Reaper of the Martial World

Book 12: Chapter 89: Void (4)

The tentacle monster type void beast lashed its boneless limbs against the Graveyard, sending cracks racing across its built-in windows.

Graveyards were the ideal movement ships of the void battlefield. Only the remnant pieces of a world could produce long lasting cover in the depths of the void. As a result, all ‘ships’ were actually just modified asteroids from remnant worlds.

Shipwrights were a branch of weapon smiths who specialized in this craft. The skill of a shipwright could often make or break the life and death of millions.

Judging by how many strikes Agit Graveyard 455 had survived, it was clear that their shipwright had some skill. But whether the asteroid could survive to the end of the battle was still up in the air.

Dyon watched on silently, trying to get a gauge of the strength of this void beast. The more he observed, though, the fiercer his heart shook.

Was this really a living creature? How could it be so powerful?

It was taking on the assault of canons, warriors and experts that would be enough to obliterate hundreds of universes of the mortal plane with absolute ease, yet it was barely suffering any damage. Maynbe the most eerie part of the beast was that even when one of its thinner tentacles was cut off, or when a beam from a canon pierced its outer fog and shell to cause a rain of foul blood, it didn’t make a single sound.

There were no screams of agony or roars of rage… The only sound that came from it were the slimy, grotesque movements of its boneless limbs.

‘This is just a tier 3 one? What kind of monster is one at Tier 4? What about Tier 9?’

The issue wasn’t just its power, but also its outrageous size. It was, without exaggeration, as large as a medium sized moon of the mortal plane. Every one of its tentacles stretched for hundred of kilometers, whipping about with insane forces behind it.

“Nevermind…” Saru muttered. “… No need to help them…”

Dyon laughed. Though they seemed ‘close’, they were easily the distance between planets away. This wasn’t so that they could remain hidden from the warriors, but rather to stay out of the path of rampage this void beast was on. Dyon didn’t believe this tier 3 legion had anyone capable of finding him if he didn’t want to be found.

“It seems I was a bit too rash.” Dyon said. “Hunting these beasts can’t be done alone. Or, more accurately, I’ll at least need to build a graveyard ship of my own first…”

“Is it really still worth it… I think we should just let them deal with it all.” Lilith said slowly.

The last thing Dyon’s women were, were cowards. When it came to critical times, it could even be argued that they were braver than he was. Dyon never really considered failure, but his wives were different in this regard. They did… But they pushed past it regardless.

So, the reason Lilith was saying this wasn’t out of fear, but rather because she wanted to protect Dyon. She saw how hard he worked everyday and didn’t want him to take unnecessary risks. It was impossible to tell what was happening on the mortal plane right now, but rushing here wouldn’t make things any better. In fact, it very well might make things worse.

Dyon was about to answer when his pupils suddenly constricted into pinholes.

Without hesitation, he urged the dragon king’s corpse to surge to the side, shooting into the distance. It wasn’t until they had moved several hundred thousand kilometers away that Dyon finally felt it was alright to slow down a bit, his gaze still narrowed.

Movement on the void battlefield could both be considered more difficult and contradictorily easy. There was less friction from the elements, so even Immortal Essence realm cultivators could cover the length of a universe in just a few seconds, doing what mortals thought was absolutely impossible. But, on the other side of the coin, navigation, even for Spiritual Sages, was obscenely difficult and getting lost was the number one cause of death in this place.

However, Dyon was lucky. Not only was he an elite Spiritual Sage, but he had a comprehension of void supporting him. By combining the two, he could mitigate the void’s weird impact on the senses and common sense and pierce through the veil, so to speak.

What he saw this time, though, left him feeling a bit of pity for the tier 3 legion. It seemed that expecting to face just one void beast at a time during void surge was nothing but a failed dream.

At that moment, not just an additional one, but two more monster category void beasts were traveling toward the battlefield. Their movement speed through the void was so outrageously fast that they had almost slipped by Dyon’s detection entirely.

“They’re screwed…” Dyon muttered under his breath.

Did he feel a bit bad? Yes. But did he have any intention of helping? Not even an inkling.

“Let’s go.” Dyon said with a still narrowed gaze, a flicker of fighting intent laced within his pupils. “We aren’t ready for this yet. I need to prepare some things first.”

Dyon turned a complicated gaze away from the graveyard that was now being assaulted by 3 void beasts.

As he was about to urge the Dragon King away, he paused once more.

‘Why don’t they fight each other…?’