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A magitech society was certainly a marvel for the eyes. Darius casually walked through the streets, passively dealing with any civilians who dared to attack him by using his Chain Lighting that turned them into ash as it continued to snake endlessly. ????????????e????????. ????o????
Its current chain was 28 people, so that exact number were quelled before new ones came in. Pondering, Darius smiled and used Channeling to put his entire 276,750 points of MP into the spell, creating a veritable nuke.
He fired it out and watched a beam of electricity as thick as an industrial pipe launch out and strike every person in range, snaking through so fast it left afterimages. Darius could now walk unhindered for the next few blocks, as everyone had been turned to ash, leaving dust on the roads.
He entered what he assumed to be a library and saw a slew of books on various shelves, along with a terminal where students could plug their version of the Gravitas bracelet or whatever contraption they used here to download information.
As Miranda was busy doing her own thing, Darius decided not to disturb her. Rather, he casually sat down in a chair and took out some books from the shelves using his telekinesis, bringing them to hover before his face.
Without even touching them, they flipped in front of Darius, his eyes able to record the information within due to his absurd speed at 1,000 points.
It looked like Darius was removing books, flipping through them casually from beginning to end, replacing them, and taking the next one out to do the same, only that he was doing this 5x faster than you would imagine.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith such speed, he cleared this entire library within five minutes, and finally began to ponder.
"This is very interesting." He murmured.
Gravitas had not always been the bastion of technology it appeared as these days. According to its own history, Gravitas had started out as a continent that was meant for barbarians and pirates, a roughshod place that was unruly.
It wasn't until the Great Hero was born that things began to change. He brought strange political ideals and technological contraptions to the continent, ushering them from their ignorance to an age of prosperity.
Of course, their Great Hero took more than a lifetime to achieve this, and more importantly, he used many miraculous means which no one understood or could explain. There was a lot more to it, but Darius was already certain of the important factors.
Obviously, this so-called Great Hero must have been the reincarnator who had spawned on Gravitas. He must have been one of the first, as Gravitas had been known for its tech for as long as written history goes.
This certainly explained much of everything. The reincarnator in question must have been from modern earth, and had a system like him. Whether it was through system rewards or a shop, he eventually purchased things that had allowed him to develop this continent greatly.
As for where he was, Darius did not know. He was assuming that the person passed away in peace, but he was doubtful since reincarnators always had a way to survive against time.
Rather, the likeliest scenario was that Vena had collected them all once they reached the height of their power to add to her army of such fellows. Darius had already accepted that his fate was to be collected in just such a manner.
The fellow respected Vena for giving him a second chance, and he was thrilled at having his loved ones brought along with him, as he had already led a full life to the end.
Rather than live endlessly on Faust, doing the same thing every day until he got fatigued and began hibernating endlessly, he preferred signing under Vena's banner and experiencing what the pinnacle of the universe and creation had to offer.
With that, Darius exited the library and found that hundreds of airships hovered above him, their cannons and various weaponry aimed at him. On those airships were thousands of soldiers, as well as mechanical warriors and even true Mechs.
Unlike before, they didn't fire at him, rather remaining where they were as a huge airship that seemed to be the leader of the fleet moved to hover above him imposingly.
Once squarely above him, a platform was released that carried five people down. These five people were a mixture of men and women wearing exosuits, but theirs were most distinct and flashy compared to the others.
They looked more like a group of fancy space ninjas being led by a space MILF.
The one in the lead spoke coldly. "Intruder upon our lands, what is your purpose?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"My purpose? I had simply planned to pay you a visit using my Entry Token. However, upon arrival, I was attacked." Darius explained calmly.
The five seemed astounded by this, not expecting a complaint, seemingly rather expecting a snarky reply or some threat.
One of them checked a certain device and then nodded to the leader among them. Darius read their minds and found that this item was a Lie Detector that worked using brainwaves, something that interested him slightly.
"And how did you get that Entry Token? We have stopped issuing them for many years now." The leader asked seriously.
"I bought it from a black market associate and was able to identify it for what it truly was." Darius answered truthfully.
He wanted to see where this would go, which was why he was humoring them this much. The one holding the Lie Detector nodded once more to their leader, who seemed speechless.
It was no surprise, though, she may not have been there personally, but she knew the kind of devastation Darius had wrought in mere moments after coming out of the visitor center.
Right now, more than 200,000 people were dead by his hands alone, killed directly. Who knew how many more had died indirectly through the events of today.
For all of this to stem simply due to a misunderstanding…
This was by far the worse way the situation could have developed, because the blame became hard to pin and the morality of the situation became murky.