Chapter 3061 Three Branches (Part 1)

Chapter 3061 Three Branches (Part 1)

"Also, it's better if we don't give the living legacies more reasons to hate Solus and I. Meln has already tried to rouse them against us." Lith said.

"I want the cursed object community to believe that if they don't bother us, we'll return the favor. You guys, instead, have a clean slate with them. Even if they get angry with you, what are cursed objects going to do?"

"Attack Salaark's Nest?" Lith pointed at Sinmara with a scoff. "Threaten two Guardian bloodlines?" He moved his finger to Surtr and Rethia.

"Excellent thinking, lil bro." Sinmara nodded. "Go home. We'll take it from here."

"Are you sure?" Solus asked. "Can you hold the containment field without us?"

"Please, it's something the Council can do, given enough time and people." Rethia snorted. "To us, it's child play. Now go."

The three white cores replaced the Engine's Sealed Spaces with their own and clouded Argantyr's crystal to prevent him from witnessing the Tower Warp. Only then did they contact the Awakened Councils of Jiera and Garlen.

"I can't believe I'm in the presence of not one, but three Awakened who achieved the pinnacle of the white core." Raagu Drerian, human representative from Garlen gave the three titans a deep bow.

"Me neither." Gyrwin Isaar, her Jieran counterpart, followed suit. "I want to thank you for your selfless contribution in restoring the balance in Jiera. You are our honored guests for as long as you like."

"Actually, you are just meeting two of them." Rethia chuckled. "They achieved the white core. I just piggybacked on my husband."

"Are you saying that it can be taught?" Aren Dolm the Jǫrmungrandr, beast representative of Jiera seethed with envy. Folloow current novÊls on nov/3lb((in).(co/m)

"It can." Surtr replied curtly. "How long until we can go back to our business?"

"Not much." Feela the Behemoth, Aren's Garlener counterpart, said. "Our local mines can provide the raw materials for the new seal and the transoceanic Gates will give us the rest."

Aren hated hearing the Garleners speak of Jieran mines like they owned them, but he had to admit that without the Garleners, the local Council would have lacked the means to imprison the lost city on such short notice.

***

Verhen Mansion, a few days later.

With the tests on the Prime Engine completed, Lith had now the time to practice with Ryla during the days he wasn't busy with Valtak.

The Fomor was his best bet at understanding the dormant powers of his eyes and the phenomena he had experienced while fighting the Eternal Fortress.

Lith would have liked to do it sooner, but he had to wait until he managed to be capable of getting far away enough from Elysia to not endanger her with his experiments. Truth to be told, Lith was enjoying fatherhood and the recent peace.

He preferred to take care of his family, to teach Kamila and the children magic, rather than spend his days in an obsessive search for power. Meln's threat had forced him to go back to his old ways and put work on the same level as family.

Thanks to the mana geyser below the Mansion, Solus could keep her body indefinitely while they stayed there and the tower's arrays ensured the perfect condition for his research.

Kamila was sitting on a bench at a safe distance, holding Valeron the Second in her arms. Solus was by her side, holding Elysia since both kids didn't like to stay away from Lith, and Valeron's help was needed.

'Have you decided whether to tell her or not?' Kamila asked.

'No. The implications are huge and once the secret is out, there's no telling what might happen.' Solus replied, nodding at the trio.

Lith, Morok, and Ryla sat in the middle of the room, holding their hands in a circle.

Each one of them belonged to a different evolutionary branch of the human race which was the reason Lith had invited the Tyrant.

'If Solus and I are right, then the three of us have more in common than our eyes. Our powers might be similar or even complementary. What each one of us learns about themselves might help the others.' Lith thought.

"From where do we want to start?" Ryla asked.

The Fomor was a woman over two meters (7') tall with six eyes on her face and waist-long hair the color of the elements. Her skin was sky-blue and a single set of soft feathered wings came out of her back.