《God's Eyes 》Chapter 225: Imminent threat
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Suddenly taken away by Till, without any time to really think about what was going on, Jason could only look around, as they entered the area within the gigantic fortress around the four-star rift, which allowed him to see it from above.
The fortress's size was more monstrous than he initially expected and surrounded the whole district that has been destroyed during the Goblin tide, which was weird.
'Is that really necessary?' Jason wondered as Till landed in front of a large, mansion-sized, automatic constructing tent.
Till entered it and Jason followed behind, without asking anything or wasting more time, while he was still astonished by what he saw from the inside.
Apparently, Old Drake and the higher authorities within Cryo-City were pressed, which he conducted from their mana core rank.
'Not bad!' Jason almost exclaimed as he saw their mana core size, indicating at least one beast at the Guardian rank or multiple magical ranked beasts.
In the center of the tent was a large table, which was surrounded by more than a dozen old men and women, discussing loudly with each other.
'Is Lux's threat really that big?' He wondered again, as he estimated that Lux's combat prowess was at most at the Magus rank after the soul world amplification.
In that case, he shouldn't be a problem to them and while they approached the small group of old men and women, Old Drake saw Jason, which caused him to jump up.
"Jason, you're awake! I'm sorry to bother you immediately after you woke up, but can you please help us out once again? Some workers at the elemental crystal cave told me that a golden-eyed youth was present, when the explosion happened, which released a death aura.
I don't know anyone else except you, who has golden eyes and looks like the worker described… Can you help us out, please? We need to know what happened and where this death-aura came from."
Hearing what Old Drake said, Jason wondered who could have seen him, as he remembered the worker who dragged him out of the bush when he was deep in thoughts, which caused his expression to ease up.
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"So the only reason for me to be dragged here is to answer this question, or is there more?" He asked hesitantly, not minding that he wasn't polite right now.
"Well...if you know more, it would be helpful if you share your knowledge with us…" Old Drake said, knowing that Jason's mana eyes might be exposed with that.
Pondering for a moment, what Jason said enraged the old men and women at the Grandmagus rank around the table.
"If you want to hear everything, only Mr.Greil and Mr.Drake are allowed to be present!" Trying to put in as much confidence as possible in his voice, he could already hear thunderous, enraged voices revering through the large tent, and he twitched involuntarily.
He was suddenly enveloped by more than ten Grandmagus' mana fluctuations, scanning through him, before they used their radiating mana to suppress him to show their dominance.
'Why are all oldies the same?' Jason asked himself, while his body was pressed to the ground, when Till suddenly released his Lord rank mana core mana fluctuations, in order to sever the pressure on him.
Old Drake who was known as a calm man, sounded annoyed, as he said "Out, all of you!! What is wrong with all of you to release your tension on a 14 years old youth!! Are you guys bored or simply insane?"
Looking between Till, who was the youngest out of the older generation, yet the strongest, and Old Drake, they could only suppress their frustration and back off.
Glaring at Jason, they left the tent, before he revealed a confused expression as he mumbled.
"Did I kill their descendants or why are they so angry?"
Till heard this and smiled at him lightly before he said.
"It's not like that, but everyone feels powerless with the current situation and their frustration is killing them. There are too many accidences in the last few months, from the beast tide in Jiro-City, to the appearance of the Goblin King and now the appearance of the four-star rift, which is more like a curse than a blessing which we initially expected.
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To put it simply, the news we already gathered from the government workers and Hunters that entered the four-star rift, we can only assume that either one race or multiple foreign races at once lured or even manipulated promising humans in order to take them to their side with special techniques or a large amount of wealth and cultivation resources."
Jason tried to digest what TIll said and it was certainly true that too many accidents happened in the last few months, at least compared to the years before, before TIll continued
"Now that only we three are left, can you explain everything?"
Nodding his head, Jason began to explain everything about Lux, with his sole exception, that he saw his soulbond's color that indicated its potential changing when it absorbed the mysterious liquid drop.
From him being shot, to what he noticed about Lux within the elemental crystal cave, nothing was let out, and when he began to talk about the undead blood-soul sphere with its unique, yet eerie ability, Old Drake gasped, while Till's eyes turned cold, as he spits out the words
"Shadow walker!", which caused Jason to look at him confused.
In the end, he decided to finish his story, before Old Drake or Till would ask anything which he would explain later, and their expression turned grave.
After he finished, the whole tent was eerie silent for a few minutes, before Old Drake gathered his senses once again.
Sighing, he explained to Jason.
"I think we have a bigger problem than we initially expected...Jason..you have probably heard from some foreign races and to put it simply this undead blood-soul sphere you called it, is a special resurrection crystal.
However, even worse is that it can even absorb souls and improve the potential of undead beings it resurrected….
From what I know, such crystals are extremely rare and under normal circumstances, not something the Shadow walker would give a human to lure him to their side. The only exception I can imagine is, that Lux's soul world is better than we knew of, while he most likely signed a harsh advanced soul contract with them…
In the end, this means that they can't let Lux die or be captured, because of his possession over the resurrection crystal and talent…"
Old Drake suddenly turned completely silent, before Jason could barely hear him mumbling…"They will come and save him"
Gulping, Jason suddenly perceived an outburst of mana from Till, as he felt his entire being enveloped by a terrifying killing intent.
Staring in Till's eyes, they were filled with wrath, guilt, and sadness.
Fortunately, the killing intent and mana weren't directed at him and didn't put any pressure on him, even if his mind was filled with the desire to kill.
It took Till some time before he calmed down slightly, to regain control over his senses and emotions.
Taking a few deep breaths, he said.
"We know now, that Lux should be backed by the Shadow walker race, but what about other hunters who massacred humans by suddenly gaining a huge increase in their combat prowess...Is there more than one race threatening us once again?"
Hearing this, Jason was also confused… humans were already at the bottom of the food chain compared to the other races who could annihilate them with ease...
"Why don't they just eradicate us and play weird games? Are they doing so to have fun or is there a grander plan behind it?"
Not knowing what to do, Jason just asked out loud, what he thought, and Old Drake and Till looked at him weirdly.
"Didn't Shane explain their reason to do this, already?" Old Drake asked, baffled before two familiar voices resounded behind Jason.
"Old Drake, don't manipulate my disciple"
"Don't talk bad about Shane, I'm also here!"
Turning around, Jason saw a spatial tear behind him, with Shane and Dalia emerging out of it before they glared at Jason as if he did something wrong.
He was happy to see them, but it seemed as if the opposite was not the case which soured his mood further.
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