Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God-Novel



"Intelligence confirmed. The Pakals have conquered the Universe Spirit of Blood Universe as reported. They have sent delegation to the Ragnors in order to pressure them with this truth. With this victory, the two Clans are on a more equal playing field and will likely attempt to split control of Celestial Quadrant between the two of them. Neither seem to have any idea about the quickly approaching descent of the Ancient Battlefield." 

Blood Universe. Though Dyon had named it King Universe, due to the nature of the constant wars fought within it, both the Ragnors and Pakals named this territory Blood Universe in memory of the countless lives shed on its battlefield. 

Connery nodded to himself as read this letter. Crumpling it in his one hand, a surge of energy rippled through it, destroying it in form and substance. 

'It seems that maybe I was too sensitive… It felt as though another hand other than our own Sapientia Clan was silently manipulating Celestial Quadrant…' 

Connery frowned. He had an itchy feeling in his heart ever since the death of that Raven Clan scion. Though he too wanted a war to breakout, it didn't pan out exactly as he would have hoped. With so much time still left to the battlefield's descent, there were too many chances for them to settle down beforehand. 

'The oracles still say that the future of the Mortal Plane will be decided in this weak quadrant… It can't be delayed any longer. Once the war reaches its climax, I will send the order to move out. By then, this whole ordeal will finally be over and I can return home.' 

Connery closed his eyes, the thought of home filling his mind. It wasn't long before the form of a woman appeared in his mind. She wasn't extraordinarily beautiful, but she had a gentle air to her that made one want to draw closer. 

A single tear fell from Connery's cheeks. 

In those silent moments, he was completely oblivious to the fact that in the corner of this very office, at this very instant, a nervous woman stood with her hands clenched to her chest, praying that the concealment array she stood behind didn't falter. 

This woman was none other than Madeleine's former master, Evelyn Sapientia. The role she played in the coming events were immeasurable. 

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The North of Celestial Quadrant suddenly gained movement no one would ever expect. The archenemies, the Pakals and Ragnors, suddenly began to move all of their elites toward one location. If the Uidah and the Five Beast Clans hadn't been mostly under Dyon's control, they wouldn't have stood a chance once such a thing occurred. Not only would they have no idea such a double-headed attack was coming, they wouldn't be equipped to fight it off either. 

What these lofty Clans didn't know as they practically guaranteed themselves victory should these talks go according to plan was that their movements would have never occurred had it not been for the actions of one small mere Saint.  I think you should take a look at

All these years, the Ragnors and the Pakals had been on Connery's puppet strings, maintaining a delicate balance within Blood Universe. In fact, in order to ensure that this balance was maintained to perfection, Connery's actions crushed a slowly rising third part before they could mature by inciting the Uidah into destroying the Guatama Clan. 

To this day, the Uidah upper echelon believed themselves to be great, when in reality, they were nothing but fools. Because they killed their greatest ally, their battle power halved. The only reason they had yet to leap over the final hurdle to become an Emperor God Clan was precisely because of this! 

Yet, Connery had made a mistake. Despite being aware of Dyon's existence, he didn't believe it mattered.. He assumed that Dyon would take too long to mature, and by then, the situation of Celestial Quadrant would be irreversible. 

The truth was that Connery was far more powerful than what he had displayed, but he had to hide this for obvious reason. Then, the appearance of Madeleine's biological parents threw any thoughts he had of killing Dyon before he could grow by the wayside. In the end, he comforted himself, believing that the result would be the same regardless… But… 

How could he have known that the information he just read, information he thought he received from a Sapientia Branch Clan in Pakal territory, was actually intercepted and altered by Evelyn Sapientia? A woman he thought hated Dyon with every fiber of her being? How could he know that the sigh of relief he just breathed was empty? 

**

Maybe it was just a simple coincidence, but two adjacent quadrants were suddenly embroiled in war. On one side, there was the Celestial Quadrant, and on the other, the Kitsune-Shruti Quadrant. 

Not allowing the secluded Kitsune to continue to store up their momentum, the Shruti launched a decisive attack, pressing forward with the advantage of surprise. Though their ally in the Atlas Clan couldn't act directly, not wanting to break the unspoken rules of the tower quadrants, they acted in the background, providing everything from weapons to pills in silent support. 

The Shruti Clan was a war machine. In fact, it was a testament to the kitsune's status as Supreme Beasts that they had survived for so long. 

One had to remember that Saru was sent to Dyon's home universe as a trial given to her by Shruti tradition. Those of noble blood within the Shruti Clan were tasked with conquering a territory of their own. The size of this territory then dictated their status for the rest of their lives. If one wanted greater status? They would have to conquer more territories!  New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novelenglish.net . Firᴇ(.)nᴇt

This was the kind of Clan the Shruti were. With beast blood running through their veins, but the genes of humans backing their talent as well, they were a unique combination rarely seen in the martial world. To now, only the Mino Clan could also match this description. 

As for the Dukes and Duchesses so feared so more in Ragnor Legends? They were none other than the Generals of the Shruti Army! The Ragnors would never imagine that the Dukes and Duchesses they feared so much were geniuses from the mere 30th ranked quadrant.