"How strong would you be if you beca a Saint or even a Divine Stage Cultivator!?
Once you reach that level, you will be strong enough to save us from this adversity and we will be able to continue our Bloodline!"
The General's eyes were shining brightly as he suggested this idea. Not only him, but the other soldiers who heard this had similar expressions on their faces.
"Yes! If the King is given ti, then killing these monsters would be as easy as squashing a bug! There is no way we would lose!"
"Right!? I don't even think that we would need to continue capturing all these monsters again and again, just these would give our King enough ti to be strong enough to save us!"
"Hahaha! That's true!? Thousands of years, heh, Five hundred would be more than enough!"
"Hey, don't underestimate the King! A hundred years is all we need!"
The Soldiers were excited and as he saw them laughing, Nux froze.
Cultivating and getting stronger, it was a possibility he had not thought of before.
In Yrniel, he had to work on his foundation, however, there was no need to do that here. He could simply beco a Saint and even a Divine Stage Cultivator without any reserves, he could not only experience the feeling of being strong and forming his own Law of Self, but he would also be able to save these soldiers.
Yes, it might take a lot of ti, however, he was inside the Trial Tower, it was a separate dinsion created solely for him, an illusion, the ti difference here and the reality should be high.
After all, Nux doubted that he was the only one who could co up with such an idea, others must have tried it too.
He didn't know what happened to the people who tried it and what results they achieved, however, he did know one thing,
This was worth a shot.
Nux waved his hand, and a small hole appeared in the Do surrounding the Castle.
"Get in."
Nux ordered.
Seeing that their King agreed, wide smiles appeared on the soldiers' faces.
"YEEAAAHHH!!"
They all cheered in excitent.
Then,
"LONG LIVE THE KING!!"
"LONG LIVE THE KING!!"
The soldiers started cheering as they walked into the castle.
It was their victory.
"General."
Nux called out.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The General, who was walking together with Nux, ready to support him anyti leaned forward.
"Make sure you order your n to keep a strict eye on the Monsters we capture, the mont sothing happens, I need you to report it to instantly.
Is that clear?"
"As you command, Your Majesty."
The General nodded as he then moved forward to make the necessary preparations. Soon, Chains that could even capture a Saint Stage Cultivator were brought, and the Monsters were put in the prison under constant watch.
Nux was then taken to his room.
"Please take a rest, Your Majesty." The Maid serving Nux spoke.
Nux nodded, the maid bowed her head and left the room, finally leaving Nux alone.
'This feels weird…'
Nux muttered inwardly.
He was prepared to fight till he died but to think he would be sitting here in a room, 'resting'.
He felt as if he was doing sothing wrong.
Nux, however, shook his head and closed his eyes. Recovering was much more important than these useless worries.
His Regeneration was already stabilizing the ss those vibrations created in his body, therefore, he decided to actively cultivate, gather Mana, and turn it into *Essence*.
Ti passed, just as Nux and his soldiers expected, since they had not killed all the Monsters, the 32nd Wave did not start.
As more ti passed, even the most cautious of the soldiers felt overjoyed, they finally overca an adversity that was about to destroy their world.
The Soldiers started celebrating, so slept like a log, so started drinking, they even tempted the General to join them as well, the General, however, wasn't yet ready to lower his guard just yet.
He was more worried about the King.
After all, their King had coughed out Blood even though he didn't suffer any sort of injury in the battle. The King was pushing his body and the General was worried that he might not recover.
His worries, however, were unfounded, 22 hours later,
Nux had returned to his peak.
His internal injuries were healed, his body was full of *Essence*, and he was as strong as the ti he first ca to this place.
And now…
It was ti to get stronger than that.
Nux closed his eyes and started cultivating.
He didn't know how much ti it would take, however, considering that he had an exceptional level human Bloodline, he believed that his actual talent wasn't that bad.
'Maybe 100 years…'
Nux analyzed, if he stopped caring about his current techniques or understanding the 'law', then 100 years was all he needed to beco a Saint.
Would that be enough to save all these people?
He didn't know, however, if it wasn't.
He could always capture more Monsters and cultivate till he becos a Divine Stage Cultivator.
Or… at least that was what Nux planned, however…
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
2 hours later, Nux who was cultivating peacefully heard the General's shout, opening his eyes, he glanced at the General who had barged into his room, and before he could question the reason behind his panicked expression,
"Your Majesty! T-The Monsters disappeared!"
The General reported.
"What…?" Nux's expression changed.
"The Monsters! They were tied with the chains but then suddenly turned into golden light and disappeared as if they were never there in the first place!"
"How-"
Nux wanted to question, however, a solemn look then appeared on his face as he stood up and,
"Prepare the Soldiers, the 32nd Wave is here."
"W-What?"
"Make sure you keep a restraining chain together with you, we will capture one Saint Stage Monster while I deal with the Divine Stage Monster.
Make the necessary preparations,
I will be going ahead."
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