Damian had no idea how Transcendents had normal first-ranker and second-ranker wives—for them at least, not caring about hurting one another made it so much more enjoyable.
Even with Reize, Damian had to be extra careful with his increased stats. With Lucian, there were no such issues. Along with everything else, even their urges were greatly enhanced after becoming a third ranker, but then again, they also had greater ability to control their emotions. Only a great personal imbalance could make them go out of control, like it had happened with the princess of Faerunia—and another was Moondancer when he killed Threadripper.
The next day, in the big auditorium he had built in the Sanctum, Damian called the eting of officials and inford everyone what they were going to do tomorrow. As expected, the end of war—a definitive and conclusive fight with the demons with overwhelming numbers of Transcendents—and the peace treaty were all things greatly welcod by all. The distribution of prebuilt waygate points did make so of them start murmuring—but it wasn't a Keeper thing or Sanctuary-owned thing. The waygate points were his own runic tech, and on that, no one had any say other than him.
Everyone volunteered to join the last battle. The Transcendents were all needed, and an army was not exactly necessary, but it was a great chance to gain experience. A few thousand wouldn't make a difference; half their army was already there, and a few more would only make the chances of more people surviving better.
Damian only allowed for second-rankers and first-rankers with at least two jobs to join—and made it volunteer-based. n were not truly needed; it was just for the experience.
That day, Damian just improved on his new runic lab to prepare—flying far to get good stone and then polishing it and placing it on the floor of the runic lab. The walls and ceiling, Damian just used a steel layer. It wasn't good with temperature, but he also added vents with runic inscriptions to take cool air from outside and throw all the hot air outside. With these, it was at least a workable lab now.
He made a few things that might co in handy, such as Lucian's request to add a waygate and wormhole spell in her soul-bound sword. Damian also added a custom high-pressure wind spell to dispel any fire spells, which she usually faced against her ice. Einar also wanted to have a waygate on her Sacrium sword targeting Evrin to always have her in reach. Sam also asked to add Grace's waygate on his sword, seeing that. Considering what all of them had gone through—he agreed to do it.
For himself, Damian made a simple Sacrum sword. He had a spear—two, at that—but not a good sword. He had tasked Evrin to get so Sacrium from Eldoris in exchange for so of the mana stones he had accumulated in the lava zone of the pign world. Einar, Evrin, and Grace had sold theirs to Eldoris as well when they needed money for themselves or the Sanctuary. He did not trade much, just one high-grade spatial storage full of mixed mana stones. He had over six such storages of them, two of which were just full of pure emperor-rank mana stones.
Just one mixed high-rank storage had bought him a half-filled advanced-rank spatial storage full of Sacrium. Even though Eldoris knew why he was buying this, they did not give any unreasonable terms. Buying Sacrium from other sources was not that hard either, but having so much in such a short ti was sothing only a royalty of a kingdom could do. Evrin did ntion the Queen's wish—that he would make sothing for them too. He could na his own price.
Having more indestructible weapons in this world was not a very pleasing thing for him, but guess he could make a few simple ones. Not like just because of him, the world was going to stop using the weapons or making them. More than the spells, the toughness of the Sacrum tal itself was coveted in a fight of high-level individuals such as peak second-ranker knights or third-rankers.
Damian kept his own sword also empty after shaping it and adding a handle. More than making a sword, he needed a spell that could sowhat shield against chaos elent spells. His air shield, invisible box, and golden shield spell he had learned from Asher could sowhat do that, but they still got eroded if chaos spells were used for a long ti on them.
The two chaos spells he had learned from Lucian and Maelor were able to do that. In fact, even Sacrum was sowhat affected if it was in contact with the chaos elent for a long ti—losing its effectiveness in containing mana.
All seven elents had so natural defense against at least one other elent. Like fire and water, wind and earth, even light and dark. Only chaos was such a thing that was annoying to say the least. Space-ti spells were not really the opposite of chaos. In fact, many people believed space-ti and chaos elents were sowhat related.
Damian too would have believed that if he couldn't see the distinction of their runic circle spell colors. The dark elent was black, chaos was light black with a reddish rusty hue to it, and space-ti was dark with purple in mix.
The only counter Damian could think of was the raw mana structures and aura. Raw mana structure had all seven elents mixed in it and was not easy to control or have a will over at all—only monsters like Land-breaker, who were centuries old, could exert such control over their own mana. He was sowhat an exception.
His beginning skills of Eyes of Truth and World-Shaper Hands had such cheat-like side effects that made his body oversensitive with mana—after reaching transcendence and above, the biggest gain an individual had was the fine control over one's mana. And he had that from the beginning.
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