Within the general's office
Currently Raiden, Leon and Damien were sitting within the general's office, their supervisor Cassius listening attentively as Malcom debriefed them on their first mission..
"So, the problem this time are Baphomeths…"
"Before you ask, baphomeths are humanoid goat headed demons with clawed hands and hooves for feet, from the WRATH LANDS, though there are discrepancies, and the target of your mission this time around is one such discrepancy" Malcom said..
The boys sat straighter, this was their first mission, their first real fight in the real world, they'll be damned if the botched it…
Malcom seeing the focus on their not so little faces, smiled in satisfaction…
"The target is an uncommon bloodline wielding baphometh, a mutated variant, more powerful and more intelligent than the regular baphomeths, this one even more dangerous considering it's a Tier 4 entity…"
Hissssssss~~~~
The boys couldn't help but suck in a mouthful of air..
Tier 4? That's equivalent to an official warrior …. And they're sending them?
One should know, after burning through an ungodly amount of resources, resources that could cripple a regular county, the strongest in cultivation amongst them was Leon, who had achieved level 7 apprentice realm, that too, only because he focused on his aura and not both..
Damien was trailing behind at level 6 apprentice (aura), level 2 apprentice (mana)
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A/N : yes Damien is a dual path practitioner, I thought that was obvious??
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Raiden was even less of a topic, with his pitiful level 1 apprentice aura..
So expecting a bunch apprentice stage children to tackle a Tier 4 existence…
"I see the doubt in your eyes, but yes, that's exactly what I'm expecting you to do", Malcom leaned forward, "you're to exterminate the Tier 4 baphometh and it's underlings, close the stray portal and report back to me" he spoke with finality…
"What's in it for us" Raiden, catching his breath, spoke up…
No way was he going against some tier 4 demon for free, he was excited (bro is coocoo) yes, but he ain't doing nothing for free..
Malcom smiled, he'd expected that, if his nephew had caved at such an impossibility, he'd have been disappointed…
"Any skill of your choosing from our vaults, and mind you, we have an array of mouth watering skills, and forbidden ones too" the last part he added, looking at Raiden with a teasing smirk..
"I'm in" he accepted immediately..
"Good, and don't worry, each demon felled, will reward you with military credits, think of them as currency within the abode and anywhere under our jurisdiction,
With a tier 1 demon netting 10 credits, the gain multiply by 10x for each tier, so that should be an extra incentive" Malcom didn't bother asking the other 2, he knew psychology, it only takes one to bite, and the other wouldn't want to appear weak…
"So when are we leaving" Leon scratched his head in frustration,
"Immediately"..
"Cassius will take you to the armory, get your weapons ready and move out" Malcom dismissed them..
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Within the armory..
The atmosphere was tense, charged with unspoken threats…
Damien was currently staring down a huge great sword, a grade 4 weapon, perfectly up his alley, but he could feel it, the cold unflinching stare down his back, the unspoken dare to pick up that weapon..
He didn't need to turn, he knew just who that cold gaze belonged too..
Damn it!!!
He gritted his teeth..
I know.. goddamit I bloody know!!!!!!!
He knew, he knew he wasn't compatible with the sword..
He only ever picked it up because his master and uncle, the current emperor, The Golden Vanguard, Julius Aeldris, was a wielder of the great sword Ascalon..
He wanted to honor his master, so he picked up the sword, his master had tried to dissuade him, but his stubbornness won out..
And like a dotting master, he let his disciple be, but this, since the day he met that bully, he'd been left helpless, never even allowed to touch a sword without getting his limbs broken, body beaten to a pulp..
6 months, 6 bloody months!!!!!!!!
His fists clenched so hard his nails dug into his flesh, but he didn't budge…
He didn't want to admit defeat, he knew, should he so much as make a move for that sword, he'd be unable to participate in this mission, he knew the promise of violence behind that cold gaze, but he was truly unwilling..
He was an imperial prince goddamit, since when was a prince ever this stifled, no respect, no reverence, just pain and a reminder of his place…
I'll get him back, I swear on my name, I'll get him back for this!!!
Steeling his resolve, Damien finally turned away from the sword, his gaze settling on the pitch black gauntlets be the side, a tier 4 weapon itself, he picked them up, wore them, then stepped aside with an indifferent look on his face..
"Oho?" Leon raised a quizzical brow in amusement, his weapon, a white gold spear, tier 4 as well, already strapped up and ready…
Raiden, seeing Damien concede, had his expression thaw out, and an almost warm smile graced his features..
Contrary to what most might believe, he didn't hate Damien, especially not after seeing the young man's tenacity, spirit, and stubbornness..
He'd never say it aloud, but in different circumstances, they could've been friends, both he and Leon thought so, which was why he was even more unwilling to let the young man waste his time with a weapon that clearly has no fate with him..
And being an arrogant prick himself, he knew words were a wasted effort, so he resulted to torture, Damien might hate him for that, but it was a small price to pay for salvation…
Hehehehe~ I'm getting too soft these days…
Snapping out of his daze, he walked towards an isolated section where a pitch black massive broadsword was hung…
The blade measured a full 6ft, from the hilt to the tip of the blade taller than Raiden himself…
"Why's this sword cast aside" he asked, fingers trailing the blade..
"That's a nether black iron sword, a tier 4 sword, but the amount of nether black iron used to craft it makes it too heavy for anyone to bother wielding it, after all weapons are only good if they have something other than weight to offer" Cassius replied..
"Hmmmm~~ " Raiden trailed his fingers down the swords blade, and it gave a soft hummmmm..
"Haha, you're right, they were the ones unworthy, it was never you" he spoke, addressing the sword..
Buzzzzzzz~
"Yes yes, I understand completely, so why not come with me, I'll give you the stage you deserve" he spoke up, hand gripping the hilt..
Hummmmmm~~~
"Hahahaha, that's a good girl, alright, I'll call you EVE, Consider it my first gift for our long long time together, how do you like it" he laughed, casually naming the sword, while ignoring the strange looks he was getting..
Buzzz, buzzzzz~
The sword in turn buzzed constantly as if in joy..
"Hahahahahaha, I knew you'd like it," he laughed, "now come, MY EVE" and with that he heaved the massive blade, muscles straining as he placed it over his shoulder, and ignoring the rest walked out of the armory..
Sword buzzing in excitement, his laughter ringing out every now and then as if in a conversation only he could understand…
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{Omni-Physique Method}: an amalgamation of multiple techniques created to give the user the chance to wield the abilities of multiple physiques, eliminating the weaknesses of each individual technique and only allowing the best traits to be acquired by the user at set intervals or when specific conditions are fulfilled..
Currently Assimilated techniques:
Raging Asura Method, 9-star god grade…
Supreme Titan method, 9-star god grade….
Star devourer method, 9-star god grade…
Star conqueror method, 9-star god grade….
Son of The Elements, 9-star god grade….
Chaos breathing method, 9-star god grade…
Cosmic sun supreme method, 9-star god grade….
Darknesss supreme method, 9-star god grade..
One Above All, 9.5-star god grade…..
Technique can be upgraded by assimilating more techniques into it}
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A/N: I'm soliciting reviewe now…
We've already secured our Sunday chapters, and for every extra 10 PS or 1 review, another chapter shall be added to the count..
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Thanks for reading…..