2025-06-15 01:16:09Chapter 86 – Whispers Beneath the Crimson Veil
The arrival was nothing short of a spectacle.One after another, the crimson-clad buses rumbled to a halt before the colossal spires of Atrihea City, disgorging hundreds of eager students onto the bustling streets. Their vibrant red uniforms — a striking banner of youthful vitality — contrasted sharply against the city’s sleek metallic hues and shimmering glass.Curious onlookers gathered, eyes wide and mouths agape. The sheer volume of these young faces, each brimming with untapped potential and raw eagerness, stirred a mixture of astonishment and respect. To the untrained eye, they were just students, but to those who understood the undercurrents of power and ambition, these youths were the seedlings of the future—some perhaps fated to wield unimaginable strength.Leading the procession was the principal of Echelon Academy, a bald man with a commanding presence, whose gaze swept over the crowd like
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Chapter 96 — Conclave of Wits
Chapter 96 — Conclave of WitsA cavernous hall buzzed with restless anticipation, the sharp scent of polished wood and faint traces of chalk dust lingering in the stale air. At the heart of BB City High School, an arena of intellect and rivalry was about to unfold.“WELCOME, SCHOLARS, TO THE CONCLAVE OF WITS!” boomed a commanding voice, reverberating across the expansive chamber.The crowd stilled, hundreds of students frozen mid-whisper, eyes fixed on the grand stage dominating the room’s center. The stage itself was a marvel of sleek, transparent materials—two podiums stood opposite each other, their surfaces gleaming with embedded crystal-like panels glowing faintly. Between them, a colossal screen hovered suspended from the ceiling, flickering softly, awaiting its command.The first podium held a circle of translucent seats that looked more like simulators than mere chairs, designed for those about to clash in cerebral combat. Above, the scree
Chapter 95 – The Mask That Hides All Things
Chapter 95 – The Mask That Hides All Things“This one here,” the elderly vendor said, holding up the third mask as if it held the weight of ancient stories, “takes the form of a fox. That alone should speak volumes. Foxes, in the Old Dominion myths, were seen as messengers to the spirits—sometimes guides, sometimes deceivers.”The man’s voice rasped like dry paper as he continued, eyes gleaming beneath his heavy brows. “They say these masks were used in rites of offering. To commune with gods, spirits, creatures long thought forgotten. They wore these not to hide—but to become. To become worthy of their gods' attention. Blessings came, sometimes... other times, curses wrapped in silk.”A pause.Then a grin spread over the old man’s leathery face, something like mischief dancing there. “But the other meaning... well, that’s the one most folk whisper about. It’s a fox. Cunning, clever, a liar’s face and a hero’s soul. Tricksters wore these when they
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Chapter 93 - Relics Beneath the Veil
Chapter 93 - Relics Beneath the VeilAfter the blast within the ancient ship, the students were swiftly herded to another section of BB City—one known not for violence or hidden weapons, but for something far more subtle: history.Max Vale sat at the back of the bus, quiet, though his name was anything but. The students buzzed like electric wires, hissing out rumors and praise, obsessed with what he had done."He absorbed the beam!""He said it wasn’t that strong, but I swear that thing could've leveled a building!""You think he’s like, indestructible or something?"Max kept his gaze fixed out the window, feigning disinterest. But inside, thoughts were coiling like serpents.He hadn’t expected the ancient spacecraft to be powered up—hell, no one had. The damn thing had been dormant for centuries, and yet, the moment that alien energy surged... something inside him responded.If I didn’t have the defense glyph m
Chapter 92 – The Engine's Judgment
Chapter 92 – The Engine's Judgment[Powerflow Initiation Engaged.]Max Vale's pupils narrowed as the glowing glyph etched into his mind pulsed to life."Oh, come on... not now," he muttered, barely above a whisper, teeth grinding together in frustration. His fists clenched involuntarily. The Xeon System was moving again. But it wasn't time. He hadn't commanded it. Not here.Before the tour guide could say another word, a tremor of pure mana surged across the engine room.The chamber—constructed like the inside of a dormant metallic beast—suddenly roared to life.A massive cylindrical structure, part of what looked like an ancient tank engine core, vibrated violently. Electrical arcs danced along its armored spine like awakened serpents, and with a sudden pulse of energy, a violet glow bled from every groove and seam.All the trainees and instructors turned to look.Shock.Terror."This place wa
Chapter 91 - Relic of the Lost Dominion
Chapter 91 - Relic of the Lost Dominion"You really have changed..." Matilda muttered, her voice barely audible, as if the words slipped past her lips without permission.Max Vale sat with his shoulders relaxed but his eyes razor-sharp, gazing at her with such unwavering focus that it unnerved her. Matilda felt her throat tighten under his unblinking stare. There was no hint of the meek boy from BB City left in him—not in the way he looked at her, not in the tone of his voice, and certainly not in the weight of his silence."You're not trash anymore," she finally said, voice clipped as she turned her face away. "At least not in the way everyone used to think."Max didn’t answer immediately. He returned his gaze to the sea of clouds beyond the shuttle window. His reflection, clear against the glass, showed a calm he didn’t feel."I don’t know what you think you’re talking about," he replied flatly.Matilda's eyes narrowed. "Still
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