Reaper of the Martial World

Chapter Book 12: 44: First2

Book 12: Chapter 44: First2

The world Dyon entered was completely unexpected.

From the outside, one would assume from the mountain’s current state that every path it could possibly have on the inside was filled to the brim with lava doing its best to burst through. But, this wasn’t the case at all.

Dyon dropped down into a winding and steep path of about three meters in diameter. Compared to the side of the mountain in question, it was even smaller by comparison to a capillary in the human body.

What Dyon realized when he was scanning was that the mountain was filled with these branching paths. Some of them were connected, some of them were independent, and there were some connected branches that were independent from other connected branches.

The eruptions happening across this nameless bubble world weren’t random at all. Or rather, they were, but not in the way many thought.

There were certain portions of this mountain that were erupting, but not every vein was experiencing this.

The very same veins that started at the top of Mount Volaire branched out all across the bubble world. And, only in the locations where pressure was building up would you have an eruption.

To make a complex matter simple, Dyon had essentially entered one of the branches without much pressure built at all. As a result, instead of the vein being filled to the brim with molten lava as one might expect, it was instead barely filled to 10% capacity.

As though it was a normal river of water, Dyon surfed a defensive array down the stream of lava.

“Come on, don’t be mad.”

Dyon’s projection tried to appease Saru and Lilith within his inner world.

“You already left them all behind. Why won’t you let us out now?” Saru asked, uncharacteristically unsatisfied.

“This mountain definitely isn’t normal.” Dyon explained. “You can think of every bubble world in the Immortal Plane like a closed ecosystem of its own. That means that the resources you can find in one should be limited by the evolution stage or cap of the world.

“Simply put, this world shouldn’t be able to produce any materials capable of withstanding this level of heat. Yet, aside from reddening, this Mount Volaire shows no signs of bending under the pressure. Its internal veins aren’t even melting.

“On top of this, I’ve been studying the fundamental runes of this world ever since I finished restructuring my body. I’m still very far from grasping it all, not even 10%, but from my understanding, it’s absolutely impossible for this world to be a desert world. It should be the exact opposite, in fact – having large planes of snow and water. So, how did we get here?

“The only explanation is that someone put this mountain here for a purpose. And, as long as I’m sure of that, I can’t have you two in danger like that. There is a design to what’s going on here, and it’s been playing out for billions of years already. I just want to see if I can solve this little game because apparently the Dark Flame bubble world those three say they come from still haven’t.”

Lilith pouted. “We get it. You want to go out and have your little fun with your new wife and don’t want us burdens here. That’s fine, Saru and I are very close to entering the Immortal Essence Realm anyway.”

Dyon was left speechless.

He had no idea that it was Lilith’s sole duty to find a way to get into his pants. According to Junior, as long as she got the final ingredient of Dyon’s soul to complete her own sword nascent soul, she would progress at blinding speeds.

Her words about entering the Immortal Essence Realm soon were a lie, actually. She needed Dyon, and Saru needed something her former self left behind.

Outside the mountain…

“I’m going to kill him!”

“You’re going to do what?”

Crystella’s gaze burned into Kywen’s.

“It was you who told him to take the lead, so he did. You wanted a free ride into the mountain as well? If you hadn’t opened your mouth so brazenly, maybe he would have given us all passage. But now you have the audacity to blame him for it. I’m disappointed, Kywen. This is why I would never choose you.”

Crystella’s stern reprimanding, coupled with her completely expressionless visage, turned Kywen’s face completely red. But within, his simmering rage only grew several times higher.

‘You fucking slut. I’ve been by your side for thousands of years, yet you see a pretty face and a decent talent, and you immediately sell yourself off without hesitation. We’ll see how you fair without my family’s support. The Dark Flame World isn’t going to be the Nightwell Clan’s forever.’

A venomous snake hid within his gaze.

Crystella ignored both Kywen and Tedric. Opening her hands, several paper talismans appeared, shifting in the air to form an array of their own.

After sensing around for a bit, they found a good location to enter and pressed down. But, their speed was incredibly slow as the mountain face below their presence slowly became transparent. At such a pace, it would take at least an hour before they could follow Dyon.

Feeling the irritated glances he was receiving, Kywen clenched his teeth and stared forward without a word, his resentment growing.

Within the mountain, Dyon, who had surfed down for a while already, entered a giant underground world of lava. There was something oddly beautiful about the reflective red and gold.