Chapter 3143 Didn't Care
All of this information were things that Leonel wasn't in the know about. And honestly speaking, he probably wouldn't care very much.
It was just unfortunate that killing and defaming a Pluto after death like he had weighed much more substantially than he currently knew.
The Pluto's body was unbothered even by Time itself.
This seemed unimportant other than the strength provided. But this was the very key to everything.
After the death of a Pluto, its body was sacred precisely because it was unaffected by time. The Pluto could return their kind to their tombs and incorporate them into a network that would help to further strengthen their Race into the future.
In the past, this was only a matter that would impact the Pluto and no one would care. But now... it. was related to a secret that was woven into the very fabric of Existence itself.
What much of the world didn't know was that Existence was much closer to destruction than any of them knew. The real reason the Northern Star had yet to descend and destroy everything was because of the Pluto.
Every time a Pluto died, their bodies were preserved and sent back, being incorporated into the formation. This would increase the longevity of Existence by piggybacking off of the timelessness of the Pluto Race themselves.
It was only after this ritual began that the Pluto Race's body went from just sacred to them and their kind, to reaching realms where they were Sacred to everybody.
Of course, this sort of respect didn't stop the likes of the Void Race from targeting them. And this was because the Pluto had no need to be the overlord Race in order for their corpses to be used in
such a way.
However, killing them was one thing... snatching away their bodies and stopping them from being used in this ritual was a completely different matter.
And that was exactly what Leonel had just done.
Most didn't understand the underlying secrets of these matters. But everyone grasped the sacred nature of a Pluto's corpse.
Leonel's actions were tantamount to infuriating not just the Pluto Race, but every power in Existence.
And the thing was, even if he did know... it would only mean two things to him.
"Impossible," Ger'Ain said. "They wouldn't dare!
"He would dare, El'Rion replied just as indifferently.
El Rion had warned them about Leonel, but it was better if he hadn't said anything at all.
Instead, they chose to take it as a challenge. Jo'Anes had always had an inferiority complex and didn't like the fact that someone younger than him was warning him out of kind intentions, and this was the ultimate result.
Now, this matter would be blown out of proportion. He even had a small feeling that someone with Dream Force had manipulated Jo'Anes.
The Pluto had Dream Force experts, but honestly they were far more like the Rapax than they were like the Fawkes. In terms of Dream Force, they were mostly immune and it took someone extremely
powerful in this Force to do anything to them.
However, they could easily be susceptible to it.
Only a Pluto would know that though they were extremely powerful, ironically their great power came with equally large amounts of responsibility.
The rules that bound them were more than any other Race, and because of that, they were
vulnerable in many ways.
Of course, El'Rion had no proof. It could just as easily be that Jo'Anes' inferiority had kicked in again. But if it was someone in the background, they had certainly succeeded.
Because the Pluto were pissed now.
Leonel didn't even move. In fact, after he began to recline, he actually started to nap as though he
wasn't worried about the time limit of Jo'Anes' summon at all. He didn't seem to find subduing a Pluto to be shocking or worthy of extra thought.
Right then, the skies began to rumble. With his eyes still closed, Leonel's lip curled.