Chapter 397: Transpith

Chapter 397: Transpith

A few hours later.

"| Here it is, everyone! The conference in New Athens for the Beast Emperor is about to start. |"

"Well, damn, Rak and Kara aren't wasting time," Allan commented as he watched the broadcast on the TV. He took a bite of his waffle and hummed. "This is for 'Harvest', right? What exactly are they going to sell there?"

"The main product will obviously be any item derived from the Eion Tri-Core," Evelyn said as she also watched with everybody else in the room.

Kara and Ranka had left earlier, soon after the second clone had been summoned by Rakna.

"I'm kind of scared of what mom is going to do for this..." Kaelith muttered worriedly. "She's been surprisingly professional nowadays but whenever she appears publicly..."

"| Hahaha, hello there~ |" On cue, the head of the older vixen popped on the screen and spooked a few reporters in the plaza where the announcement was taking place. "| Oh, this is exciting! Don't you think so, Ranran? |" Kara hugged the female therian next to her with one arm.

"| Don't call me Ranran, you drunkard... |"

"See?" Kaelith deadpanned.

"Who's that?" Lanata asked, her ears twitching curiously, and pointing at Ranka. "She's so pretty!"

"It's Rakna," Nyx smiled in amusement. "Just with a little twist."

"Right, 'little twist'," Allan repeated sarcastically.

"| Let me introduce you! This is Ranka Xiorra, |" Kara smirked mischievously at the crowd. "| She's the savior of Plateau Zero, big sister of Rakna Xiorra, and a drop-dead beauty! |" She hollered and everyone noticed Rakna himself standing behind the two women with a blank face.

"| 'Big sister', my ass... |"

"Hahaha, he doesn't wanna be there in the slightest!" Higure burst out laughing. "Hehehe, clone or not, my devourer is the same no matter what."

"| How lively, |" the chuckle of an elderly man echoed and the camera focused on Gaelius wearing formal attire instead of his white coat. "| If you'll excuse me, I'll permit myself to take over this presentation, |" he smiled.

"| Harvest is a project launched by Rakna Xiorra Blade, and Co-Founded with Lady Kara Yahkshasa and yours truly. Our research was focused on an invention crafted by Eternal Night Himself dubbed the Eion Alkal! We have engineered a machine capable of manipulating this product. And the result is this! |"

Gaelius raised his hand where a smooth cyan cube sat on his palm.

"| Please engrave this in your mind as you will see it a lot. We named these cubes 'Transpith'. They are the compacted culmination of our research. As for what they do, let me show you, |" he grinned and visibly began to pour mana into the object. "| It is programmed to build. And the materials are none other than raw energy. And hop! |"

He tossed the transpith in the air and watched as it shone brightly. When it touched the ground of the open plaza, it immediately expanded like a swarm of insects and then shaped itself into a much larger structure.

At the end of it all, a brand-new house was erected in front of everyone. The spectators blinked in shock, not understanding what happened. However, those with an acute mind grasped the value of this demonstration in an instant.

Gaelius laughed. "| But that's not all! Do it, lass! |" He signaled to Ranka who harrumphed and used her index finger to point at the house.

"| [Star Flare,] |" she chanted indifferently and a flare of Everfrost Energy was unleashed, tearing a large hole into the building but leaving the surroundings unscathed. Then, she gestured her hand and threw a sphere of raw mana at the house, which was absorbed in an instant.

After a few seconds, the damages were repaired as if they were never there.Nnêw n0vel chapters are published on n0v/e/(lb)i(n.)co/m

Allan whistled in appreciation. "So, they mass-produced what our house is made of?"

Gulon cackled and Cura didn't bother to translate since he knew there was no need.

"What do you mean 'cocky'?" Rakna rolled his eyes. "This is a spar. You two are probably doing this to grow stronger, I get it. But I'm not dueling you to the death; I don't need it. Using my Marble so many days in succession will only hurt me anyway."

The living weapon growled again and he sighed.

"I can't help it. One of my tails grew a pair of legs and breasts then sauntered off."

At those words, Cura and even King Gulon looked at him weirdly.

"Yes, I know. Stop looking at me like that," Rakna grunted and called Sonata to his hand. The scarf transformed into a Guandao while he snarled throatily and began to grow in size, his fur growing and his eyes swirling into their usual purple and mystifying shape.

"Don't worry, even with one-sixth of my attributes unavailable," the werewolf pointed the polearm at his opponent, his wings unfurling behind him. "I'm more than a threat."

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Ascent: II

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Werewolf Attributes:

STR: 353.6 | END: 344.2

SPD: 347.7 | DEX: 319.44

INT: 412.5 | LCK: 10

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Cura silently lifted Gulon and shifted to a form less anthropomorphic, his head elongating into one of a shark and his muscle mass expanding along with the fin on his back. King Gulon followed the example and his scales became wholly white, with red tendrils coming out from the tip of each.

Rakna snorted and lowered his center of gravity. "[Ghost of Rupture,]" he whispered and his body immediately began channeling his internal force at full power, briefly blurring his silhouette. With one eye closed in concentration, he also manifested an orange-colored mane on top of his already physical one.

On the other side, a colorless and shapeless blanket of 'force' descended on Cura. It was erroneous to call it aura or even a type of energy. It felt more... 'primitive' than that.

A tense moment of silence befell before Cura broke it by kicking the ground, smashing hectares of land behind him. His figure fizzled out of view and Rakna's wings promptly glowed silver right as his Star Flare was invoked.

In the blink of an eye, two weapons clashed midair, and a city's worth of area was crushed under the pressure.