136 Bad Hands and Hidden Aces (1/2)
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In the wasteland world, a new river had been created.
The liquid of which it was composed wasn't clear, nor was its motion fast.. Inside it, uncountabled pieces of dark flesh formed the river bed, and the pitch black blood flowed in between them.
At the head of this river, Was Daniel, which was currently cleaning his sword, and breathing large amounts of spiritual essence in.
All around him, hundreds of thousands of monsters lied in pieces. The rest, were already filling a small pile of spatial rings.
”Damn it.. I knew this would happen.” Said Daniel with disappointment.
From within his mind, Sewah said ”What the hell are you even taking all these monster meat for.. It's not like it will do anything to increase your power.”
”Resources for my group, exchangeable goods, a boost of morale for the army.. A bit of fun.. Your apathetic behaviour makes you a terrible interlocutor.” Responded Daniel with a matter-of-fact tone.
”I just don't care about these things frivolous things.” Sewah rebutted, slightly irritated by Daniel's harsh but true words.
Daniel slightly bent forward and picked a common pebble from the ground while saying ”Yeah, you don't have to prove my point.” He then put his focus into it.
Bit by bit he injected large amounts of immortal essence into this simple looking rock. He then shaped it into a large and empty room with grey walls, floor, and ceiling.
The immortal essence was so powerful, that he did not even need to refine the large amount of essence in order to turn it into a solid spatial construct. The most basic form was already more than enough to do the job.
In a matter of moments, a room with a volume of two hundred cubic meters had been created within the common-looking rock.
This space rapidly started to fill in as Daniel started to sweep away the remaining hundreds of thousands of corpses.
Unfortunately, before he could finish, he felt a familiar call for help.
This call was in the feeling of what was once his ki, being slowly erased from within the ki flag Roley was in possession of.
Daniel immediately turned to look at the direction where the call for help had been sent. He then waved his hand and forced a door-sized portal to appear in front of him.
Through this portal, one would be able to see a change of scenery. It was the middle of a forest, and various darkened trees covered the light almost entirely.
The most shocking detail was that, in front of the first portal, a second portal had been opened. A portal which lead to a rocky path, and in front of this portal, a third portal showed a fourth scenery.
Daniel had to travel tens of thousands to kilometers to reach the shore, so, he directly opened a portal within a portal within a portal.
On the other side of this third and last portal, was the back of the army of monsters, and in the distance, an enormous grey platform could be seen flying in the air, with millions of people on it.
The platform seemed to be unstable, and was about to lose power and fall apart.
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Ten minutes earlier.
Edmund, Roley, and the rest of the spiritual cultivators had already spent five hours waiting. Their spiritual cultivation was running thin, and they had started to take turns to rest while Edmund and Roley overexerted themselves to compensate.
The leaders of the various tribes had already engaged the ten army commanders in various attempts of negotiation, but every proposition made by any of the two parts, ended up being rejected right away.
During the past five hours, various groups of warriors arrived one after the other, and joined the army of monsters. They were the tribe warriors that had decided to ally with the side of the King of Monsters' side instead of Daniel's.
Thanks to the reinforcements, the army's numbers increased drastically.
Underneath the spatial platform, an uncountable amount of sea monsters had amassed, and were eagerly waiting for the platform to disappear. They were so many, that the water hat turned from murky and hard to see through, to black.
”How much longer can he hold on?” Asked the Strongest of Warriors with a slightly worried tone.
A few drops of sweat were running down the sides of Edmunds head. From his face, people could assume that he was really trying his best to keep everyone out of the monster's range.
Roley opened his eyes, and said in response ”Two hours.. That's our limit.” He and the rest of the cultivators were doing seventy percent of the job by pushing numerous currents of air and water under the platform, and keeping it elevated.
The Strongest of Warrior walked towards his wife, his sister, and the rest of the leaders, which were now trying to find a solution to this predicament. As he approached the group of mid and late chief-level warriors, they all turned toward him.
The Chief Scholar then asked ”What did he say?”
”Two hours at best..” Responded the Strongest of warriors with a grim expression.
With Daniel disappearance, and his friends down to their last leg, the various leaders of the tribes had made a few considerations.
They wanted to get back on lad before Edmund and the rest of the spiritual cultivators lost their powers, because in that case, they would at least have a fighting chance.
Since when they had been picked up one by one from their respective territories, they had been given high quality weapons to use in the incoming battle, so now, they believed to have an advantage to the still unarmed monsters and warriors.