Chapter 263 Chapter261-Relic Battlefield
Windsor's perspective was truly an eye-opener.
Yet, in this world, it wasn't unique. Many races held a reverence for the strong, with the majority of resources within a community often dominated by the powerful.
However, while the Dragon race revered strength, it wasn't as pronounced in their behavior.
In response to Ethan's question, Windsor candidly said, "It's the legacy of the Rainbow Dragons."
"Legacy?" Ethan mused, perplexed.
Would such a thing really be part of a dragon's legacy?
Windsor then began to explain...
Half an hour later, through Windsor's account, Ethan came to understand the situation.
The Rainbow Dragons were among the High Dragonkin within the Dragon community.
However, compared to other dragons, they were not particularly adept at combat but leaned more towards a supportive role.
This made the Rainbow Dragons somewhat less favored compared to other High Dragons.
Hence, a problem arose.
The number of Rainbow Dragons was dwindling.
Propagation and survival have always been fundamental for every race, and dragons were no exception.
So, from the very moment Windsor laid eyes on Ethan, she had this idea in mind—
To co-create a powerful offspring with Ethan.
But this was Windsor's perspective, not necessarily Ethan's.
"Windsor, about that..."
Seeing Windsor's hopeful expression, the words of refusal reached the tip of Ethan's tongue, but he couldn't bring himself to voice them.
"Never mind. Just come back with me for now."
That was the best resolution Ethan could come up with at the moment.
Soon after, Ethan stepped through the space gate, and after a moment's hesitation, Windsor followed.
Dark Lord City, Dungeon Zone, Ninth Level.
Ethan materialized, with Windsor's figure appearing moments later. Her luminous eyes roved curiously, taking in the surrounding scenery.
"Such a masterful application of spatial power. It's my first time seeing something like this."
Windsor remarked with admiration.
Ethan offered a modest smile, feeling a slight sense of pride, as the space mirror magic and space key magic here were his creations.
"Would you like me to show you around?"
He inquired.
Windsor nodded in agreement. Just then, Mia and Victor rushed over. From her very first glance at Windsor, Mia sensed an uncommon bond between her and Ethan.
"It's no wonder that Lord Ethan always attracts beautiful admirers wherever he goes."
Mia mused, without a hint of jealousy.
Victor noticed as well but refrained from asking.
Instead, he updated Ethan on recent developments. "...The chamber of commerce we established has successfully forged routes to Dark Lord City and Blue Sea City, and we've executed several trades."
"Lana Mokos has also set up her chamber of commerce."
"Moreover, with the tacit approval of Lana Mokos, many caravans formed by the Dark Lord have entered Dark Lord City for trade. It seems Lana Mokos has some ulterior motives, but we're not yet sure of her exact intentions."
After hearing Victor's report, Ethan fell deep in thought. Lana Mokos wasn't one to remain content with the status quo.
Even though she appeared inactive for now, Ethan was certain she was brewing some plan.
"Let's leave this matter for now and give it some time," Ethan instructed.
At present, he had more pressing matters to attend to.
After Victor left, Ethan asked Mia to guide Windsor to a room to rest.
Meanwhile, he retreated to his own chambers and began to pore over the space magic cultivation notes that Oberlis had handed to him.
"The notes Aisya left behind..." Murmured Ethan as he flipped open the notes.
This set of annotations was entirely different from the cultivation guides he'd previously encountered.
The details within covered various intricacies of space magic. At a mere glance, Ethan found himself thoroughly engrossed.
The structure of space, the etchings of space magic runes...
Every facet of space was grasped by Ethan, clearing many of his uncertainties and granting him a sense of profound enlightenment.
At this moment, an anomaly arose in the four Languages of Nature he had comprehended.
Originally, only four existed, but beside the Soul Language of Nature, a new one began to emerge.
The design of this Language of Nature was intricate, appearing like a fleeting illusion, as if it didn't truly exist.
Yet, when he concentrated, Ethan could sense its sharp essence, as though it sought to rend souls asunder.
This was the very characteristic of space.
Space encompasses everything, even the world resides within it.
While all beings live in space, only those possessing the talent for space can truly perceive its existence.
It appears ethereal, yet it is real. And the fracturing of space is exceedingly sharp, capable of obliterating everything.
"It's a pity... I can't fully manifest the Space Language of Nature. The power this Language holds is too immense. Only by stepping into the deity realm might I have a chance," he thought.
"Nevertheless, my understanding has greatly expanded. At the very least, the next time I meet Oberlis, my prowess in space magic will surely astonish him."
Imagining the surprised expression on Oberlis's face, a smile crept onto Ethan's features.
And with that, Ethan continued to lose himself in the depths of space knowledge.
Time swiftly lapsed, a month passing in the blink of an eye.
Dark Lord City thrived even more, and under the rule of the Azure Empire, the Eastern Shore region began to flourish.
Even the Dark Lords, once agents of destruction, now focused intently on the development of their territories.
Everything seemed to be progressing in a favorable direction.
At this juncture, the Devil Guild's assembly convened once again.
With a casual gesture, Ethan opened a space gate and stepped through.
Upon entering the conference hall, a swarm of Devil Guild members converged around him, their faces marked with a blend of curiosity and amusement. "Ethan," they began, voices overlapping, "we heard you vanquished a deity?"
"Oberlis mentioned that under his guidance, you grasped the Power of Rules - a force only deities can command - and subsequently defeated a formidable deity."
"Ethan..."
Questions poured in, their tones light and teasing.
Without a second thought, Ethan knew who had spilled the beans. None other than Oberlis could be responsible for this.
"Oberlis!" Ethan suddenly called out.
He spotted the culprit, Oberlis, emerging sheepishly from a space gate.
"Ha!" Oberlis chuckled, approaching.
Without pause, he quipped, "Ethan, you two go ahead and chat. I just remembered some business I need to attend to. I'll skip this gathering."
With that, Oberlis promptly activated a space gate, intending to make a swift exit.
Yet, after several attempts, he found himself rooted to the spot.
What on earth was happening?
He turned around, only to see Ethan grinning at him, amusement clear in his eyes.
With disbelief evident in his voice, Oberlis exclaimed, "Ethan, is this your doing?"
Ethan simply smiled, "Oberlis, how does it feel?"
Upon hearing this, Oberlis let out a resigned sigh, his eyes still filled with incredulity.
"I never realized your talent for space magic was so profound," Oberlis acknowledged in admiration.
Ethan gave a knowing chuckle, then took a seat beside Oriel. Oberlis, for his part, no longer seemed eager to depart.
In no time, all members of the Devil Guild had assembled.
Rose took her place at the head of the long table, her face still obscured by a mask, and promptly announced the start of the gathering.
The routine trade and information exchanges yielded nothing particularly novel.
The only thing that genuinely piqued Ethan's interest was Oriel unveiling a new rare plant, one that could accelerate one's magical progression—a treasure of immeasurable value.
At the same time, Oriel had a request.
"Ethan," he began, "I'd like to commission you to sell the Flamefruit and the Magic Fruit."
The latter, the Magic Fruit, was the name Oriel had bestowed upon this new specimen.
Naturally, Ethan was not inclined to refuse Oriel's proposal.
His chamber of commerce was in its nascent stages of growth, and there was a pressing need for distinctive products to carve out a competitive edge.
Oriel's cultivated fruits couldn't have come at a better time.
An hour later, the members of the Devil Guild wrapped up their conversations and began to depart.
Just as Ethan was about to leave, Rose's voice resonated within his mind, "Ethan, wait a moment. I have something to discuss with you."
Consequently, Ethan stayed behind.
Only when the room had emptied did Rose finally speak, "Ethan, are you familiar with the Relic Battlefield?"
"Relic Battlefield? What is that?" It was Ethan's first time hearing of it.
Rose didn't answer immediately.
Instead, she retrieved the Heart of the City that Ethan had given her and began, "After our last meeting, I activated the Heart of the City. I discovered some information within it that might prove beneficial to you."
"Consider this my way of expressing gratitude," she added. She then shared the attribute panel displayed by the Heart of the City.
The panel Rose revealed was strikingly different from that of the Dark Lord City, especially in the last section of special notes.
It made Ethan instantly comprehend why Rose had broached the topic with such gravity.
It was an allure too irresistible for anyone to decline.
Having said that, Rose proceeded to share the display of the Heart of the City with Ethan.
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