Planet Virel awakened several centuries ago. However, because they are so resource-deprived, the strongest warriors there are only Empyreans.
In this vast universe, such a planet is weak enough for the strong to claim and devour it. That is what most mercenaries do... They attack weak planets and turn the inhabitants into their slaves that they can sell for profit.
Thankfully, the planet isn’t that important and, in a way, extremely hidden, so they have been living in their peaceful abode for years now.
However, when the Whispering Beast began causing trouble here and there, they decided to call for outside help, even at the risk of drawing attention to their small, peaceful world.
They knew that once hunters started ing there, the gaze of countless powerhouses would turn to them. However, because the Whispering Beast was so daunting, they chose to post the mission.
Of course, with enough funds at their disposal, they will be able to hire a few warriors from the Warrior Tower to protect them.
Also, they can go into a contract with a powerful world, thereby being a vassal planet. There are downsides to this, but at least having the protection of a god seems better than being slaves to others.
Who would have thought that, even after sending over 60 hunters, none were able to plete the mission? Even worse, over a dozen hunters had died since they failed to return from the vale.
This had bee a headache for the leaders of this planet.
Mission Hall is not some charitable organization that just sends its members to their death. With dozens already dead, they can either raise the rank of the mission, thereby asking for more money, or cancel it.
Of course, cancelling is the best thing they could do, given that their hunters are dying. However, the poor souls of Virel also knew that if the vile abomination was not dealt with soon, the entire planet would be swallowed, and every last soul would bee food for the Whispering Beast.
Their only option now, since it had been 24 days since the mission was posted, yet it hadn’t been cleared, was to seek asylum from a planet 15 light-years from them.
Today, of course, is the day the mission will be cancelled if not cleared. At the moment, only Klaus is on the mission since the others had cancelled.
This, of course, is a good thing for him. Granted, he managed to plete it, his fame will rise again.
When his spaceship entered Virel’s atmosphere, the top-ranking members of the planet’s military came to wele him as they did for the other warriors who came before him.
Naturally, aside from ing to wele him, they also came to tell him they will be cancelling the mission soon since they have no funds left to keep it active.
However, when Klaus stepped out of the spaceship, they changed their mind.
Obviously, Icon had already filled Klaus in on the current state of planet Virel and what they intend to do. They will be signing a 2000-year contract with planet Bimix, whose current powerhouse is an Immortal Emperor.
Naturally, that means they will be protected from the Whispering Beast. However, the Dark Space, now connected to Icon’s vast sentient intelligence, was able to obtain hidden details of this contract, one that will leave planet Virel at their mercy for 2000 years.
Naturally, that is just too barbaric, so Klaus chose to pull some strings and managed to create the illusion that he is an immortal.
Of course, it took some failures to finally get it to work. This way, the moment he arrives, the people will see him as an immortal.
They will learn of his true cultivation base when he is done with the mission.
As expected, when he stepped out of his ship, the leaders of planet Virel wiped the idea of cancelling the mission from their minds.
"Wele to Planet Virel, Immortal Hunter."
Klaus smiled, hearing how respectful the Empyrean stage warrior, who also happened to be the ruler of the entire planet, greeted him.
"No need for the politeness. I am merely here for the same mission many of my fellow hunters failed to plete. Rest assured, I will get it done before sunset."
Though he sounded arrogant, seeing that he was an immortal gave them hope, so they brushed aside his tone and focused on his words.
"It will be a delight if you can save us from this disaster."
"Don’t worry, I will get it done." Klaus turned to his left, where he sensed a piercing gaze ing from an immortal on him.
Noticing his gaze, the people who came to wele him promptly revealed everything.
"They are envoys from Planet Bimix that came to help us against the Whispering Beast." Klaus merely nodded. It seems they chose to hide the fact that they are also here to sign a contract with them.
Klaus, of course, did not mind since he knew once he was done with this mission, these people would bee his enemies. He had already sent a message to the Star Guards, and they will send reps to take planet Virel under their protection.
Naturally, he will be the only one left to blame since he cleared the mission that the people of Bimix are using as leverage to force the Virelians into a binding contract.
"I see. Well, in that case, why don’t you send me to the mission’s location? The earlier I get this done, the better."
Klaus has already coordinated with his people and knows they will be arriving at any time, so he wants to hurry and get things done.
Soon, they left the docking bay in a fighter jet and headed east of the planet. In no time, they arrived in a valley where a brown mist covered almost all the mountains there.
With just a glance, Klaus knew the beast he was after was an illusion-type beast that liked to play with the minds of its prey.
Naturally, this made Klaus very happy.
He had yet to meet any being that excels at illusion-type skills more than him. So this mission had just bee one he would use to test the limit of his illusion abilities.
’This is going to be fun.’
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