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Chapter 135: First Mission (3)
“This crazy bastard…”
Karlstein could only curse. He had invested so much in the Xianxia world, yet now someone was trying to destroy the spatial passage. Worse still, this would undoubtedly affect the three subordinates he had carefully nurtured, not to mention the Lower Realm itself.
If the enemy were in front of him, he would have seized them by the collar without hesitation.
Talk about throwing a wrench in the works!
Boom-
But regardless of Karlstein’s feelings, the situation rapidly unfolded. Black lightning struck from the vortex’s center as something began to cross over. A chilling sensation seeped out, draining warmth from the entire passage—it was as if the gates of the abyss had cracked open.
[Brat… Quickly use G-Genesis! Before that thing crosses over!]
Even the Puppet Demonic Warlord, who had been so adamant about not using Genesis, now yelled for him to use it.
Karlstein looked around, seeing Virdel, Perpe, and Yongyong shivering, frost settling on their heads. There was no more time to waste.
“Don’t you go regretting this, old man.”[Ugh! Pl-please! Be gentle!]
“Is that even possible?”
[No! My Genesis! The fruit of tens of thousands of years!!]
“Yeah no, it’s mine.”
[Gyaaaaaah!]
The old man was on the verge of foaming at the mouth.
Swish-
Karlstein took out the golden tower model he had carefully stored in his bag of holding. It mirrored the tower where the Puppet Demonic Warlord had been sealed, now shrunk to the size of a forearm, gleaming in Karlstein’s hand.
Vooom-
[Gently, I beg you!]
He ignored the Puppet Demonic Warlord’s desperate scream.
Thump-
Feeling his heart pounding, Karlstein began to form an image.
An image of none other than himself—Karlstein Babylon, Emperor of the Galactic Empire.
***Genesis. The Puppet Demonic Warlord’s masterpiece, modeled after Hunshi.
Hunshi was one who blurred the boundary between reality and unreality. An entity that appeared in the Upper Realm without warning, destroying the greatest cultivation sect, the Three Purities Dao Sect, in just three days and slaughtering countless powerful beings. ℞𝖆𐌽𝖔𝔟Ε𝒮
One of the strange mysteries surrounding Hunshi was that no one knew its exact appearance. To some, it appeared as a three-headed, six-armed being. Others remembered it as an old man with white hair, while some recorded it as a woman dressed in seven-colored silk.
No two people saw the same form. Each perceived Hunshi differently.
Another record stated that Hunshi could transform into any being in existence, make everything real, and conversely, turn all of reality into an illusion like a fleeting dream.
Nothing in the Upper Realm could stop Hunshi, and the Puppet Demonic Warlord, fascinated by such power, spent the rest of his life creating Genesis in an attempt to imitate it.
[My, my Genesis…!]
The Puppet Demonic Warlord’s wail echoed.
Whooosh-
A man in golden armor, exuding an untouchable aura, stood against the vortex’s raging currents.
Rumble-
The spatial passage shook unstably, rattled by the mere energy waves of these two titans.
[End it q-quickly! Please!]
Genesis, a treasure capable of turning imagination into reality, allowed Karlstein to manifest his real body lying peacefully in the Galactic Empire.
CRACK-
Golden full-body armor and a crimson cape materialized. Red flames cascaded down the visor of his golden helmet. His mere presence radiated an overwhelming aura that could freeze time eternally and split space asunder.
CRUNCH-
His breathing alone made all things bow their heads and space itself ripple in submission.
The Puppet Demonic Warlord simply gaped in astonishment, momentarily forgetting everything else.
Ah…! Such an impossible being…!
He could not bring himself to believe what he was witnessing.
Genesis had its limitations, being merely a treasure imitating Hunshi.
First, it was impossible to manifest something without knowing it in exact detail. Second, there was a limit to what Genesis could manifest depending on the target.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
In truth, the second limitation was something only recently discovered. Genesis was an object forged using vast assortments of rare materials. The Warlord never imagined Karlstein would manifest a being even his treasure could not contain.
What in heavens…
The Puppet Demonic Warlord could not begin to fathom what Karlstein had brought into reality. Moreover, unlike Hunshi, Genesis could not create purely imaginary beings. Its materialization through Genesis meant it was no mere figment of imagination, but a real person Karlstein knew—down to the finest detail.
Who exactly was Gahwi? The Puppet Demonic Warlord’s mind teetered on the brink of explosion from unanswered questions.
But his thoughts were abruptly cut short.
CRACK- CRICK-
[AIEEEEEEE! WHAT THE HELL!]
The Warlord heard something rupture within the golden tower-shaped treasure. Karlstein’s manifestation alone had strained Genesis to its limits.
Even if the Puppet Demonic Warlord had foreseen this outcome, it did nothing to lessen his anguish—his wails were unending.
[Aaagh! My dear Genesis…]
His voice echoed with the desperation of someone calling for a lost child.
CRACK- CRICK-
Regardless, Karlstein relished his freedom from the constraining Avatar. He clenched his fist with satisfaction. The ground floating in the spatial passage split apart, unable to withstand his aura.
CRACK-
The Puppet Demonic Warlord gasped. The brief manifestation from the previous incident had been shocking enough, but seeing it again left him even more astonished.
He groaned and whimpered, knowing the impossibility of Genesis surviving unscathed.
And here I had hoped that boy Gahwi would not use Genesis until he increased his realm and further refined it!
Given the situation, there was no choice but to use the treasure.
So…
[PLEASE!!! GENTLY I SAY!!!]
He simply hoped for the best.
Meanwhile, the powerhouses hailing from the Xianxia Upper Realm and SF Universe sized each other up.
“Hmm….”
Upon manifesting his true self, Karlstein caught a blurry figure beyond the vortex. The other party seemed quite surprised. The same held true for Karlstein, of course.
The enemy was more formidable than he expected. Now back in his true form, he could tell clearly this would not be easy, which was why Karlstein considered adding Ether Armaments to seal his victory. However…
“Ahh… I guess that’s too much…”
Pzzt- Vooom-
Genesis was already at its limit; it could withstand no more. He would have to make do with what he had.
Karlstein took out the Blood-Draining Needle he had acquired from that other True Immortal. A crude and blunt blood-colored needle. Everything else aside, its form could be easily modified.
Vooom-
A thick smell of blood wafted from the Blood-Draining Needle as it began to elongate.
Rumble-
“Hasty, are we?”
Karlstein held the Blood-Draining Needle and looked at the vortex. A giant black lotus flower was revealing itself from the center, crossing space.
“Since a long fight seems out of the question…”
Karlstein gripped the Needle and took his stance, aiming to settle the matter swiftly.
The ground where he stood cracked as a red flash shot into the sky—he hurled the needle with all his might, piercing the heavens.
CRACK-
BOOOM-
A massive explosion rocked the spatial passage, tilting it off balance. The force of the blast tore through part of the passage, leaving destruction in its wake, while a blinding flash engulfed everything in sight.
Everyone except Karlstein screamed.
-Ugh!
-Ahhhhhng!
-Gaargh!
[No! My Genesis!!]
One of them screamed for a slightly different reason, but moving on…
CRASH-
The Blood-Draining Needle struck the ever-expanding vortex with precision.
PZZZZT- KABOOM-
It seemed to pierce through overlapping dimensions, anchoring itself deep in the vortex’s core. But even the spatial passage could no longer endure the clash of powers rivaling those of Outer Gods.
BOOM- CRACK-
The fabric of space itself shattered like glass.
***[Have you returned?]
“…”
As soon as he came to, Karlstein gazed down at his own body in wonder.
“Hmm. Nothing changed from before I connected.”
[That’s because you were simply lying there.]
“…”
Aside from a slight sense of discomfort, Karlstain had felt as if he really had returned to his real body earlier. Yet, according to Aria, that was not the case.
“But I could swear it was my body.”
[Did something happen?]
As the matter concerned a Single Number, Karlstein judged Aria needed to know.
“I think I found traces of Proxitan. That Hunshi from the Xianxia world is definitely Proxitan. I’m sure of it now.”
Proxitan’s absurd ability to reverse reality and illusion was unmistakable. It had to be No.4 Proxitan.
Karlstein nodded happily, casually murmuring to himself.
“Mmm. Fortunately, Genesis didn’t break completely. I’ll have to research it later.”
[…?]
His remark would have broken the heart of a certain old man.
In any case, he recalled that fragments left from Hunshi had been used as part of Genesis’s creation.
It really is an amazing piece of treasure.
The last time Karlstein used Genesis, the puppet geezer had been too insistent to allow him a proper assessment. But after using it to the fullest, he was certain: the object’s abilities—meant to mimic Hunshi—closely resembled that of Proxitan, and it was powerful enough to temporarily summon his true self even through an Avatar.
“Ugh… I wonder if Virdel and the others are okay.”
Karlstein had taken precautions before the final explosion, so he was not too worried about them.
“Anyway. I guess the result is half and half?”
While he had successfully destroyed the passage connecting the Upper Realm to the Lower Realm, the shortcut leading from the Lower Realm to the Upper Realm had collapsed as well.
Karlstein silently pursed his lips in regret.
***Far away in the Upper Realm, a certain shocked figure convened an emergency meeting.
Meanwhile, the forces of 《Chaos》 stirred to life.
-We have waited long, and now the time has come. Plunder, destroy, usurp.
A near-infinite legion of Kaiju began to assemble, marching toward an unknown destination.
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