Nothing much changed in the encampnt after the incident that transpired against Rex.
People were still patrolling around and wrapping up the entire place since they now could move forward with the Shifting Realm cleansed of Supernaturals. Out of all of them, the military was taking the longest as their gears were many and hard to move.
On the east side of the encampnt was the most crowded.
At least nearly a hundred military n could be seen gathering in a humongous tent.
Inside the tent was so kind of weapon none had ever seen before.
General Charles from the special force division was the one overseeing this side, instructing the soldiers who were working together to take out the machine. He has a typical stern look that a general would have, a nicely trimd beard, and a sharp gaze that could make any soldiers avert their eyes away.
"Leave a scratch on it, and all of you will get a bullet to your head!" General Charles shouted.
Soon, the machine inside was brought outside successfully.
Naturally, it turns out to be a weapon, a highly sophisticated and advanced canon made of a special alloy and steel combined with mutated animal parts. It was the size of four tanks, the structure also boasts the weight that it possesses.
Looking at the machine with pride, General Charles then turned his eyes to the side.
He was looking at a particular group of military n.
All of them are wearing a different set of outfits than the rest, raven-black combat armor that covers their bodies from head to toe and a skull mask to hide their identity. A dozen of them were present, and it was obvious that they were the special unit of the military.
With a nudge of his chin, General Charles instructed them through silent words.
One of them nodded and stepped to the machine.
General Charles watches as this man put his hand on the humongous weapon and in the next second, the black and dark green alloy turned transparent. Surprisingly, the entirety of the weapon turned translucent.
It didn't turn invisible.
Anyone who gets close enough would be able to see the weapon, but not for those far away.
Upon the weapon turning translucent, the rest of the special force unit grabbed a hold of its handles and started pushing the weapon to the very front. Considering that the weapon should at least weigh 100 tons, it was very hard to believe that 12 non-Awakened were able to push the entire thing.
Despite it being hard for them, the weapon is still moving, and that should be impossible.
anwhile, at the center of the encampnt.
The Executor wasn't basking in triumph after what he had accomplished, instead, he seed to be slightly nervous, standing in front of five steel cylinder structures taller than himself, which should make these structures about eight to nine feet tall.
Standing on either side was Brigitta and Edward who were told to be by his side.
On top of that, there were three more Awakened behind them.
It has been two hours already.
Both of them were watching the Executor draw runic patterns on the steel structures with his claws, and he had a very serious expression right now. Asking him about what he was doing right now is not appropriate because of that.
However, Edward and Brigitta had a guess in their mind.
From the looks of the cylinder steel engraved with runes, they must be a makeshift totem.
Although the two don't know why the Executor is making five totems right now, they don't question it as he should have a purpose for them. Soon enough, the Executor stepped back and wiped the sweat on his forehead.
Oddly enough, engraving the runes seed to be draining him.
"Have you prepared what I asked?" the Executor turned to look at Edward to his left.
Upon receiving the directive, Edward nodded and moved to the side, presenting the three Awakened behind him that the Executor requested. Earlier, the Executor specifically sought three of the strongest Awakened possessing ultimate elent branching from water, earth, and fire elents.
It was a rather weird request, and Edward thought that he might want a sacrifice again.
But then again, he did it anyway as the Executor's word is absolute.
Just as he presented the three Awakened, Edward paused for a second, he felt extrely bad and this led to him rembering that ti when Rex had to do all the dirty things when they were still in the military, knowing that he didn't have the stomach for it.
'So this is what it feels like. He doesn't like this too, but he never once complained...'
Clenching his jaw, Edward quickly shook his head.
"I've brought what you requested, these three were previously at the eighth-rank realm before the First Breath and are definitely one of the strongest amongst our ranks" He introduced, giving the three Awakened a confidence boost as they lifted their chins slightly.
The Executor nodded his head, and he took out sothing from a black portal.
Expecting to be his weapon, Edward sighed.
However, he was proven wrong when the Executor took out about three dozen vials instead.
Looking at the vials that hovered in the air under the influence of the Executor's power, Edward is quite sure that they were mana potions. But unlike the regular, the substance within was sparkling and had a deeper shade of blue.
Surely, it was an even more potent mana potion.
Giving the three Awakened a dozen mana potions each, the Executor then said, "Do exactly as I told you, there must be no mistake. If there's even one mistake, then you three would suffer the consequences from , do you understand?"
"Yes!" the three Awakened nodded their heads repeatedly.
In the event following that, the Executor supervised the three Awakened to infuse their mana into the five-cylinder steel structures with great precision. Even the amount of infused mana needs to be exactly as he said.
Under his guidance, the three Awakened started their work.
Despite only needing to do the sa thing five tis, it takes another two hours to finish.
By this ti, the three Awakened were completely exhausted of mana.
Even the dozen mana potion vials they were given were completely drained, none was left as the process surprisingly required an insane amount of mana. Along the process, the Executor even gave another dozen seeing that the three Awakened's mana capacity was even lesser than he anticipated.
Now, the cylinder steel structures were glowing with rainbow light, nearing completion.
It needs a bit more strokes from the three Awakened.
While waiting for the three Awakened to finish, the Executor turned towards Edward.
"Edward..."
"Yes, my Lord?"
"Since we are going to arrive at the Symposium soon, I'll tell you your task when we get there. A fight will break, I'm sure of it, and you will not be participating in the battle but instead will keep an eye out for the Passue Matriarch"
"Passue Matriarch...? Who is that?"
Edward was puzzled, he didn't know who this Passue Matriarch was.
Then again, he can't believe that there would be soone out there who would dare to co in between the Executor and the Symposium of Upper Divinities aside from Rex and the Supernatural forces that obviously don't want him reaching there.
For a mont, the Executor weirdly paused, saying nothing.
Eventually, he replied, "She's called the Broken Guardian, the guardian of the Symposium"
"Just rember that the Passues, her children will let out relentless growls. There are a lot of them, so it would be loud, but you would need to listen carefully and find a crying woman voice among them. If you find the source, go in that direction and stall the Passue Matriarch for , that's your job" he explained with a quickened voice.
Upon hearing this, Edward frowned and had nurous questions in his mind.
But the Executor doesn't seem to want to talk more.
He quickly turned to Brigitta and said, "When these three are done, it's your turn. Encase the five totems with your mana and create a barrier around them. Only when they are finished, we will continue our march as planned. Also, where's Mavenna? I need to see her"
"Emm... Sir, I have bad news" Brigitta intervened when the Executor was about to leave.
Upon hearing this, the Executor frowned, "What is it?"
"Last night, when all of our attention was on Rex, sothing bad happened. Mavenna... She managed to escape, and the team I sent to find her hasn't gotten anything" Brigitta added, she was a little bit nervous when she said this, fearing the Executor's reaction.
As expected, the Executor's countenance contorted hideously.
"How the fuc—"
It was specifically said that Mavenna was needed when they arrived at the Symposium.
Now she was gone, nowhere to be seen.
Fully expecting that she would need to deal with the Executor's wrath, not necessarily because of her fault, but because he wanted to vent, Brigitta prepared herself. However, contrary to what she was expecting, the Executor suddenly stopped mid-sentence and looked down.
Without saying anything, he turned around and simply walked away.
Brigitta and Edward were utterly confused by his actions.
However, as he watched the Executor strode away, he saw sothing shocking.
It was so shocking that he instinctively turned to Brigitta, searching for confirmation in her eyes. To his surprise, Brigitta mirrored his own shocked expression, silently affirming the undeniable truth they both beheld through one glance.
Looking back at the Executor, Edward saw that his arms and legs were shaking.
Not a normal shaking either.
Edward could tell that these shakings were caused by a source of fear, even the way the Executor missed a step and limp shows that what he thought seed to be true. "No way, the Executor... he's afraid?"
anwhile, inside another quarter not far from where the totems were being made.
Last night, King John accompanied Gistella for half an hour.
He was afraid that Gistella was going to do sothing reckless like she tried to do if he left her alone without supervision. But thankfully, Gistella spent most of her ti contemplating in silence instead of doing anything rash.
Now, he was inside his own quarter, also contemplating about last night.
King John was not contemplating Gistella, but the visit he got from Mavenna instead.
"If I changed sides right now, then what President Sebrof thinks about will be true. I'm not fit to be a leader if I do that. But, on the other hand, I can't deny that it might be the right path I could take right now..." He muttered inwardly, massaging his throbbing forehead.
Due to working with the Executor, he has never been at peace.
In addition, most of his ssengers beca distant from him even though they did it subtly.
He could tell that their respect fir him was waning right before his eyes.
Additionally, he couldn't seek console as the Green ssenger went missing, and he doesn't have anyone to talk to about this except himself. "Is it really true that Prof. K delivered that ssage to ? Does he really think that I'm making a mistake too?"
Just thinking about this made King John sigh heavily, he couldn't co to a decision.
...
"Sir Rex sent his greetings, King John..."
"What? Have you gone mad, Mavenna? The Executor wouldn't like this"
Unlike Brigitta and Edward, King John was tasked to supervise the entire encampnt as he has leadership skills and the Executor simply couldn't be bothered with small problems. But he was surprisingly visited by Mavenna in his quarter late in the night.
More shockingly, she instantly said this the mont she stepped inside.
"He wanted to tell you that he knows of your situation with the Executor, and wanted to offer you a way out. If you comply, then you could see the end to all the ss you caused from your decision and return back to normal" Mavenna ignored his remark and continued.
King John was even more at a loss for words.
He was confused as to how Rex would know about his situation with the Executor.
But then again, if it's Rex, he should have his own thods.
Shaking his head to snap out of his trance, King John looked at Mavenna fiercely and stood up with imnse malice. He was not going to be pushed around like this, "I'm not going to listen to you. Mavenna, you're going to answer to the Executor!"
"Really? What if I told you that Prof. K was the one who asked Rex to give you a chance?"
"What...?"
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