Chapter 2712 To Go or Not?
Leonel didn't receive an answer. Instead, he got a slash of a sword. However, he acted as though he hadn't even seen it.
Aina suddenly took a step forward and threw out a punch. The blade light shattered like glass in the air, raining with the echo of slashing swords.
The guard's pupils constricted. He was in the Eighth Dimension, but he was already in Tier 4. He didn't understand how what looked to be a human could possibly block that blow so casually.
Aina hadn't used anything other than her physical strength, but the blade light didn't even reach her knuckles, instead shattering beneath the air pressure alone.
She took another step, movements not slowing in the slightest. Once again, it was just her physical prowess, and yet she moved like the wind, blurring and warping light around her until she appeared before the guard in an instant.
BANG!
The sight was shocking enough to send the others reeling. Aina didn't punch, she didn't kick, she didn't even bring out a weapon. She simply went from an extraordinarily fast speed to a stop on the dime. The wind pressure from the sudden jolt alone sent the guards and herald flying, flailing through the air like headless chickens.
However, other than a slight shock, they seemed completely fine... though, that was entirely the point. Leonel and Aina had never wanted to kill them in the first place.
Aina waved out a hand and Emulation Spatial Force converged into a palm, wrapping around the entire group and holding them up.
Even being a bit clumsy with the novel Force, they simply weren't a match for her. They might have been in the Eighth Dimension, but as people tasked with going door to door to deliver messages, how could they possibly be even close to the upper echelon of this society?
Of course, Leonel knew the real reason why they were going door to door like this.
The Emberheart Lord could have easily sent out a Bubble-wide message heard by everyone. So why were they using such primitive methods...?
If he just swept them away and locked them up for their own "safety" again, would they appreciate it?
He was suffocating them. They were their own people too, entitled to make their own decisions even if he felt his own were best.
'So the Ma'at Bubble is going to be visited by the Kairos Bubble, another group of elite Spirituals, and they want to prove the viability of their path...? It sounds like a children's game...'
The Ma'at Bubble and Kairos Bubble were the two most powerful Spiritual Bubbles in Existence. There were others, but these two had the strongest Pure Bloods and they stood near the top.
He didn't know much about their history, but just listening to the words of the guards, it seemed that both Bubbles felt they had a great chance to rise to the Demi-God Realms if they combined, but the Kairos Bubble felt that the Ma'at were pissing away their chances because they kept intermarrying with "lesser Races".
The Ma'at disagreed, believing that the mutations possible through intermarriages could give them the spark they were looking for to take the next step. After all, they had many Half Spirituals who were just as powerful as their Spiritual counterparts.
The Kairos argued that their strongest geniuses were Pure Bloods for a reason, and if they combined their lineages, there would be great hope for a breakthrough within a generation or two.
Funny enough, Leonel actually agreed with the Kairos. But what was weird here was the fact that the Ma'at were calling forward their Humans and Half-Spirituals to prove themselves to the Kairos? That sounded ridiculous.
'Someone is playing games in the shadows, maybe?'
Leonel wasn't sure, he had no evidence whatsoever. The only reason he had even thought so was that he had seen Somnus' rolodex of worlds. It made him realize just the scale the powerful played on... even if they were among the younger generation.
And it was also because of this thought that Leonel was hesitating.
To go? Or not to go?
