Chapter 168: Shaking the Pursuers Off (1/2)

After four hours of heading straight towards the southeastern direction, I noticed that there were really Metagens following me. Not just one or two, maybe at least three Assault Teams. They're surely from the Confederacy and straight from the Sentry Bases.

Well, not just them. A simple scan revealed that above me, hidden beyond the clouds, a few aircrafts were also silently following the movements of the Purple Haze.

I noticed that the silhouettes of those aircrafts were not native to this world. At least I haven't seen any aircrafts with those kinds of build.

Aircrafts were still being used in this world, of course, not everyone could become a Metagen Pilot after all. Those are for the common people and the Operators who's unfortunate.

Upon observing them for a while, I determined that those were Anzean aircrafts. They were transport aircrafts, to be precise. They're probably carrying a team of Anzeans who would engage me in a battle if ever I stop or when they decided to make a move against me.

The Darkgens were probably on their way as well. If I didn't have the Orb of Concealment I might really be done in by these lots once they catch up.

Was it the Emperor who arranged this or all of them? Either way, they really don't want to see another Mythic-rank to rise up from Nysia's side. Maybe my identity as the fourth Hero also became a factor to this decision.

Haa... I could only sigh at this turn of events. Even though we already expected this, seeing it really happening was tragic. I could only lament to the fates of those who died due to them being seen as a threat by these petty Transcendents.

Thinking back to the lack of response from the World's Will, it probably has something to do with this. It's always watching them from somewhere, seeing the Transcendents colluding with the enemy like that, it probably lost its hope from its denizens. Even if they're just pursuing their own goals and ambitions, to prevent the others from reaching the same height was surely something it couldn't accept.

Nysia once mentioned that when she became a Transcendent, it congratulated her and told her information about the world but at some point, it stopped responding altogether.

Upon reaching Transcendence in a Mortal World, they probably became something like an entity of equal standing with the World's Will. They will leave the control of it but maintain their connection. As Transcendents, they only represent themselves while the World's Will represents the world itself. Every Transcendent will still be connected to the world as long as they didn't change their Source Energy but the World's Will won't be able to punish them anymore.

Ah. I am overthinking again.

Let's focus on what's in front of us first. Maybe if I reach Transcendence I would be able to talk with it and learn something from it.

I shook my head to clear my mind before focusing on the screen again which showed my surroundings.

I was already far enough from the city that everywhere I looked, there were only ruins of the previous civilization. It's like I was in a post-apocalyptic world due to the never-ending ruins and desolate places.

Below, I noticed some vagrants trying their best to look for loot that they could exchange in a black market somewhere around the area. Just looking at how they struggled like thiw to live compared to those in the city, it's two different worlds.

Then there were still those who took advantage of them by cheating them of their hard-earned regenium shards. What a cruel world, eh? Well, even on Earth, things like that happened so it's not really surprising.

When the Purple Haze passed by them, they all looked up while beaming a huge smile as if they found a treasure. They probably thought another battle would happen where regeniums would fall off the sky.

However, I couldn't really afford to be surrounded by the enemies. I could fight them off but the Purple Haze would probably become battered after the battle.

10 minutes later, as the Purple Haze continued to glide over the sky while leaving a purple smoke trail, the Metagens following me started to speed up in a bid to catch up.

The aircrafts above me also started to lower their altitude revealing themselves below the clouds. When they reached a certain height, the bottom part of the aircrafts opened wherein the Anzeans covered in their carapaces started jumping out one after another.

As they dropped from the sky, their backs opened where insect wings sprouted and started to flap which gave them a boost on their speed.

After that, the ones leading in front took out hexagonal metal objects. Those following behind them then arranged themselves in a V-formation behind.

Right. Like that iconic giant robot anime.

When those hexagonal metal objects were thrown in front of them, they all expanded from their compressed state and split into six parts; a head, two arms, two legs and the torso.

With the ones who threw it taking the head part, the other four in their formations took one of each limb.

It's a bit different than that iconic robot wherein no one took the torso, it became something like a pole that pulled the parts together.

As I watched them do that from a rear camera attached to my Metagen, I couldn't help but silently hum the tune of that anime while they slowly combined together.