“Those old fogies are always being so serious.” A young woman with delicate, immature features pouted. She couldn’t have been more than 15 or 16 years old, but her disposition was definitely much younger than that.
After going through so many mass teleportations, only to be told they had to fight against such a weak quadrant, these pampered geniuses couldn’t help but feel discontented. It had already taken them days to get over that nauseous feeling.
“Take this seriously, Tove.” A young man who looked about 19 spoke sternly. Despite his size and look, he too was no more than 15. The difference was that he was the youngest grandson of Head Nova, so he had no choice but to take on a stoic personality to live up to his family’s status.
As for the young girl, she was from a relatively weak family compared to the rest, but her talent was such that many of the upper echelon families had long since been courting her for marriage.
Almost as if on cue, several male voices hopped in to defend the delicate belle that was Tove from the young Nova Prince’s “vicious” words. However, Tove’s glare sent them all falling back. It was clear she was more intent on listening to Prince Nova’s words than that of the others.
“Get ready. We’ll be teleporting directly to the Epistemic Tower the mont the portal opens. We set this formation up long ago for this day, so let’s hope for a swift victory. If we’re lucky, we won’t have to face any enemies at all.” The young prince let the words thrown at him roll off his shoulders.
“Who died and made you leader?” A short but stocky young man muttered, clearly unhappy. It seed he hadn’t inherited his grandfather’s massive, three-ter-tall figure, making him look more like a dwarf than anything else. Still, his understanding of the Profound Earth Sect’s core teachings, given his level, were the best of his generation.
Tove rolled her eyes. “Were your ears stuffed with rocks? He was nad leader just 5 minutes ago you’re your mory really so bad? Unless, you’re wishing death upon your own grandfather?” Tove feigned shock. “Oh my, I wonder how he’d react to that?”
The stocky youth’s face hardened and for a mont, he really did look like he was made of rocks.
At that mont, the innocent giggling of a relatively quiet little girl broke the tension of atmosphere.
Still, she was so embarrassed to have suddenly beco the center of attention that she quickly hid behind Tove, gripping onto the hems of her skirt.
Tove couldn’t help but shake her head and smile wryly. This little girl was the youngest princess of the Sona family which matched families like the Ceres and Nova family, not to ntion the Profound Earth Sect, in prestige. Yet she clung to the robes of a relative commoner like her.
No one, not even the rock-like stocky youth had the heart to get angry at her, so the argunts simply ca to an end with a thankful smile from Prince Nova.
“Let’s go.”
The mont the portal appeared, the few hundred thousand of them stepped through, imdiately clenching their teleportation arrays and crushing them the instant the gate’s landscape ca into view.
**
“Form up! Align yourselves with your respective families and sects, it’ll be more efficient to fight along side those whose abilities you understand.” Prince Nova’s voice carried over the battlefield.
From Prince Nova’s understanding, there were about 40 or so various clans and sects within their 99 universes, none of whom were allowed to control more than one or two universes at once. As a result, even the best clans and sects among them could only be categorized as low-level King God Clans/Sects.
Still, it was because there were so many of them that Prince Nova’s plan of action was the best. There hadn’t been nearly enough ti to gain a thorough understanding of everyone, so he could only hope for the best and rely on their trump cards.
As for this gate, it had a much different environnt than what Dyon might be accustod to.
In Dyon’s ho universe, the main gate was a combination of mountainous regions coupled with valleys. The only exception was the imdiate area around the Epistemic Tower that was surrounded by a thick forest that led to a massive several kiloter deep drop off. Of course, this didn’t ntion the fact that the surrounding area was also laden with spatial traps that could rip soone apart from the faintest of touches.
The Golden Fla Quadrant’s main gate was far livelier. Filled with vibrant colors and flas, not to ntion various creatures. The only reason it didn’t seem so was because the largest fight took place as Purple Fla Tower which was surrounded by a poisonous fog.
Simply put, the liveliness of a gate was dependent on the universe it was capable of drawing its energy from during its “maintenance periods” and the dangers surrounding their various towers.
Obviously, the Universe Cathedral was filled with not only vast amount of energy, but soul energy, specifically. This made the gates it was attached to seem to breathe with a life of its own. It was almost a sha to battle here.
However, in this peaceful, luscious green land, there were hidden dangers everywhere. Because soul energy was filled with vibrant life force, the vegetation of this gate were almost entirely sentient… In the end, the seemingly beautiful forests around them were akin to gorgeous sirens, beckoning them to crash their boats.
Still, Prince Nova looked toward the looming, thick black pillar in the distance with determination in his eyes. He had always wanted to pit his genius against those titled genius of the Epistemic Tower… Maybe this would finally be his excuse to.
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