, gasping left and right.

”Phuwaaa..!?” A blue haired female on her knees, drenched in sweat. Her cat ears twitched, her tail curled, and the expression of an extremely exhausted person was etched on her complexion. ”Miss! Hwuh, you dropped something! Hah.”

The feline offered the rodent an axe of Kelaya. Despite the tanomobi believing that she didn't drop such a thing, all of the sudden information managed to cloud her head. The tanomobi placed her gloved hand upon her head, scratching it before constructing a sentence.

”Mortal, I believed that I'm not in possession of such a thing, let alone dropping it. But aside from all of that, this place is extremely dangerous.” The rodent took the big axe and cast it aside before lending a hand to the mortal. ”May I know which tribe you came from?”

”Tribe?” The feline tilted her head. ”I lived alone here, this place is my home.”

”I see.” Her dead-fish tired eyes then scanned the feline one more time to ensure that she isn't a Usurper in disguise. ”You reek of 'void', how long have you been exposed to that axe?”

”The axe, isn't yours?”

”Of course not, silly.” The rodent then casted a first-aid anti-void spell on the feline. There was a slight killing intent that could be felt for a second, but the rodent was still unsure whether it was her imagination or not. Then again, a manaless individual couldn't run that fast either, even if it was a feline whose strength is their agility. So she deduced that she might be a disciple of someone in physical cultivation.

Physical cultivation was rare to be encountered in the vast mystery world of Neamh. The goal is the same; to achieve a new heights of immortality and power. The only thing that set it different was the method. There are many kinds of law within the journey of mana cultivation, but for strengthening one body without the pure energy of mana, it needs a great wisdom and determination. Mostly they are honing their martial art techniques, which is rare in the age of magic where you can nuke and cast a plutonium-dense barrier in just a flick of a finger.

”I see your physical cultivation's fruition, may I know who's your master?” said the rodent.

”Jashung!” shout the feline enthusiastically. ”Do you know him?”

Jashung Cosham was a great mana cultivator and physical cultivator, it was rumored that upon his deathbed, he already entrusted his physical cultivation legacy's into three of his numerous students on his sect.

But all of them are assassinated, the precious knowledge was lost in the dunes of time. It shocked the tanomobi that she found one of the survivors—no, the fearless Jashung might have already foreseen this and hid one of his students in this swamp. It had been 278 years after his death, a feline living this long would be none other than his hidden disciple!

For the first time since the encounter, the tanomobi put a smile before talking. ”I do know him, you've been working hard—my name is Foel, how about you?”

”Meshia Fader.”

The two cultivators then bond themselves with nonchalant conversation for quite a night near the campfire upon the glade.

”So how it was like being an Excavator?” asked the feline.

”Brutally uninteresting, my job is to map and find any remains of the damned, the long lost era before the Judgement Day, or even beyond.”

”Isn't it good that you're able to find many object and lost invention that was unknown to people? I find it a lil' bit charming, hehehe.”

”It does but it didn't move my purpose at all.”

”Your purpose?”

Foel glanced above, the sky, the stars where the unimaginable things happen. She tried to reach for it with her hand yet it's too far and impossible grasp. ”I want power, a power in this broken world.”