Chapter 1511: Krimanax

Chapter 1511: Krimanax



Ning did something that he hadn't known was even possible before. He combined the eggs of the 7 different wives of Damian, to create a much more powerful egg.

He then placed the egg inside of Damian's oldest wife. Now, so long as Damian did his side of the job properly, he would have a son that biologically belonged to all 7 of his wives.

"Your son should be born not with your own bloodline, but also the bloodline of your wives. So anything they have, he will inherit it," Ning said. "Anything more cannot be said just yet as it is for the future to decide."

"Thank you, sir Ning," Damian said. "I will never forget this aid you've given me. I shall forever be in your debt."

"That's unnecessary," Ning said. "Just take care of your child. While I know you wanted more children, your bloodline makes it so that you only have one."

"That's alright," Damian said. "Can you tell if my son will struggle with the same problem?"

"Perhaps," Ning said. "Perhaps not. I cannot say how the conception will go. You will have to find the truth in 9 months I presume."

Damian nodded. "Again, thank you for everything, sir."

Ning took a second to create something. A black goo of sorts appeared out of Ning's hands and landed on the ground. The goo splattered for a second before coming together like a ferrous liquid.

It congealed into some sort of solid form before morphing into a large sword, identical to Pathfinder, except without the constellations drawn onto it.

The pitch-black sword stood right there.

"This is my gift for your son. When you believe he is ready to accept responsibility, give him this sword. Before that, do not touch this sword, for anyone who touches this sword first will be its owner forever."

Damian's eyes narrowed as he looked at the sword. Without hesitation, he used his Flow Art to create a barrier of sorts around the sword that would remain there for a long, long time.

Ning nodded approvingly. "Take care, I'll be leaving now."

Ning disappeared from Damian's palace, arriving at a mountain range far to the south of where he had been before. He stood at the peak of the snowing mountain with no sign of humans or beasts in any direction.

"Time to leave this world too," Ning said. "Have you figured out where I can go?"

<The following worlds have been chosen based on your criteria>

<Breathing in this dust allows one to use magic. It is how people survive in this world, through the usage of magic>

"What sort of magic?" Ning asked. "Is it the same as Mana?"

<The magic they gain is much more specific and much more crude as well. They awaken one of

10 different magics, and can only use said magic for their entire life.>

Ning didn't want to learn what those magic were, not yet.

"Let me get out of here. Which worlds do these humans live in?" Ning asked.

<They are currently on the satellite they call Zoultan, making preparations to leave for

Urelon>

"Leave?" Ning asked.

<Zoultan is going to go into Krimanax's shadow for a long time, which will cause the

temperature in Krimanax to become unbearable for humans.>

<As such they are making preparations to leave for Urelon, which they should complete in 3

more weeks before the sun goes down forever on Zoultan>

"Hmm, how many people live in Zoultan at the moment?" Ning asked.

<Around 20 Million>

"Oh, good," Ning said. "I can sneak in easily then."

"Let's go system. Once I make it there, you can go update yourself for whatever it is that the

Creator wants us to do."