Ascension of the Nephilim

The fight between the two Steele horrified those who were their enemies. And it also amazed those who wanted to be their ally.

The Spear Maidens had retreated back as the fight of the two Steele's created great shockwaves and powerful Force slashes that dug through the land around them.

But undisturbed to their fight, the other Steele families moved at the orders of the Emberdons and gathered a few slaves, and created a very complicated energy formation circle beneath.

"Lord Branze, Lord Mezal! Can you stop fighting? It's damaging the Energy Formation Circle of the Golem Sacrifice!" Demerus finally shouted as they continued to create a very complicated Energy Conversion Circle.

"What is this spell?" One of the Prince of the Lowlands asked Demerus. This Prince had a good trading relationship with the Mage Alliance and was familiar with the Emberdons.

"This spell will create a Golem with the strength that surpasses the average Champions here in the Lowlands. At least, this is what the Steele family told us."

BOOM!

Another blow landed, and the earth quacked.

"That's it!" Demerus raged and began to shoot massive magic attacks at them.

"Enough! My Lords! Enough!" Demerus shot out strange dark magic that began to corrode the Force Walls that the two were making!"

The Commanders and the other elites of the Lowlands were amazed by the Entropy power that Demerus displayed.

Branze and Mezal stopped fighting.

"Ugh. I guess we have to listen. We don't want to damage the Golem City, do we?" Mezal laughed as he moved.

Mezal was panting, but otherwise, he had a happy expression. His topless body was still affecting the women who couldn't help but gawk over him.

Branze threw a large rag over him.

"Get your clothes on, you old pervert!" Branze roared.

Diana was only laughing at the back as she moved closer. But unlike Branze, she showed no anger at the old man.

"Husband. Let father have his joys. He has carried the vows of mother and even honored it." Diana pulled her husband away from Mezal.

The captains and viscounts who had always had their eyes on Diana no longer dared to look at her. The Champions that they served warned them to the point of execution that if they had continued to pursue or seek revenge for the alleged crimes that the Steele family still had with them, then they would be stripped from their position.

The Viscount that fought alongside the Steele family became a big joke of the entire Lowlands. Tales of his foolish deeds would soon be spoken, and his very name became synonymous with foolishness.

"Oh? Commander Tresh. What an honor." Mezal smiled. The son of Tresh was one of the tools that Fate used to make Steele's life a living hell. It was the offense towards the son of Tresh that nearly led to the deaths of Branze and Aron. Mezal was forced to kill the son and tried to cover it up.

"I suppose you have... many secrets that you don't share, Mezal." Tresh glared. But unlike before, Tresh dared not to move against two Commander-level opponents.

"Is it about your son? He tried to kill Aron and Branze when they were young. So I had to kill him." Mezal smiled.

The room was suddenly silent as all the elites of every kingdom, the Champions, and even the Commanders felt a spine-chilling sensation as the anger of the Champion Ragion began to grow.

They were Barbarians who could harness more Force energy two times stronger if their rage was building. And Mezal had openly admitted to killing his son!

"So... It was you... You really did kill my son..."

"As I said, he was a wicked and corrupt man. He chased after my sons out of envy for being defeated in that competition. My son Aron was but a Knight's Shadow, and he managed to defeat your son, who was practically a Barbarian by his job class."

"I care not! Even if he has raped and slain thousands of innocents, he is still my son! My rage will not be satiated easily, Mezal!" The Ragion roared.

"A pity. And here I was thinking of compensating your loss by teaching you the secrets to my Force Wall. It's not a Knights Skill. But it can actually be shaped. You would have had a force armor stronger than Commanders wearing Commander-level gears... But if the chasm between us cannot be mended, I guess I will just keep this offer to myself." Mezal sighed.

"But when my daughter was born, she taught me forgiveness and love." The Ragion suddenly gave a gentle smile.

"My son was my most beloved treasure. But he clearly was an idiot. My daughter helped me see that there is more to life than rage and bitterness. And that I should live to reconcile and not hate! For what is life if not meant to be spent with another in fellowship and joy? I have lost a son, but if you are willing to mend the chasms and compensate my loss, then today, I shall have a brother. And I shall have more sons as your sons would be my sons! If you, my enemy, want to show me love for my hate, then let it be. Let it be that we will become sworn brothers." Commander Tresh gave a teary-eyed smile.

"I am honored to call you, brother. Brother Tresh." Mezal smiled back.

"Brother Mezal!" Tresh rushed in, and the two shared a manly hug.

At that moment, all that had Fate Challenger and had Foresight felt an immense weight being lifted out of the air. It was as if the hostilities aimed at them disappeared.

The sudden disappearance of Fate's curses stunned Kyros.

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Mezal Steele has successfully subverted Fate!

Rewards:

Crafting of Altars of Blessing for Codes and Corruption is now available in the Temple.

Mezal Steele has acquired Heretic Class Job: Con Artist.

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"Wow. Mezal really is getting good at this." Calaminus whistled.

"...He even surpassed my estimates. This is scary. How many wives is he going to have?!" Kyros cursed.

Scarlet and Martha suddenly began to call Kyros through their Dark Link, and Kyros began to talk with them.

"What happened?" Scarlet asked.

"It seems that Grandpa arranged something. For some reason, he managed to outsmart Fate. Do you feel it? It's as if Fate doesn't know what to throw at us as traps. This could be a good thing for a time. But let's get ready. I have a feeling that Fate is a sore loser. She won't take this matter lightly." Kyros warned.

In the realms beyond, Fate's mouth was wide open.

"What the fragment?! He resolved all my traps?!" She shouted in shock as she could see her powers becoming rewards.

"Impressive. This Mezal has found a way of harnessing the wisdom in my son." A woman next to her chuckled.

"Be careful, Fate. Think of it that you are now fighting against me. Mezal has awakened a Corruption that branched out of my Code." Wisdom laughed.

"Damn it! I guess I have to move on to the Midlands. Let's see you outsmart this, punk!" Fate was incensed.

Back in Golem City, Branze and Diana saw and understood the multi-layered, 4-D Chess plot of Mezal.

"It was all a plan. His fight. His taunts. He hid his intentions from us and even hid them from Kyros! That's why I could feel a strange separation from my father when I was near him. He was using True Cut to severe his thoughts. And now, he is revealing it. Fate didn't even notice that my father's plan was to impress everyone and then give out these powerful techniques!" Branze had guessed.

Sure enough, everyone was envious of Tresh. Mezal offered him something far more valuable than a son! Such power would propel the Commander to have Midland strength!

"Wait!" A Champion roared angrily. Mezal and Tresh had just made a unique handshake courtesy of Calaminus and formalized their status as sworn brothers.

"You..."

"Hmm?" Mezal glanced at the Champion.

"You killed my son too! I want to be sworn brothers as well!"

"Your son killed my brother! I want your son to be my sworn brother!" A viscount dared to shout.

"Too daring! Why would he want to be your Sworn Brother? You aren't even a Champion! Your family caused my family to decline! The Olander promised to be our partner, but they died! Teach me that Force technique, and I'll call it even." Another viscount shouted.

"How is that related to the Steele family? They are not directly responsible for it! But Commander Mezal! Remember? My son tried to kill your son, and Aron killed him! I dare not want to be your son's sworn brother, but... they can adopt me!"

"Adopt you? Who are you?" Another Viscount cursed. She was one of the Viscount archers and was as famous as the Bowhearts.

"Mezal! You better take responsibility! Two of my sons are yours!" The woman was accused.

"An ugly girl like you?! Hmp! Lord Mezal! Lord Branze defeated me in the contest, and I have been scared for life. Unless he becomes my husband and teaches me the ways of the Force-!"

"Silence! Mezal! Your family raped my aunts and sisters! And they even killed my sons!" A Champion shouted.

"We did?" Mezal was confused. He was sure there was no enmity between him and this Champion.

"Well... No. But they could have. I mean, if we tweak the circumstances of Aron's birth and imagine the fact that he met my aunt, he would have raped her."

"..."

"..."

And so, many of those who hated the Steele family suddenly began to resolve and reconcile their anger as Mezal began to make them offers and counteroffers of shocking importance.

As that happened, A champion of the Spear Maiden's whispered to Commander Aliciana.

"I didn't know Commander Tresh has a daughter!"

"He doesn't." Aliciana shook her head.