As soon as they realized the threat, the Celestials immediately sent their representatives to this place. The place is in the far east part of The Nexus of Creation. Now they call this place the Far East.
Some of them took turns guarding this place. Some others chose to stay in this place since the wall anomaly was first discovered.
Because of that, right now The All Territory was experiencing turmoil due to the absence of several Celestials in their domain.
World Masters know very little about this information. They only knew that something was upsetting the Celestials so they sent their Guardians to this place as good deed. Even though the Celestials didn't ask them to do that.
Uriel's eyes scanned what was around her. She realized that it wasn't only her who had a restless face and look at this situation. Several Celestials from other domains were also staring at the black wall with eyes as agitated as hers.
"I heard you just had something bad," Gabriel said from beside her.
"Yes," replied Uriel, briefly.
"The party you sent was massacred by mysterious people?"
"Yeah. Maybe they're from that group called the Resistance you mention before."
"Now do you believe me?" he asked.
"Yeah, after three of my followers died and the tome I wanted to have was stolen," Uriel gave Gabriel an irritated look. "Now I believe."
Gabriel turned to her and made an apologetic face. "I'm sorry."
Uriel waved her hand as if to dismiss this discussion.
"Michael isn't here yet?" Uriel asked, changing the subject of their conversation.
"No." Gabriel shook his head.
"Why hasn't he been here when the situation here is already like this?"
"You know we can't guess his thoughts." Gabriel made a troubled expression. "Or... you want to talk to him? Make him come here?"
Uriel snorted. "No way."
Even for Uriel, an Archangel who is called the deadliest and fiercest Archangel, there is a figure that she is so afraid of and she doesn't want to mess with.
He is none other than Archangel Michael. A mysterious Archangel figure who rarely does anything. However, when Michael decides to act, there will be nothing left but destruction.
In fact, it was his actions that rarely caused trouble that made all the Celestials restrain from looking for trouble with him or even just talking to him.
No one can guess Michael's way of thinking, what things does he like, and how to make a good relationship with him? No one knows for sure about that even his fellow Archangel.
But all Archangels acknowledge his power. He was the strongest among them. Because of that, his presence here would make the Archangels become reassured.
Suddenly, ripples formed on the pitch-black wall. All the Celestials present were aware of that and they were alerted.
"They're coming," said Gabriel.
"Yeah." Uriel opened her wings and soared towards her troops. She unsealed her sword in the air and landed in front of her troops.
What burst out from within the walls was a horde of black creatures as black as the walls that took them out.
Their forms vary. Some are humanoid in shape, some others look like beasts that come from a combination of several animals.
Around their bodies came thick black smoke and mysterious tendrils of black material.
They don't have a figure that looks like a leader. They move based on orders coming from whatever entity is behind the black wall.
The black creatures just stayed in front of the wall after coming out. They fell silent and stared at the Celestials.
The absence of a face or eyes made it impossible for the Celestials to guess why they always did that after emerging from the wall. Their silence made the Celestials feel even more anxious even when they had seen it all so many times.
Some of the Celestials chose to stay silent and wait until they were charged here instead of going ahead. But some of the other Celestials who are hot-blooded and like fighting are always eager to go ahead and kill.
However, the closer they got to the wall, they felt a strange pressure that they couldn't explain. And finally, because they didn't know what it was, the Celestials chose to retreat.
After that, they all thought that staying as far away from the black wall as possible when fighting those strange creatures was the best choice.
Without a clear signal, suddenly the black creatures started running toward them. Not even the sound of their feet hitting the ground could be heard, nor was there the war cry that usually came out when a large army charged together.
This situation also made the Celestials feel even more anxious.
The Celestials readied their resistance. Flashes of power from various kinds of powerful beings filled the place. Thick and unbelievably strong Mana Pressure filled the place. If any normal creatures were in that place, they would simply freeze or even die instantly due to the immense Mana pressure.
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Clyde had been waiting for thirty minutes in the chair by the lake. He didn't feel annoyed even though he had waited a long time for Maethion. It was because he was feeling at peace after a long time as he gazed at the mirror-like calm waters of the lake.
Clyde didn't know he needed something like this. Previously all that was in his head was to keep fighting and gaining strength.
But it turns out that occasionally not thinking about anything like right now isn't bad either. He just had to stare blankly ahead without thinking anything of it.
However, that doesn't mean Clyde wants to be in this position forever. He must act if he wants revenge and wants to know about his power of system.
Most likely, it all has something to do with God Shiva. The God of Destruction who was so renowned for his astonishing power.
He just had to know why he was chosen.
"Sorry for the long wait," said Maethion, who had come in suddenly and sat down next to Clyde.
"I see you managed to get it." Maethion looked down at the black-covered book in Clyde's lap. "Did he give you guys a hard time?"
"Not really," said Clyde.
Clyde's answer made Maethion look at him with raised eyebrows. "Oh? So what that old man didn't give you any trouble?"
"He wasn't as bad as I thought when he believed it was you who sent us."
Maethion laughed. "Right. Our relationship is good so once he knew I sent you, he wouldn't do anything more than he already did."
Clyde handed the book to Mathion and asked. "Did you know that Olaflyn has already met a member of the Order of Mindweaver?"
"Of course," Maethion said. "So what? Did he tell you about that too? And about the Celestials backing the Order?"
Clyde nodded.
Maethion shrugged. "And then what? Even if we know that we can't use that information for anything, right?"
Clyde looked forward again and sighed. "Yeah."
"What are you planning?" Maethion realized that something was on Clyde's mind.
"Nothing. I'm just curious." Clyde shrugged. His flat face always made it difficult for Maethion to figure out what was in his head.
"Alright." Maethion stood up after getting his book.
"Tell me what you found in the book when you finished reading it," said Clyde.
Maethion snorted. "I'll see you later."
After that Maethion walked away from that place leaving Clyde who still wanted to look at the lake quietly.
'Maybe a little bit more...' thought Clyde, permeating this calm atmosphere.
He decided to spend a few minutes - maybe hours - in this place before returning to his living quarters.
After all, there was no situation that made him have to rush.
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The next day comes and Clyde wakes up with a knock on the door. He yawned and walked to the door and opened it.
Clyde was quite surprised to see Samuel standing in front of his bedroom door. When he glanced at the clock on the wall, it was only six in the morning.
"What is it?" Clyde asked.
"Let's do some practice together," Samuel replied.
Clyde frowned. "What do you mean?"
"We've got an expedition in a bit. I just wanted to make sure how far my strength has grown with you."
Clyde thought that it was just a waste of time. Because he was clearly going to dominate Samuel no matter how hard he trained.
"Why don't you practice with someone else?" said Clyde.
"You are the strongest in this Fortress. I want to test my strength with you," said Samuel. "If I fight you and defeat you, I will know that I am strong enough for the next expedition."
Clyde cocked his head to the side. "And what if you lost?"
Samuel shrugged, trying to give the impression that it wasn't a problem. "Then I just have to train even harder."
Feeling that Samuel would go on a dangerous expedition, Clyde felt that he had nothing to lose in helping him.
"Alright." Clyde nodded. "I'm going to take a shower first."
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This 𝓬ontent is taken from fre𝒆webnove(l).𝐜𝐨𝗺