?72 hours passed in the blink of an eye.
Everyone was beyond exhausted. Their muscles felt like tearing apart and their legs jiggled wildly, threatening to cave in at any moment.
Even Michael, who could replenish his lifeforce and origin energy easily, could tell that he was at his limits. He could barely use his Soultraits at this point. It was almost like his Soultraits were muscles that had been used way too much. They were overexerted and on the verge of tearing apart.
It was time that they retreated to take a break.
He chose to use his Soultraits to the extreme one more time by applying a Soul Tear to Cosmic Stride and Enhancement before enhancing and overclocking Cosmic Stride.
The combined effects of Enhancement and Soul Tear were enough to coat his subordinates in a golden hue and exert Cosmic Stride's special function. They disappeared in a golden hue and were transported to Cosmic Stride's anchor back in the Untamed Jungle.
A large portal opened near the Summoning Gate, revealing Michael and the exhausted Untamed Awakened. Michael's entire being was void of energy and he nearly fainted the moment they returned to Arx, but he managed to force his body to stay awake.
The others weren't that lucky. The tension within the Untamed Awakened eased up once they realized that they were back in the Untamed Jungle, in Arx, to be precise. They collapsed and slumped to the ground without warning.
Michael was greeted by his attendants and some subjects, but he barely noticed them. His sight was hazy and his senses were dull. It was almost as if his body was forced into energy-saving mode. He swayed left and right as he staggered to his room and barely managed to reach his bed before he collapsed.
The world around him turned dark as the embrace of the long-awaited sleep consumed him.
He had no idea how much time had passed when he woke up. A yawn escaped his lips and he got up stretching his body a little.
"I'm not sore?"
That was a little surprising.
'How long did I sleep?' He wondered, certain that a long time must have passed because he felt perfectly fine. It was almost as if he didn't spend three days fighting and overexerting his Soultraits until he could barely move.
Michael left the room and looked for the others to find out how long he was knocked out, but he didn't find anyone. He resorted to using Spirit Eyes and pinpointing the Untamed Awakened, only to find all of them sleeping soundly. None of them was awake. Not even Tiara or Hiraku, who were usually the first to get up.
"Hey," Michael said to one of the Starless Summons as he passed by. The young man was startled and greeted his Lord respectfully. Michael dismissed the unnecessary politeness and went straight to business.
"How long has it been since the Untamed Awakened and I returned to Arx?"
He almost expected a few days to have passed, but the Starless Summons lifted one finger.
"O-one day, M-my Lord…"
Michael was not sure why the Starless Summon was afraid of answering his question, but he didn't think too much about it. Instead, he gestured for the youth to proceed and do whatever he had been doing.
'Only one day passed? Seems like Superior Constitution is a lot more versatile than expected,' Michael figured, glad that Superior Constitution accelerated his natural regeneration drastically. He fought with his life on the line for 72 hours without a proper break, but he was the first to wake up fully recuperated.
Michael felt better than ever. That was not only owed to Superior Constitution but also by his War Rune. Michael gained countless energy shares and energy influxes in the last few days. Every bit of it had to be digested to refine his War Rune properly.
"If I continue to progress like that, I should reach the Mid-
rank of Tier-3 once the Regional War ends," Michael concluded, a faint grin emerging on his lips.
His progress was fast. If he continued progressing at such a rapid pace, he might even reach Tier-4 before turning 21. That would be rather fast among the prodigies of the Tritan Alliance, even more so given that he owned so many powerful Soultraits.
'I wonder how strong I'll be once I'm a Higher Lifeform. The ascension should be a game changer, right?'
Michael smiled lightly at the thought of ascending to a Higher Lifeform. He was looking forward to it. However, before ascending, Michael would have to solve lots of issues. His brother was still waiting for him, Michael had some questions about the Nest and other things, and he was more than willing to participate in the Interdimensional Flag War once again.
This time, he would be prepared to beat the shit out of the Tekur to make more gains, whether that was about procuring Elite Class Soul Techniques or procuring countless SoulStar Fragments and Soultrait Symbols.
He was looking forward to it.
But before that, he would have to finish dealing with the Council of Xylon. The Regional War was not yet over. In fact, the Regional War was just about to turn into a real nuisance. After all, Michael inflicted some real damage to the Council of Xylon at last.
The Trilance had been forced to focus on defending because they had been at a disadvantage all along. On the other hand, the Council of Xylon had been offensive the whole time, yet they attacked way too slowly. It indicated that the Council of Xylon wasn't decisive sufficient to make any grand decisions and that the council was bad at communicating.
That suggestion was also why Michael chose to act fast. He struck the territories in the center of the Savannah Region and killed their Lords, transforming the Savannah center into unoccupied land.
Michael was not overly satisfied with his achievement, but he was not displeased either. He managed to kill 11 Lords and slaughter 1245 Awakened, after all.
Most Awakened had been reinforcement that had been deployed by the higher-ups, Clans, and government of the Lords to serve them. Unfortunately, they died long before anyone noticed that something was off.
The 72 hours of his attacks had been a mess, but the earnings were tremendous. Simultaneously, the chaos spread throughout the Savannah Region and the cracks inflicted on the foundation of the Council of Xylon couldn't be underestimated either.
The seed of fear had been instilled into the hearts of the Savannah's Lords.
All Michael had to do now was to make use of the earnings made in the last few days, grow stronger, and wait for the next opportunity to strike the council as hard as possible.
"Let's see what we can acquire from you guys," Michael mumbled, his attention lingering on the corpses stored within his War Rune's storage.
Since everybody else was still asleep, Michael walked over to the largest warehouse where he retrieved the corpses of the 11 Lords and 1245 Awakened.
His eyes glimmered brightly as the power of Extraction erupted from within him.
Countless tendrils of Extraction erupted from the surroundings. They pierced into the lifeless bodies and plundered their SoulStar Fragments, Soultrait Symbols, and Memory Orbs, forming several piles of invaluable treasures.
Michael's smile widened.
"I think I can work with that!"
?72 hours passed in the blink of an eye.
Everyone was beyond exhausted. Their muscles felt like tearing apart and their legs jiggled wildly, threatening to cave in at any moment.
Even Michael, who could replenish his lifeforce and origin energy easily, could tell that he was at his limits. He could barely use his Soultraits at this point. It was almost like his Soultraits were muscles that had been used way too much. They were overexerted and on the verge of tearing apart.
It was time that they retreated to take a break.
He chose to use his Soultraits to the extreme one more time by applying a Soul Tear to Cosmic Stride and Enhancement before enhancing and overclocking Cosmic Stride.
The combined effects of Enhancement and Soul Tear were enough to coat his subordinates in a golden hue and exert Cosmic Stride's special function. They disappeared in a golden hue and were transported to Cosmic Stride's anchor back in the Untamed Jungle.
A large portal opened near the Summoning Gate, revealing Michael and the exhausted Untamed Awakened. Michael's entire being was void of energy and he nearly fainted the moment they returned to Arx, but he managed to force his body to stay awake.
The others weren't that lucky. The tension within the Untamed Awakened eased up once they realized that they were back in the Untamed Jungle, in Arx, to be precise. They collapsed and slumped to the ground without warning.
Michael was greeted by his attendants and some subjects, but he barely noticed them. His sight was hazy and his senses were dull. It was almost as if his body was forced into energy-saving mode. He swayed left and right as he staggered to his room and barely managed to reach his bed before he collapsed.
The world around him turned dark as the embrace of the long-awaited sleep consumed him.
He had no idea how much time had passed when he woke up. A yawn escaped his lips and he got up stretching his body a little.
"I'm not sore?"
That was a little surprising.
'How long did I sleep?' He wondered, certain that a long time must have passed because he felt perfectly fine. It was almost as if he didn't spend three days fighting and overexerting his Soultraits until he could barely move.
Michael left the room and looked for the others to find out how long he was knocked out, but he didn't find anyone. He resorted to using Spirit Eyes and pinpointing the Untamed Awakened, only to find all of them sleeping soundly. None of them was awake. Not even Tiara or Hiraku, who were usually the first to get up.
"Hey," Michael said to one of the Starless Summons as he passed by. The young man was startled and greeted his Lord respectfully. Michael dismissed the unnecessary politeness and went straight to business.
"How long has it been since the Untamed Awakened and I returned to Arx?"
He almost expected a few days to have passed, but the Starless Summons lifted one finger.
"O-one day, M-my Lord…"
Michael was not sure why the Starless Summon was afraid of answering his question, but he didn't think too much about it. Instead, he gestured for the youth to proceed and do whatever he had been doing.
'Only one day passed? Seems like Superior Constitution is a lot more versatile than expected,' Michael figured, glad that Superior Constitution accelerated his natural regeneration drastically. He fought with his life on the line for 72 hours without a proper break, but he was the first to wake up fully recuperated.
Michael felt better than ever. That was not only owed to Superior Constitution but also by his War Rune. Michael gained countless energy shares and energy influxes in the last few days. Every bit of it had to be digested to refine his War Rune properly.
"If I continue to progress like that, I should reach the Mid-
rank of Tier-3 once the Regional War ends," Michael concluded, a faint grin emerging on his lips.
His progress was fast. If he continued progressing at such a rapid pace, he might even reach Tier-4 before turning 21. That would be rather fast among the prodigies of the Tritan Alliance, even more so given that he owned so many powerful Soultraits.
'I wonder how strong I'll be once I'm a Higher Lifeform. The ascension should be a game changer, right?'
Michael smiled lightly at the thought of ascending to a Higher Lifeform. He was looking forward to it. However, before ascending, Michael would have to solve lots of issues. His brother was still waiting for him, Michael had some questions about the Nest and other things, and he was more than willing to participate in the Interdimensional Flag War once again.
This time, he would be prepared to beat the shit out of the Tekur to make more gains, whether that was about procuring Elite Class Soul Techniques or procuring countless SoulStar Fragments and Soultrait Symbols.
He was looking forward to it.
But before that, he would have to finish dealing with the Council of Xylon. The Regional War was not yet over. In fact, the Regional War was just about to turn into a real nuisance. After all, Michael inflicted some real damage to the Council of Xylon at last.
The Trilance had been forced to focus on defending because they had been at a disadvantage all along. On the other hand, the Council of Xylon had been offensive the whole time, yet they attacked way too slowly. It indicated that the Council of Xylon wasn't decisive sufficient to make any grand decisions and that the council was bad at communicating.
That suggestion was also why Michael chose to act fast. He struck the territories in the center of the Savannah Region and killed their Lords, transforming the Savannah center into unoccupied land.
Michael was not overly satisfied with his achievement, but he was not displeased either. He managed to kill 11 Lords and slaughter 1245 Awakened, after all.
Most Awakened had been reinforcement that had been deployed by the higher-ups, Clans, and government of the Lords to serve them. Unfortunately, they died long before anyone noticed that something was off.
The 72 hours of his attacks had been a mess, but the earnings were tremendous. Simultaneously, the chaos spread throughout the Savannah Region and the cracks inflicted on the foundation of the Council of Xylon couldn't be underestimated either.
The seed of fear had been instilled into the hearts of the Savannah's Lords.
All Michael had to do now was to make use of the earnings made in the last few days, grow stronger, and wait for the next opportunity to strike the council as hard as possible.
"Let's see what we can acquire from you guys," Michael mumbled, his attention lingering on the corpses stored within his War Rune's storage.
Since everybody else was still asleep, Michael walked over to the largest warehouse where he retrieved the corpses of the 11 Lords and 1245 Awakened.
His eyes glimmered brightly as the power of Extraction erupted from within him.
Countless tendrils of Extraction erupted from the surroundings. They pierced into the lifeless bodies and plundered their SoulStar Fragments, Soultrait Symbols, and Memory Orbs, forming several piles of invaluable treasures.
Michael's smile widened.
"I think I can work with that!"
