Reaper of the Martial World

Book 12: Chapter 103: Interest (3)

“You think he’s planning something?”

“Probably.” Dyon nodded.

He was back in the lab once more. Or rather, his true body had always been here, but his clone was transporting back the resources he was all but plundering from the Earl with impunity. He was certain by now that the fat man’s heart was bleeding and might very well give out any time now.

“Is he stupid…?” Lilith’s voice sounded again as though trying to muffle her own laughter.

Dyon smirked. “Probably.”

In Dyon’s real views, he didn’t believe so. If he was someone of normal intelligence, this plot of the Earl’s might really work. The problem was that even if it did, it would be against his clone, so who cared?

After his soul’s increase in strength, he was once again able to create 90% clones. In fact, creating clones was easier for him now than it had been in the past.

Dyon felt that the creation of clones had an artificial cap on them placed by the heavens, not unlike the artificial age restriction present on the mortal plane. The Heavens didn’t seem to like techniques of that category very much.

The moment Dyon broke away from the Heavens and started reconstructing his techniques from their fundamental runes, that cap loosened greatly, allowing him to create higher level clones much more easily. A 90% clone was more than enough to accomplish what he needed to accomplish.

“This might be a good opportunity.” Dyon suddenly said. “Immortal legacy worlds are smaller than bubble worlds, but they’re also mobile. If I can refine it into a treasure, we can use it as a base.”

Dyon never spent much effort in becoming a weapon’s smith. He didn’t love it as much as he did array alchemy, nor did he have much free time to spend on it. But, after basically being forced to delve into the world in order to hunt void beasts, he gained insight on a number of unconventional paths he could possibly use.

Taking over a bubble world would be easy. After all, Dyon had the coordinates of many uninhabited ones. But he had no intention of settling in this weak star segment.

However, if he refined a legacy world into a treasure… That could be more than a little useful.

“Refine a legacy world? Is that possible?”

“It should be. I just need to stabilize its world core. And, it should be easier to do so considering it’s an artificial world. I doubt a lower Immortal God has a higher comprehension of fundamental runes than I do. At that point, it’ll be a walk in the park.

“The only issue is that I’ve never heard of this Yin Soldier Immortal God before. But I guess I’ll find out about him soon enough.”

Dyon felt that he was close to a breakthrough in his studies. And, the closer he got, the more waves billowed in his heart.

There were so many secrets buried deep within the bodies of void beasts.. so many that he no longer dared to believe that he was the only one to ever study them. If in the trillions upon trillions of years the immortal plane had existed for no one had thought to study these creatures, immortals wouldn’t be worthy of their name.

The only question that remained is what secrets did they unearth? Were they more profound than his own findings? And in that case, how would he deal with an enemy that grasped these mysteries?

**

“Please, Esteemed High Elf. This is the best graveyard under my control. It will definitely give us safe passage to the immortal legacy world.”

The Earl stood in front of a luxurious ship that seemed to be 70% shimmering glass and 30% silver. It looked nothing like the graveyards primed for battle and looked more like a yacht made to travel the skies. Dyon didn’t believe that this graveyard could take even a single hit from a void beast. So, to call it by such a name was nothing less than an insult to the countless warriors putting their lives on the line to repel the void surge.

However, considering who this Earl was as a person, how could he have the presence of mind to care for the thoughts of those conscripted to put their lives on the line?

That said, Dyon didn’t exactly have a bleeding heart. He felt himself getting more and more distant from the average everyday person day by day, so quite frankly, he hardly cared. He just found it amusing that this was what the Earl wanted to show off when Dyon could almost feel how much his heart was bleeding.

In the last several years, Dyon had practically wrung the fat man dry. There was no way he had many funds left at all. If this trip didn’t go well for him, he would take several millennia to recover. So, how was it anything but funny that he was still pretending to be a rich man with many means? He was more accurately a man doing everything in his power to not wring Dyon’s neck where he stood.

Dyon stepped onto the luxurious ship.

He casually swept a gaze through the crew, before his eyes landed on something that made him raise an internal brow.

‘An elf…’

It was just a low elf. His eyes were a bright brown and his hair was a deep maroon. He was easily the most handsome man in this graveyard until Dyon came, but he still gave the latter a polite smile.

Dyon thought this alone was enough to give him some anticipation toward this trip, but when they made it to the entrance of the immortal legacy world, he could hardly hold back his grin.

‘Now this… This is really interesting.’