And So It Begins
Now, Christopher wasn't dumb.
He knew if he wasn't careful, his Dinsion could sustain serious damage, or worse, be destroyed.
If that happened, his life wouldn't be guaranteed.
But he also wasn't making this decision hastily.
Rember. The ti dilation effect of his Dinsion was 4:1, so four days inside only equated to a single day outside.
As such, Christopher had a lot more ti on his hands than most people. And he didn't spend it just sitting around twiddling his thumbs.
He considered a lot of things when he had this idea, made a lot of calculations, and even consulted the system which was far more knowledgeable than most entities in the world. And when he asked if his plan was feasible, it said only three words.
[It isn't impossible.]
That was all he needed to hear.
'If the chances are low, I'll make them higher. If there's only a 0.1% chance of success, I'll make it 99.9%.' He thought calmly.
Even now that he was still subtly weaving fate, his mind was still split to attend to other matters. He may have obtained his power by a stroke of luck, but no one had any right to call him lazy.
***
Titus was feeling slightly out of it.
Imdiately he regained consciousness and had his Mana recovered to a certain degree, he was imdiately pulled into so very intense training with his siblings.
Everything was moving so fast and he could barely keep up. Still he mostly understood what was happening.
'Thousands of Void Creatures? I didn't see the one my siblings fought because I was unconscious. But all I know is that they would have died if they hadn't been saved by Master's subordinate.' He thought as he faced off against Curtis.
He was currently going all out, using his newest form to combat his brother. And he was getting suppressed heavily.
Curtis didn't move from his spot and simply had his chain move around his body, but despite that, Titus had only been able to get close twice out of dozens of attacks. The Chain was simply too good at covering whatever opening could have appeared and left Titus with little to no room to advance.
Moreover, it was fast, and Titus, despite being in his peak state, was barely able to dodge incoming attacks. And whenever he had to deflect a strike, he felt pressure on his bones that made him reminiscent of his fight with Richard.
In short, he was close to being bullied.
But he wasn't a Darius for no reason.
'There is a pattern.' He noticed.
The Chain passively floated around Curtis, and whenever Titus got close, it would lash out. But that wasn't all as even when he wasn't close, the weapon was undulating at incredible speeds in preparation for his advance, whatever angle he ca from.
It was simple, but extrely effective.
'At my stage, no amount of speed is gonna help . I was only able to get close those last two tis because he let .' Titus thought calmly as he avoided a rain of whipping attacks from the chain.
Then he suddenly changed direction and dashed in.
Imdiately he did, the chain whipped at him as it had before. But he made no attempt to dodge.
'Here goes!' He felt terrified and excited in his heart.
His body suddenly radiated golden light, and for a mont, he seed to have beco a man of light.
And amazingly, when Nova reached him, it passed straight through his body.
Titus progressed unimpeded and in an instant, he was in front of Curtis.
The light then shifted to his sword and without hesitation or holding back, he Swung his sword heavily at Curtis' neck.
However, just inches away from making contact, the blade stopped and shook.
"Is that a new spell you developed?" Curtis asked with a trace of curiosity and stared at his brother who strained to move.
Nova had bound him tightly and firmly, preventing him from moving another inch no matter how much he strained or poured Mana into his limbs.
"Co… on!" He yelled, but it was to no avail, he lost.
Finally sighed and went limp in the chains and Curtis looked slightly amused. Find more to read at empire
"You did good." Curtis said and cancelled Nova's summon and Titus landed on his feet and huffed.
"I got close that ti." He mumbled and Curtis smiled slightly.
"Yeah you did." He nodded
"Hm, that was a cute performance." Suddenly, a lodious voice echoed out and the siblings turned to see the source.
Belladonna, who had actually been watching from the side, was leaning against the wall with her arms folded under her bust. She still wore her mask, but her battledress was gone and was replaced with a very pretty and elegant red dress that was neither too indecent nor too pure.
"Lady Crimson." Curtis said with a respectful nod while Titus bowed.
"Elder Disciple." He said with so reverence.
"Hm." Belladonna just humd and pushed off the wall and approached them.
"You two are training quite hard. Scared of sothing?" She asked with a slightly teasing voice.
"It's in preparation for the attack, Lady Crimson." Curtis answered calmly and Titus suddenly felt a bit nervous.
Even though Belladonna said she'd deal with it, the Empire was still preparing heavily for the attack. Even if they were simply being cautious, it was a bit disrespectful as it was basically them saying that they didn't believe she could resolve the issue on her own.
Which they didn't.
So Titus was a bit nervous. What if she got mad.
"Aw, you guys are still scared of losing?" She spoke, but her tone was surprisingly calm. In fact, it was almost… teasing.
"Respectful, Lady Crimson, it's better to be prepared for anything than to be complacent and suffer for it." Curtis spoke calmly and Belladonna nodded.
"You aren't wrong. Still, I'm just thinking about how annoying it will be to start redoing all the logistics after the battle is over. How tragic." She sighed dramatically and Titus noticed Curtis' eye twitch.
'It's strange though. She's very playful, but even I can tell that she's terrifyingly dangerous. And yet she doesn't do anything too drastic and isn't… spontaneous.' Titus thought.
He shouldn't have been surprised though, Christopher was probably one of the calst people he knew. Rarely could he find soone who seed so unbuttered with... virtually anything. So was it really so odd that his subordinates would be equally calm? Despite having their own quirks?
Then again Christopher did almost nuke the continent, but itbwas made clear he had proper control over his magic and had no intention to harm anyone besides his targets. So it was alright in Titus' eyes.
At that mont, Belladonna suddenly looked at him and he resisted the urge to shudder. There was no malice in her gaze, but simply being looked at gave him the feeling of being stared at by a terrifying predator.
"You've been giving your Elder Disciple lots of stares. Have sothing to say little brother?" She asked with her usual teasing voice and Titus felt his face redden.
"Cough. Well, I was wondering… what's… Master doing these days?" He asked while scratching the back of his head.
Naturally, he now knew that Christopher and The Drear were the sa person. And when he heard the news, he was shocked, and understandably so.
His master was strong, but he had no idea that he was simply so strong that he was probably even more powerful than the Emperor. After all, according to his Father, he had faced a fully grown dragon in a 1 on 1 and utterly bullied his opponent into submission.
As such, he felt weird. His respect for Christopher had grown massively, but he also felt strange. Like he'd been underestimating him sohow.
"Oh? He's doing sothing important. In fact, he's probably playing the most vital role in this situation." Belladonna spoke with a carefree tone and Titus looked forward, not really expecting her to give an answer.
Even Curtis looked curious. He was naturally interested in the being that had sent this powerful woman to save him and his siblings.
"Really? What kind of role?" Titus asked.
"I can't really say little brother. But what I will say is that things are going to get very interesting very soon." She chuckled.
She along with the rest of Christopher's subordinates knew that Christopher was playing with fate to achieve his goals and they knew their roles well.
However, they didn't know why Christopher didn't just go to the Voidwalker's main base to deal with them. But when he said that he had a reason, they didn't bother to question him.
He was already quite mysterious in many ways. There was no point in trying. Besides, they'd know when the ti ca.
'And speaking of.' Belladonna looked up, and a mont later, a loud siren began to sound.
'Seems like we're about to get started.'
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