Chapter 1292: Slaughtering The Celestial Spirit Court Reinforcements(3), Celestial Spirit Court Base |
1292 Slaughtering The Celestial Spirit Court Reinforcements(3), Celestial Spirit Court Base
Even after becoming a Baron-ranked Spirit Beast, he had been cautious, choosing to remain in his true Spirit Beast form and keeping to himself in a secluded corner of the White Winged Gryphons' territorial home. He only had himself to blame for the difficulties he would now face.
Though this was her first time attempting something like this, since she had never been pushed into a situation that required such means, she had sufficient knowledge on the matter. Much of it had come from various Spirit Beasts she had encountered, who were more familiar with the ways of the beings from the Material Realm.
Beings from the Material Realm, even the divines, were unable to impregnate Spirit Beasts. While divine beings also possessed immortality, it was well known that many of them perished in conflicts against each other or, due to various other factors, were unable to fully live out their eternal lifespans.
Spirit Beasts, on the other hand, only needed to secure a safe hiding spot and remain there for several millennia, naturally growing stronger over time.
So, as long as Orion and his group didn't plan to stay in the Spirit Realm for long, then in a few tens of a thousand years, she wouldn't have to worry about him anymore.
The only problem was if he was one of those divine beings who would always come back, no matter how many times he died. If such a situation arose, and given the opportunity, she would flee deep into the Spirit Realm, where he would be unable to find her. It was the perfect plan!
Meanwhile, J'garin couldn't help but feel defeated. He didn't blame himself for being too cautious about the group, but if he had known that his hesitation would cost him such an opportunity, he would have done his best to interact with them from the start.
'It's too late. I'll just have to figure out my next move,' J'garin thought to himself.
The three hundred thousand Knight-ranked Spirit Beasts that had once littered the battlefield had all been consumed. The Celestial Spirit Court reinforcements were eliminated.
No—it would be more accurate to describe it as a slaughter.
After the slaughter was over, the woman dressed in an azure flower-patterned, thigh-high slit dress flicked her hand forward. Immediately, all eighty-two boxes came together, stacking up in two neat piles. She cast a brief glance at them before vanishing into thin air along with the boxes.
"I will continue to keep watch over the surroundings and alert you if I sense anything amiss. Now, get going," the familiar voice resonated from the space around them once more.
This time, J'garin and Zymera didn't hesitate. They nodded in understanding and expressed their gratitude.
"Thank you for your help. Without you, this battle would have ended in our defeat," J'garin said.
"If there's anything you need in the future, please let me know. I will do my best to aid you as long as it's within my power," Zymera added.
J'garin's lips twitched at how swiftly Zymera was making her move.
In response, they only received an amused chuckle, one that sounded even more mischievous than before, before the voice faded into nothingness.
Instantly, the black sphere that had cut them off from the outside world fizzled out of existence.
Wasting no time, J'garin and Zymera soared toward the forces of the six regions, already formulating the speech they would use to address them.
…...
Far away from the six regions,
A man with long platinum hair, his eyes glowing as though they were forged from fire, dressed in a white robe, stood surrounded by mirror-like screens that showcased myriads of scenes across the Spirit Realm. The images shifted rapidly from one scene to another as he moved through them, his actions forming mirages that made it difficult to pinpoint his exact position.
Suddenly, the man stopped. He furrowed his brows and waved his hand in front of one of the mirror-like screens. Instantly, the scene shifted, revealing three hundred thousand Knight-ranked Spirit Beasts marching forward with five Aristocrat-ranked Spirit Beasts and a Baron-ranked Spirit Beast following behind them.
If Orion and the others were present, they would recognize that these were the Celestial Spirit Court Reinforcements that had been slaughtered earlier. The scene shifted again, this time showing the Baron-ranked Spirit Beast fighting a four-winged ice panther while the other five battled against a Hydra. The scene shifted once more, this time displaying a strange occurrence: all six Spirit Beasts froze in the air and were killed by their opponents. The man was sure of this because he could no longer sense the life brands implanted in them as members of the Celestial Spirit Court to ensure their loyalty.
The scene then fast-forwarded to show a black sphere enveloping the entire reinforcements, blocking even his perception from seeing what was happening within. The scene then froze. The man frowned as he observed. He waved his hand to the side, rewinding the scene and watching it again.
Unfortunately, he was unable to observe those who weren't part of the Celestial Spirit Court's forces, and the area where he could observe without such limitations was limited. So, he couldn't see what happened after that. After watching the scene eight times, he reached into his robe and pulled out a green stone adorned with various magical runes and inscriptions.
The stone trembled slightly, and a voice emerged from it.
"What is it?" The tone was filled with curiosity.
"The reinforcements sent to suppress the six regions have failed," the man responded, his voice grim.
There was silence on the other end. "What is their current condition?" the voice asked again.
"They're all dead," the man answered. "They were killed by a Baron-ranked Spirit Beast and an Aristocrat-ranked Spirit Beast. The way they died is bizarre. I suspect they have a treasure capable of locking space within an area. We must approach them with caution."
"Okay. They're not a main part of our forces, so it's no surprise they couldn't complete the job and were defeated," the voice responded, its tone nonchalant. "I'll send a 10,000-year-old Baron-ranked Spirit Beasts with unique space abilities."
"That should be enough to dominate even a medium-sized region, so it should be sufficient for dealing with small regions like theirs. If they think they can topple the Celestial Spirit Court's foundation with their insignificant numbers, we will crush them and set an example for others who also wish to rebel."
The man sighed softly. "You're right. It's enough to handle such an insignificant force. But even if the forces that were killed aren't core to the Celestial Spirit Court, they were still individuals who pledged their loyalty to the Court and chose to serve it. This loss will still impact us indirectly. What we need is certain victory, just in case they have any other secrets that could turn the tide of the war," he said, focusing on the mirror-like screens replaying the battle against the six regions before him.
"What are you suggesting?" the voice asked, its tone serious.
"I suggest we send a Viscount-ranked Spirit Beast, aged between 12,000 and 13,000 years," the man replied, his tone equally serious.
There was silence on the other end for several minutes before the voice spoke again. "A Viscount-ranked Spirit Beast possesses a far deeper understanding of the lesser Spirit Laws than a Baron-ranked Spirit Beast and can utilize them at will. Each of them is a foundation that our Celestial Spirit Court base cannot afford to lose."
"Sending one of them would be like sending an Aristocrat-ranked Spirit Beast to handle an infant. Any of them would be displeased with such a mission and might even choose to move to another base if they feel insulted. Are you sure this is a good idea?" The voice paused, waiting for a response.
The man hesitated before nodding. "Yes, I'm certain. It's better to play it safe than regret it later."
"Alright. You are our Celestial Spirit Court Base's eyes and ears, so I trust your judgment. I will deliver this message to the Supreme Base Leader and hear what she says," the voice responded.
"Okay. I'll continue my watch," the man replied. He disconnected the communication and placed the stone back into his robe.
"I don't need to worry about them. They're as good as dead. I hope they can obtain the treasure they used to lock the space during their battle. But it will most likely fall into the hands of those individuals, so it's best to forget about this matter." He gazed at the screen for a moment before waving his hand, shifting to another scene of a large multitude of Spirit Beasts at war with several beings bearing bizarre halos behind them.
If it were before, he would have dealt with the matter nonchalantly, but they were currently at a time where every single detail had to be double-checked and handled with the utmost care, so he couldn't afford to be negligent.
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