Chapter 952 Rank 7 Pub 2

"Well, that's actually quite embarrassing. Don't we have our own Divine Crystals or something?" Misery asked while scratching the back of his head.

The others looked at him with a strange glance. AP directly raised a hand and thumped his pal on the back, sending him flying into a nearby table set.

"Hmph, you pampered young master, do you think our wealth is endless? We barely even have enough Aether Crystals as a group thanks to the wealth of Umbra, and you think we can fashion Divine Crystals from somewhere." AP roared with steam coming from his nose.

Misery got up from the debris and brushed his body down with a bored expression. "Meh, sounds like a skill issue. If it were left to me, we could be rolling in them by now."

"ARROGANT! DIE FOR ME!!!" AP bellowed as he lost his temper and manifested his Xingtian Divine Axes, slashing at Misery with his full power.

Misery smirked and manifested his true form, with Gae Bolg and the purple tome in either hands, meeting AP's charge head-on as they began to fight brutally all over the place.

Elle smacked her face with exasperation. "We're about to open, should we really let them destroy the stuff like that?"

Shadowheart smiled. "It will come out of their wallets, and they have too much money to know what to do with nowadays."

Nightwalker laughed. "So when exactly is the grand opening?"

"I wanted it to be today, but the second Lady Boss has apparently disappeared into the Eternal World, so we'll have to wait for her to come back. I want every member of Umbra to be present during our opening after all, even Draco and Eva." Shadowheart explained.

Nightwalker and Hades shared a look. "Sounds good to us. So what do we do now?"

Shadowheart looked at the bar which was full and smiled slightly.

"Now… we drink."

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"Oof." Ghostpro muttered as he was blown back by Kiran.

Currently, he and Kiran were 'sparring' in the Rank 7 Guild Hall's Training Hall. Here, they could use whatever powers they had wantonly without fear of destroying the area.

Not to mention their game-related abilities would be refreshed, which was mostly what was necessary. After all, as you could imagine, rather than fight normally, these two were fighting like they did during the core member tournament.

Ghost was currently in a similar state to Kiran who had opened the 8 gates, only that his body glowed with purple energy and his dreadlocks had unfurled and become spiky. (Similar to Future Trunks' Super Saiyan Tier 3 form)

As for Kiran, he too was in Super Warrior 2 and was in his usual red-haired, red-eye rage form. However, it was obvious that unlike usual, his usually uncontrollable rage while in this form had been tempered a bit, as his expression was more mellow.

However, Ghost faced no such issues as he was entirely calm and bored as usual. This was because, unlike Kiran who had merged almost 5 different energies in his body to reach this form, Ghost only merged three.

Not just that, but the three were centered around his Lucifer bloodline energy which came from Orochi, and was perfectly controlled by him and Orochi. As such, the fusion of the other two energies was perfect, and was why his purple bloodline energy took the main color as the aura he leaked in this form.

Meanwhile, Kiran was not so smooth as his aura was red, yet his Noble Energy was brown and his Knight Energy was white. Neither took the lead, and were rather gathered by the red Gate Force that was produced by the unlocking of the Eight Inner Hidden Gates.

Even his green colored Inner Force produced from his Legendary Martial Artist class was assimilated by the Gate Force, which showed his tyrannical it was. Despite this though, Kiran was slowly gaining control over it which was the point of this training.

Ghostpro smiled and teleported behind Kiran using Orochi's fifth head and delivered three glowing purple kicks to his back in rapid succession. While Kiran was sent flying forward, Ghost pursed and then knocked him down to the earth, causing Kiran to crash into the ground with a loud boom and a small dustcloud.

Suddenly, Ghostpro pulled back and cocked his hands as purple light glowed with them. With a burst of laughter, he thrust his hands forward rapidly, shooting out hundreds of small balls of purple energy that when they collided with the earth, caused explosions akin to rockets.

"Don't you dare disappoint Cyrus Trueblood!" Ghostpro laughed as he continued firing the ki blast barrage upon poor Kiran.

Ghostpro then smirked. "Since you're cosplaying as Goku, then let me cosplay as Vegeta all the way and add the finishing touch!"

Ghostpro suddenly ended his barrage and then angled his body majestically yet arrogantly, like a certain prince about to use a certain fishing move. He stretched our his right hand below while curling his thumb into his palm, leaving his other fingers connected together while outstretched.

A purple orb that glowed with pure energy and a resplendent color formed in his palm, looking like the beginning of the universe taking form. The orb grew until it was the size of a yoga/gym ball.

"WELCOME… TO SUPER CYRUS' BIG BANG ATTACK!" Ghostpro roared out the iconic words before firing the giant purple orb downwards.

However, Kiran was not some fat, pale-skinned android that only knew how to drain energy and fight based on a database. He rose from the ditch he was in, beaten and tattered, his aura chaotic and about to fall, but stood firm.

He received the attack head-on and used his hands to block it from smashing onto him, which caused a small shockwave. Kiran grunted and was pushed back a few steps as he tried to push the energy backward or away.

However, Ghostpro sneered. If this move was so easy to deal with when he had put in so much of Orochi's power, then he might as well sell the eight-headed snake for sushi!

Hey, that wasn't actually a bad idea anyway!

Orochi, who was casually minding his business within Ghostpro's soul, suddenly trembled as he felt like the gaze of death and agony was upon him. Luckily, this gaze soon disappeared, but the fellow was already thoroughly scarred for life.

Kiran was soon overwhelmed by the attack despite bringing out all the power he could muster, and it pushed him down into the ground and soon exploded with a gigantic purple light that caused almost half of the total area to become a wasteland.

Some parts had even cracked to show magma and lava flowing through the various crevices, turning a peaceful area into an apocalyptic land. In all of this, Ghostpro simply remained airborne as he looked downwards with a cold expression.

Soon, the dust cleared to reveal Kiran's blackened and charred body that was incomplete in many parts. There was no doubt about it, the fellow was deader than dead.

Soon, he respawned and then meditated for a while on his insights and then challenged Ghostpro again. Ghost simply smirked and obliged the fellow, entering into a heated battle once more.

............…..

Ghostpro climbed out of his pod and sighed. He had spent a lot of his time training with Kiran to help him master the Gate Force, but he also learned a lot himself about these genetic limiters in the body that Austin was now researching.

Currently, he had another pressing task and that was to return to his asylum. After all, they must be panicking and going crazy after seeing that he had disappeared for over 2 weeks due to the raid of the Pangu Lineage.

Well, you first had to ask… why?

Supernatural and Superhuman were no longer relevant now that Draco and Eva had reached 100%. No human force on the planet was their match and they only had eyes for the primordials.

However, that was the problem, because Draco and Eva's standards rose, these enemies who were once at their level were now relegated to the core member's troubler.

The World Council subjugation was being led by Shadowheart due to his grudge with Maria, who was being protected by the Fifth Councilor, and Elle who was now Shadowheart's partner and also wanted to deal with that bitch who tormented her man.

Supernatural was now left to those who originated from there to take over, namely Tunder and AP_Berzerker. This was obviously a walk in the park for that duo, but they couldn't be bothered to handle it now because everyone was busy with the upcoming Vault of the Deep.

What a joke, it was their first time going on a Unique Quest with Draco and Eva, so none of the core members wanted to perform poorly or disgrace themselves, especially those who just received bloodlines.

They were either rapidly leveling up, acquiring more power and information, training their current power like Kiran just now, or tying up loose ends like the Golden Savages who were sorting out the final stages of their establishment.

Ghostpro fell into this last category as his goal was to tie up loose ends, and since Superhuman was both his and Hades' problem, he had to solve his part.

Hades had a grudge against one of the Superhuman higher-ups who wronged him when he was weak, while Ghostpro was captured by them to be a subject.

Ghostpro wasn't sure how Hades planned to solve his part of the problem or if he was even still pressed about the issue. However, as for him, he was technically in a neutral-positive relationship with Superhuman, so he had to cash in on that.

Besides, the current head of the Superhuman board, Amelia Rothschild, was someone who Ghost had an… interesting… dynamic with. Since there was something there, he might as well see where it would go while he was at it.

As such, Ghost teleported right into his familiar sealed room. The restraint chair and his old straitjacket were still here, making Ghost feel nostalgic.

Ghostpro looked up to the cameras in the room, and then the one-way mirror on the opposite side, and smirked. Clearly, they should know he was in here by now and were scrambling to respond.

Someone who could teleport in and out of a place was not something they could deal with easily anymore, and required critical measures.

Ghost was mostly interested in seeing how they would go about this. Take a hostile approach, take a neutral approach or take a friendly approach?

Of course, his answer came when the door to his room opened and the only person who came in was a well-dressed Amelia Rothschild who had both an exasperated and surprised oppression on her face.

"…Cyrus." She called out uncertainly.

Ghost himself was quite shocked. Hey, this was more than a friendly approach right? This was practically putting their entire fate into his hands, for what if he had evil plans for them and harmed this precious Rothschild?

One should know that she was tightly related to the Fifth Councilor, which was why Superhuman even dared to combat Supernatural all this while. If something happened to her, the entire organization wouldn't be able to escape the wrath of the Fifth Councilor.

Not only that, but the way she was calling out to him… did she understand? Ghostpro observed and noted that she likely didn't and it was a subconscious reaction borne from extreme anxiety, stress, and fear.

After all, his current power was not something she could fathom, and she was currently betting everything on Ghostpro being reasonable, as well as the fact that there was some level of interest between both parties.

Ghostpro couldn't help but smile at her scattered thoughts and hopes and then leaned against his former restrainer chair with a strange smile.

"… Amelia."

His response only sent the poor woman into a deeper spiral of confusion.