Two days later.
"MOTHER FUCKER"
Bewulf cursed as he destroyed everything in the office room. The attendants, the other elders, everyone watched him go crazy.
He had been going at the stuff pretty hard for the past couple of hours.
The floor is destroyed and there are several nicks and craters in the wall... the formations added on there as protection were the only the reason it’s still intact.
That and of course, the fact that Bewulf is really holding back a lot.
After another fifteen minutes of craziness, he finally cald down a bit.
He sat on the ground, panting, trying to swallow his anger as he heard the account of what happened from his subordinates.
"Sir, from the past two days, all the tribes are being attacked. It started with Astral plane cultivators. Weird puppets appeared out of nowhere and they targeted our tribe mbers.
These puppets were acting like they had a mind of their own. They were precise and they are also operating in a perfect sync. Capture of a person was happening within a few seconds.
And imdiately a spatial tear to the shadow world is opening, their shadows are appearing, killing them on the spot with the help of these bird puppets.
But the spatial tear is closing off before the shadow disappeared. The shadows are running rampant within our territory.
The higher level cultivators tried to intervene, they even tried to capture the puppets, but the mont they did... the puppets were just targeting the closest cultivator, burning up their energy source and self-destructing.
They caused significant losses all over our territory.
And this morning, we noticed that there are higher level puppets that could actually handle people at initiation level of Divine Plane. And these puppets were even capable of making their own energy beam attacks.
The initial analysis showed that the attack is extrely similar to the energy beams created by the Land Croc."
Bewulf looked at him and asked through gritted teeth.
"How strong can a couple of fucking puppets be? Shouldn’t they be able to defeat the puppets in a single move? They were not even that big or complex looking with weapons installed. Is my Saxon tribe made of complete idiots?"
The subordinate hesitated for a bit and said.
"I have a video, if you would like to..."
"Just fucking show it to ."
The subordinate nodded and activated the recording crystal.
They saw the scene where a young man, one of the prodigies of the Saxon tribe, a peer of Bewulf’s son, practicing in an open grassy plain with his saber.
He looked majestic, with his long hair tied in a pony tail and the massive saber, that kinda looked crude, cut the air like it was ant to create destruction... which it was.
The form, the strength, the concentration and the intent... everything was perfect.
The young man was lost in his own world of saber, with sweat dripping like crazy. His expression was serene as if he was on the path of enlightennt, instead of in the middle of practicing with a deadly weapon.
Bewulf felt a sense of ease as he watched that kid.
And at that mont, three bird puppets arrived at the scene like a flash.
The young man looked at them and swung his saber without hesitation. The saber ray slashed at the first bird puppet, but it just slipped away. It moved as fast as any divine plane initiation cultivator would, which surprised even Bewulf.
And then the clash intensified.
The three puppets kept on shooting energy beams, while they kept their distance.
They dodged almost every attack and not once did they let the opponent get close to them.
When the opponent realized the situation, he changed tactics, he went on extre offensive on one puppet, while activating so artifact that helped the defend the remaining two.
At that mont, the puppets glowed a little bit and the next second, three more bird puppets ca for the assist.
The energy beams increased.
The opponent now beca a target, with no point of resistance. Then ca the third set of puppets. When the nine puppets gathered, they spread out and created a formation, locking his movent and shot a bunch of energy beams at the sa ti.
He was attacked from nine directions at the sa ti.
He took out the consumable artifacts that were supposed to be used in ergencies, but even they were beca useless.
The space locked in. The formation transford and the shadow world opened up.
The shadow of the young man ca and for obvious reasons, the shadow didn’t feel any restrictions at all. It rampaged against the young man, pinning him down and destroying him.
The candidate is done. The space was closed, and the special puppet that kept the shadow from leaving appeared, and attached itself to the shadow.
The shadow stayed back and desperately ran to the next life form.
The video was over.
Bewulf closed his eyes in frustration for a mont and sighed before saying.
"Convey my orders.
No one is to stay alone in an isolated area. All training is suspended. Everyone should report to the temporary bases and the people in charge should monitor it.
Each base should have at least one Peak stage consummate Divine plane cultivator.
They would direct the transcendent cultivators and destroy every puppet that is within their designated range.
And make sure to lock the space of every temporary base properly. Even if they try, they shouldn’t be able to invade our bases with spatial transfer. If they force it, it would be destroyed.
If it were for , I would destroy that bastard by myself... but we can’t. Not right now. We have to wait..
And when we finally take him out, I am going to fucking steal this technology."
...
While Bewulf and the rest are setting up asures, the new defenses of Saxons, caused a certain change to occur in the automated system back at Sam’s base.
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