Chapter 768 The Nest and the Monster

Chapter 768 The Nest and the Monster

The situation in the Sacred Desert wasn't the only one that changed.

Eren sat cross-legged in the middle of space somewhere in the Lunar Stellar System, thinking about the recent events with the Supreme Human Alliance, his encounter with Michael, and the fact that Michael had not only control over two Curses but that both Curses had already awakened even before he ascended to a Higher Lifeform.

'I wonder if throwing him into the Sacred Desert was too much. Evee mentioned that the Curses in the Origin Expanse have gotten stronger in the last few years. The Will must be overwhelmed dealing with the imbalance of the Origin.'

He shook his head and sighed deeply. His eyes shut tightly, and he drifted in pace, pondering the future steps. It had been a rushed decision to leave the Nest, but Eren was confident it had been the best choice. Something terrible would have happened if he'd deployed someone else to check on Evalynn and the Hellbound Cataclysm. Bloodhound might be considered a relatively weak Divine Lifeform, but he was one of the few Hyumans with the oldest bloodline.

The majority of his power didn't originate from his War Rune or Soultrait. It stemmed from his blood. He was the child of one of the oldest human races. Even among Hyumans, Bloodhound was one of the purest.

Many Hyumans ended up breeding with other human races. That wasn't frowned upon and was very common, unlike interracial breeding, which was punished with execution in the Supreme Human Alliance. Nonetheless, the offspring of Hyumans would grow weaker after breeding with a younger human race. The difference was not apparent, but it was existent. The changes would be more obvious thousands of generations later, especially upon using the Primordial Bloodline technique.

Using the Primordial Bloodline technique was still possible, showcasing that they were purely Hyumans or mixed with Humans. Still, only pureblooded Hyumans like Bloodhound could unleash Primordial Bloodline's true power. Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com

Fortunately, Bloodhound was scared of Eren. He didn't want to die just yet, otherwise, the Lunar Stellar System might have ceased to exist. That wasn't within Eren's plans since destroying an entire stellar system connected to origin energy would affect the events within the Origin Expanse. The influence of a single stellar system wasn't tremendous, but it would affect the Origin Expanse.

When his bracelet lit up, a myriad of thoughts flashed through Eren's mind. A tiny spark lit up from the bracelet, shrouding Eren in a gray membrane that transformed quickly into a bubble.

Eren lifted an eyebrow and accepted the call. Countless mots of light burst out of the bracelet, forming the outlines of a familiar woman who appeared before him. The woman had a small face and a feisty wolf-cut that highlighted her silver hair beautifully. Her emerald eyes stared intently at Eren, still drifting in space.

"I will never understand why you're out there in space doing...whatever you're doing. I don't really get it," The woman said, straightening her white blazer. She wore her uniform pridefully. The crisp blazer had been tailored to perfection. It fit her better than any clothes she owned and was also more comfortable. But the comfort might as well come from the blouse that added a formality to her set of clothes.

Lastly, her skirt completed her uniform, granting the final touch to the perfect ensemble.

To highlight her uniform, the woman wore striped ties, meticulously knotted, lending her appearance a sophisticated dash.

"And I will never understand why you're still wearing this shitty uniform. It has been centuries – no. Millennials since we fini–..."

"Shut up!" The woman commanded, pointing at Eren, who shook his head in denial.

It was a matter of fact that her clothes clung perfectly to her figure, highlighting her well-trained body and extraordinary figure, but wearing the same set of clothes—multiple sets of clothes—over and over for more than a thousand years was overkill.

The uniform didn't look that good.

"Evee, I just thought about you," Eren greeted her with a flat smile, trying to change the topic before Evee sent a barrage of missiles his way. They wouldn't kill him, but Evee could sometimes be...hard to predict.

"Keep that nonsense to yourself," Evee snorted, "This is important."

Eren raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. He turned more severe and stopped floating mindlessly in space. His expression changed at once as he gestured Evee to proceed.

"You know no one was stationed near the Sacred Desert, right? The long-distance radars were faulty. They picked up multiple sources of curse power in the Sacred Desert...but it was only one. I researched the Sacred Desert and surrounding regions and found some interesting facts about our Curse." Evee stopped there. She stared at Eren, who frowned deeply.

"Continue," He said, his expression showing clearly that he was not in the mood for jokes right now.

"That will be hard. Since Bloodhound managed to get to this place, additional people will come, even if it's merely to hunt down the Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs. Michael understands that as well. He might be foolish enough to stay back."

Evee shrugged, "I know how convincing you can be. Just convince him to come with you to the Nest. He can rip Soultraits out of Awakened and form them into stable orbs. We can fight for him if he provides the Nest with enough Soultraits."

Eren sighed, "I should talk to the other Commanders soon or the Leader. Maybe the Leader knows what to do with Michael and the Tritan Alliance. I'm tired of leaving other races behind. I don't want to witness the Supreme Human Alliance extinction of additional races. I'm getting sick and tired of them!"

A deep growl escaped his lips alongside a thunderous roar. Evee smiled sadly at Eren for a moment before slapping her cheeks.

"Let's not think about this for now. The Supreme Human Alliance has been less active recently. We discovered another human race, Fera did, to be precise. She managed to protect some lesser races from Searon and managed to kill him!" Evee exclaimed trying to lift Eren's mood.

Her attempt worked out fairly decent. Eren smiled at Evee's projection.

"The deals with the Thorn family are doing fine as well, and we found a few additional races with territories in unique regions in the Origin Expanse. We managed to strike great deals with them. However, we had to give them some Origin Sap in exchange. The Leader was not too happy about that, but it's fine. We gained a lot more than we had to pay."

"That leads us to the bigger issues," Evee sighed deeply. We need additional powerhouses. Our forces are exceptional. We are one of the strongest forces in the southern parts of the cosmos, but we are simply too few. We need to expand our forces. Shouldn't we accept more people instead of relying on Curse Users only?"

"Didn't we talk about that already, Evee? You know as well as I do that Curse Users are pursued by misfortune wherever they go. Only other Curse Users are unaffected by the influence of other Curses."

"You might have forgotten about it since it has been so long since anyone close to you has been affected by the influence of Curses, but it's pretty obvious over here. Bloodhound came and killed the leader of the Warlock Centaurs because of a Curse User. Of course, that could have been a coincidence, but the Undead Pharaoh is not a coincidence. He wouldn't have been resurrected if Evalynn had never hidden her children from the Nest."

Eren shrugged slowly, "There are probably far additional instances in which misfortune struck Micahel and his brother, but they survived almost all of them. Michael wouldn't be strong enough to defeat the Undead Pharaoh if misfortune hadn't pursued him so desperately."

Michael had grown powerful quickly, but he also escaped death multiple times. That was the fate of all Curse Users and those unfortunate enough to be around them.

"I hope Michael accepts his fate. He should come with you as soon as the anchors are installed. Otherwise, the people he loves will suffer." Evee mumbled, faintly recalling occurrences of the past she'd long forgotten.

Eren sighed deeply as well.

Michael might be strong enough to handle all kinds of misfortunes, but his beloved wasn't.

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