We are Void [Litrpg x Law cultivation + Kingdom Building] Chapter 69: Do the Sylvarix eat like That?

On the last day of the month.

The red sky was redder than usual, and even the roaring wind had cald down on this day.

Zyrus had been stalling for ti these past few days. He had a lot of research to do about his source of origin and the Balaur summoner class. He succeeded in so theories while so proved to be wrong, but regardless of that, his powers hadn’t received a qualitative transformation.

'Guess there's nothing I can do today.'

Thousands of four-ard glemorax flew in the sky surrounding a vast mountain range. They ranged in groups of hundreds and thousands, each surrounding gigantic golden stakes in the middle.

This was the day of the final battle.

Thus far things had gone according to Zyrus’s plan. The glemorax army was forced to take detours to hunt down the scattered ophidian warriors. Once they had fulfilled their role as a decoy, he could’ve brought the cocooned warriors back via the warehouse. However, he didn’t do that.

There was no need to expose his powers and make the aliens more suspicious and guarded. He detonated the abyssal seed whenever the glemorax squads were about to wipe out his summons. These were the normal ophidian warriors who were infused with his abyssal mana. The seed was nothing more than a lump of mana; it was a far cry compared to the seeds ford by his mana circulation thod.

He also ambushed the dispatched troops in this hit-and-run tactic. Even when he had the chance to kill more of them, he didn’t do so and retreated.

Zyrus knew that annoying the enemy commander beyond a certain limit would be harmful to him. Although his original plan of launching 5 suicidal attacks was no longer feasible, he was able to harass them quite a bit.

As a result, he had killed nearly 10,000 aliens in the past week.

Yes, it was Zyrus who was on the losing end of the battle. The glemorax chief wasn’t idle when Zyrus was wreaking havoc amongst the army. They had learned a lot about him from the scattered clues.

“Hoh! You’ve brought out so interesting toys.”

The glemorax chief looked down at the peak of the tallest mountain.

“Well, I am rather surprised that you found out my identity,” Zyrus probed the glemorax chief while observing the golden stakes.

They didn’t have any offensive or supportive power, but for Zyrus, these things were like a death sentence. The energy he felt from them was familiar.

the glemorax chief replied with a condescending look.

The yellow stakes were getting brighter and brighter while the two were talking. At the sa ti, the countdown was also going down in front of Zyrus.

“What’s with that look? These things don’t belong to you, do they? Did you have to ask for help to fight against a single person? How pathetic.”

Both sides were buying ti for their next move.

The chief ignored Zyrus who was sitting on the ground with a disdainful look. He had to resort to using the realm anchors against a single enemy. It was an utter humiliation to not only himself but to their entire race.

On the other hand, Zyrus was also analyzing the stakes with a wary gaze.

‘Fortunately, it’s not that big of a threat since they’re taking too long to activate.’

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He could sowhat guess their purpose from the fluctuations of their energy. They locked down the space around them, and this ant that he could neither teleport nor use the Earth movent.

Most importantly, he couldn’t use his summoning skill.

Forget about a toothless tiger; he would be a toothless, clawless, and crippled tiger once the stakes were stabilized.

He would have to fight nearly 90,000 glemorax on his own. Indeed, it was no different than a death sentence.

Zyrus could’ve summoned his subordinates beforehand, but he didn’t want the enemies to make any more moves.

And ironically, the glemorax chief also wanted the sa. He didn’t care whether Zyrus knew about the stakes’ effect or not. Once they were activated, his victory was certain.

Zyrus knew that as well. He had observed the glemorax army with his summons and he knew that there was no way he could defeat them in a head-on fight. Even without these stakes, he could at most kill 20-30 thousand of them and escape.

If both of them had similar number of troops then Zyrus would win by a landslide.

This was the scary part of his class.

‘The enemies aren’t stupid enough to let win just like that.’

The glemorax chief’s order thundered in the sky. Glaring lights surged out from the stakes, painting the world in a golden glow. The space-, no, the whole dinsion was being sealed off.

Zyrus wasn’t worried though. His eyes were looking at the countdown tir.

[Remaining Ti: 00:00:09]

A lot of things hadn’t gone according to his plan, but his overall goal was achieved. He had created the domain and gotten used to the powers of abyss. His knowledge on concepts had increased as well, making this a fruitful return.

‘The earth should be safe for the ti being…’

Seconds trickled by in Zyrus’s eyes. He was certain that regardless of how long it took him to return, the ti on earth should be mostly unaffected. There was nothing for him to worry about.

Now, he could focus on the sanctuary with all his heart.

“Indeed, it’ll be the end when I return.”

[Remaining Ti: 00:00:00]

…

“The fuck chief! You just left without even saying anything?”

Zyrus was greeted by the one-eyed reindeer who acted like a mother scolding her teenage kid.

“Pipe it down, will you. It’s been like what, 5 minutes? And don’t call chief.”

“5 minutes my hooves! Weren’t you having fun for a whole month?” the reindeer retorted while slamming his feet on what looked like a conference table.

“You knew?”

“I’m your companion, why wouldn’t I?”

Zyrus was speechless as he looked at Franken who was glaring daggers at him. He felt awkward about telling the reindeer that he didn't know how the companion system worked. There was also this strange feeling it gave off that made them seem on equal footing.

“Hoooo Nevermind… It’s all that pipsqueak’s fault. Make sure to check out the companion tab when you reach the second ring, okay? I can’t tell you anything even if I want to.”

“I see. By the way, where is everyone else?”

“Dunno. Sowhere in the other rooms, I guess?”

“Did you spawn here? Were there any ssages about the crown hunt?”

“Yes and no.”

Zyrus scratched his head and walked towards the door. They were in a square office room which was illuminated by white gemstones. He had expected this to occur. As for why Franken was acting all normal, it was apparent that he wasn’t a normal one either. It was likely that his lifespan and knowledge were at least on par with Zyrus.

‘That aside, this place is as dreary as ever.’

Zyrus opened the window and looked outside. Although the environnt looked like olden earth, this place was fundantally different. He knew their approximate location since he had been here once before.

‘But the timing isn’t right,’

The ‘Hunting’ part of the crown hunt would start in the final phase. Normally, they should’ve been teleported to the ‘City of Ruin’ once they were out of the pyramid.

There were four sectors in the city: east, west, north, and south. Finally, there was the central district where the tower of salvation was located.

Silver crown holders would be teleported to random areas in the four sectors to engage in a battle royale like setup.

“Can’t you sense them with the crown?” Franken asked as he strutted behind Zyrus. The windows were sealed by a thick film of energy, so what they could see outside was limited. It was the sa even inside the buildings as their perception was limited to the floor they were on. Of course, crowns were an exception.

“They're below us.”

“Let’s go then!”

“No rush, we’ll be teleported once again,” Zyrus didn’t explain anything further and stepped into a lobby filled with lavish chairs.

The whole floor gave a very corporate vibe. There was a cafeteria as well, but unfortunately, it was mostly empty save for a few items.

*Pop*

“Want so?”

“Sure.”

Zyrus gulped down the chilled beverage and ate his al alongside Franken. It was the good old vegetable sandwich, but it tasted much better after spending a hellish month on earth.

“Do the Sylvarix eat like that?”

“How would I know? Probably not though, unless they’re filthy rich.”

Zyrus threw the empty wrapper and ate his third ‘al,’ along with Exp potions. Each of the potion would cost a fortune if it were sold in the market.

It was a bit of a waste to use it like this, but it was necessary for what was to co.

“When will the fight start? I’m all ready to go!” Franken got impatient after Zyrus took out his fourth ration package.

“How long have you been here?”

“An hour or so.”

“Go sleep sowhere then. It’ll at least take a couple more hours.”

“Ugh! I’ll just eat then.”

It didn’t take long before the cafeteria was scraped clean. Afterall, one shouldn’t start a war with an empty stomach.