Chapter 457: Flat Earth (2/2)

Simply put, this chain necklace was using Third Dimensional Force to protect itself and as a result was far weaker than it should have been. If it was using Fourth Dimensional Force, it would likely take at least 24th century explosives and technology to damage it to this extent.

That was right. At full strength, this chain necklace could survive several blows from the crossbows that White Knight Diore couldn't survive two strikes of.

This was the power of Quasi Bronze treasures, this was their true value.

It was just a shame that this chain necklace was damaged…

For now, that is.

This was Leonel's first test for himself. If he wanted to gain enough skill to build his Divine Armor, he would need to build up his skill just as quickly as he built up his strength within Brave City. The only way he could protect himself, his friends and Aina would be if he had the strength to do so, and this was his fastest path toward that end.

Leonel smiled lightly. 'If I have my Divine Armor, I won't need this. In that case, I'll combine both necklaces into one… This should be a good birthday present.'

Leonel took out the Treading Goddess Necklace. His mind spun with thoughts. He wanted to combine three abilities into one. First the defensive abilities of the chain necklace, the teleportation abilities of the Treading Goddess Necklace, and finally, add something on the end to give Aina a sensory boost.

After half an hour of meditation, his gaze grew cold and calculating.

He outstretched a hand and allowed Little Tolly to land in his bare palm.

**

Leonel hadn't been wrong. Earth was in shambles, facing battles on all fronts. All eight Forts and even the Capital was under siege. The only difference was that the Capital was under siege by two cities with the Moon, Camelot, and the eight Forts only being under siege by one each.

However, surprisingly, at this moment, the Emperor of Earth sat in his garden, the delicate chirping of birds around him. He continued to meditate, raising a cup of tea to his mouth without opening his eyes.

He listened intently to a report, not showing any particular reaction.

”… That's should be all, Imperial Grandfather. This is the current situation of the Camelot satellite.”

”Mm.” Emperor Fawkes nodded his head. ”You may go.”

Noah hesitated. Was that all his grandfather wanted to tell him? Where were the orders? Should he continue to try and assimilate Camelot and the Demon Empire? Or should he focus on wiping out White City?

”… Grandfather…”

”Hm? Is there something else?”

”I…”

Emperor Fawkes let out a deep sigh, his eyes opening to reveal two piercing emerald gems. It felt as though he had the whole world within his purview.

”Noah, you've grown too reliant on me.”

”…”

Noah didn't know what to say. He stared at the talisman in his hand at a complete loss.

”Did you know that your cousin is on that satellite right now?”

Noah's expression changed.

”The very same White Knights you came to report to me about, he's already killed one. He didn't have an army, he didn't have support, he only had himself.”

Noah's heart seized. How was that possible? That…

”Do not contact me again until White City is nothing but flat earth.”