All Chapters of Nexus: New World : Chapter 201 
				
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				C196 – Dawn of Steel and Sweat
			
 C196 – Dawn of Steel and Sweat The first golden whisper of morning hadn’t even brushed the towers of Neo Orcus when Elias Holloway tore through the skies, a streak of mana glinting faintly behind him. The air bit at his cheeks, the chill sharp enough to wake even a corpse, but the young heir didn’t care. There was a rhythm to his heartbeat that matched the world’s pulse. Training day. He landed on the outskirts of the city, where the barracks squatted like sleeping beasts of oak and stone. The faint musk of sweat, oil, and powdered chalk clung to everything—proof that warriors here bled long before they celebrated. Inside, early risers were already at it, moving through drills with the kind of fervor that only desperation—or ambition—could summon. Among them stood Sheina, her braid whipping like a flag of defiance as she loosed arrow after arrow. The air sang with t
				C197 – The Tremor of Resonance: Earthquake Born from the Orcs’ Song
			
 C197 – The Tremor of Resonance: Earthquake Born from the Orcs’ Song The training grounds of Neo Orcus—now a glittering heart of construction and innovation—trembled faintly with the echoes of rhythmic pounding. The ground itself seemed to hum beneath the weight of power, each vibration carrying an undercurrent of energy that felt alive. Elias stood at the very edge of the newly fortified arena, arms folded behind his back, his golden irises gleaming like the light of a twin dawn. His personal AI assistant, Nexus-1, shimmered faintly beside him—a flickering holographic silhouette, its voice clear and calm yet threaded with intrigue. He had long known that the Orcs’ greatest asset was not their brawn alone, nor merely the ceremonial rituals they performed to channel mana—but rather, the uncanny resonance that lived in their collective spirit. It was a song, a chant, a
				C198 – The Verdict of Echoes: A Resounding No Beneath the Falcon Sky
			
 C198 – The Verdict of Echoes: A Resounding No Beneath the Falcon Sky The concept of Absolute Unity Defense, even in its most diluted form among the ordinary Lytaians, was an absurd miracle—an invisible shield dense enough to let its bearer shrug off the crushing weight of an entire mountain’s tantrum. Even if a tonne of jagged rubble were to collapse upon them, the light woven through that barrier would hold, humming like the heartbeat of an ancient rune. To Elias, it was almost mundane now. A simple part of being a citizen of Lyta. A gift coded into every soul that pledged allegiance to his company-nation. In pure calculation, the force of a tonne of debris barely matched a low-tier 1-star spell like [Boulder Throw]. And as long as a Lytaian reached the level of a 2-star practitioner—something nearly every citizen did within their first month—they could walk through collapsing buildings or dive he
				Chapter 199: The Weight of Strength and the Whisper of Shadows
			
 Chapter 199: The Weight of Strength and the Whisper of Shadows Bubbles had inherited one of Elias Holloway’s more peculiar talents—his so-called Golden Nose. It wasn’t a literal nose of gold, sadly, though that would have been easier to explain. Instead, it was the uncanny instinct to smell talent, to sense hidden potential the same way a predator feels weakness in its prey. It wasn’t logical. It was just… right. “Are you certain about this, Bubbles?” Elias asked, watching the violet slime bounce up and down with enthusiasm that could almost be called suspicious. “Absolutely, Master Elias!” The slime’s eyes gleamed with the smug glow of a being who knew something others didn’t. “After pretending to be the snake-charmer sent by the Celestial Being, I learned something amazing! They—every single one of those Orcs—have a natur
				C200 – The Gathering of the Twin Fangs
			
 C200 – The Gathering of the Twin Fangs Elias awoke to the soft but persistent sound of knocking—a rhythm too urgent to be one of the morning maids. His consciousness swam from the calm tides of slumber into sharp focus. He sat up, golden strands of dawn light painting faint lines across the room through the silk curtains. “Sheina?” he muttered groggily as he reached for the nearby robe. When he opened the door, his guess was confirmed. Sheina stood there, her posture stiff, eyes bright with purpose. It was strange seeing her here—at this hour, she was always at the Lyta training grounds, drilling the recruits or sparring against three knights at once. “Lord Elias,” she greeted, bowing slightly but speaking without delay. “A message has arrived from the Orc Chieftains. They request an immediate meeting with all three leaders—yourself,
				Chapter 201 – “Echoes of a Lost Relic Beneath the Falcon Ridge”
			
 Chapter 201 – “Echoes of a Lost Relic Beneath the Falcon Ridge”  --- “They were once the sacred guardians of an ancient relic,” Bubbles began, his voice unusually solemn, his violet scales faintly glowing beneath the flickering torchlight. “A treasure older than the Falcon Ridge itself, passed down from one generation of Chieftains to the next—until an earthquake swallowed it whole. And when the dust settled, both Chieftains were left staring into the abyss where their legacy had vanished.” Elias leaned back in his seat, arms crossed, eyes narrowing as the story unfolded. Bubbles slithered onto the round oak table, his serpentine body tracing lazy circles as if illustrating the spiraling descent of the lost artifact. “After that tragedy, the friendship between the Orcanine and the Orcupine tribes shattered. The two Chief
				C202: Convergence Beneath the Earth’s Pulse
			
C202: Convergence Beneath the Earth’s PulseThe Earth Goddess—or as the ancient tongues whispered, the Resonant Mother of All Soil and Stone—had never felt closer to the Orc tribes than she did in this single trembling breath of the world. For centuries they had chased after a phantom of her warmth, a lingering echo that vanished the day their relic was taken. But now… the pulse had returned.It wasn’t just spiritual. It was physical. The sensation clawed deep into their bones, as if molten gold flowed through their marrow. The two Orc Chieftains—one crowned in coarse fur and fangs, the other bristling with hardened quills—could feel her essence like a heartbeat under their feet. It was as if they stood not upon dirt, but upon her chest, the planet itself breathing with maternal rhythm.The Mithril Artifact before them radiated a brilliance that rivaled the moonlight. It was dense, alive, and thrumming with mana—the type that refused to sit still, the kind that bent reality just by ex
				C203 – The Shadows Beneath the Earth: Awakening of the Orc Tribes
			
C203 – The Shadows Beneath the Earth: Awakening of the Orc TribesElias stood before the gathered Orc Chieftains, the light of the morning bleeding across his shoulders like the first dawn over a long-forgotten battlefield. The scent of damp soil and the echoes of cheering laughter still hung thick in the air—remnants of the night when two rival tribes had, for the first time in generations, set aside the rancor of their ancestors and played together.He didn’t need to give a long speech; the sight alone was enough. Orcupine Orcs and Orcanine Orcs, their rough claws wrapped around wooden bats, their guttural roars mingling into joyous shouts each time someone landed a hit. They drank from the same barrels, tore from the same roasted meats, and cursed the same missed pitches. Even more shocking to their elders—they all fought over the same prize: chocolate.The Chieftains watched, wide-eyed, as Elias replayed the scene for them through the light construct hovering above his palm. “You 
				Chapter 204: The Shadow that Watches Over Lyta
			
Chapter 204: The Shadow that Watches Over Lyta[Superior Sugar Rush]— This divine-grade skill allows the user to ignite their veins with the power of Unity upon the consumption of chocolate, momentarily transcending their natural limitations and achieving a state of unparalleled strength. The surge is fleeting, lasting only until the mana-blood synchronization stabilizes, but within that window, the user’s might becomes something beyond mortal comprehension. Only one activation may occur at a time, but no cooldown governs its reuse—once one’s body can endure another surge, the heavens themselves will not object.It was a universal gift bestowed upon every single Lytaians—be they engineers bending mana into circuits, farmers coaxing life from mana-rich soil, or musicians weaving harmony into living sound. The skill was both offense and lifeline; a last, desperate trump card capable of turning ordinary men into warriors when the situation demanded survival.Now, every citizen under the
				C205 — Moonlit Shadows and the Greed of Men
			
C205 — Moonlit Shadows and the Greed of Men  The night draped itself across the forest like a velvet shroud, and the campfire, once crackling with life, had dwindled to a faint ember that pulsed softly in the chill air. After sharing bowls of thick soup and tearing through loaves of crusted bread still warm from the flames, the merchants of Lyta and their quiet protector began to retire into their tents.  Elias sat at the edge of the dying fire, his expression unreadable. His mind wandered briefly to the grand halls of Neo Orcus, that crystalline city humming beneath the Holloway banner—a world away from the calm wilderness surrounding them. He exhaled slowly, ready to dissolve his presence into his private sanctum and rest. Yet, before he could fade from the material world, something—soft, sinister, and out of rhythm—brushed against his hearing.  “...jackpot…they don’t have any security with them…”  “…they look like merchants too. Their carriage looked to be full of money ready t