Chapter 112: Blood Moon [9]

Three more days passed before order returned to Vanatos. On the first day, Atlas moved alongside the Azure Dragons to save as many demons as possible.

He used his own pills, crafting more as he went. There were several healers in the realm, but for a cultivator to focus their studies on healing others was rare. Doctors and healers needed to be preserved and respected as much as possible.

The combination of the many forces in Vanatos meant there was a decent number of medical practitioners present, but it wasn't enough.

Many alchemists chose to be selfish, but there were also many like Atlas. They who sacrificed their own time in order to save the lives of others were the main reason why most demons survived until the healers reached them.

It was difficult work without much benefit. Atlas questioned why he was doing it at first, but it all came down to the debt he owed to the Tatsuya Clan.

They had done too much for him. If he ignored this conflict and ignored the aftermath, then he would be nothing short of ungrateful.

But it wasn't as if Atlas' actions had no benefits.

[Many Gods and Demons are satisfied with your performance.]

[The Morning Star looks upon you favorably.]

[Treacherous Phoenix looks upon you favorably.]

[Great Sage, Heaven's Equal looks upon you favorably.]

[The Sly God takes an interest in you.]

[Huntress of the Night smiles, saying that you must be glad you decided to follow her advice.]

The Gods had a habit of leaving and returning as they pleased. They were always looking for entertainment, which meant that most of them left Atlas while he was busy practicing to death.

There was also the fact that they couldn't peer into his secrets as much when he was in the Sanctum. It drove off the beings who sought entertainment, but his performance during the Blood Moon Phenomenon brought them back.

The presence of the Gods did not only benefit them. There were rewards that the Ascenders could receive, ranging from Tower Points to offers of Apostlehood.

Atlas received a few of the latter from smaller Gods whose names he could not decipher, but he didn't pay them any mind. He had no interest in becoming a medium for someone else's will.

As for the Tower Points, all of the Gods who had watched him for some time dedicated him a few. He earned over fifty, which was the same amount he got from the 20th Floor Cumulative Trial.

While he had no direct interest in entertaining the Gods, Atlas had been advised many times to tolerate them. Their presence would eventually become helpful to him.

Nevertheless, the attention of those Heavenly Beings was not the only benefit Atlas received.

Around the time that peace returned to society, the leaders of the 36th Demon Legion visited the Tatsuya Clan. Atlas was also invited to the meeting that took place then.

It was all serious talk. There was a lot of yelling about taking revenge and whatnot, but everything they said was illogical. One couldn't take action against an influence as large as the Den of Mysteries easily.

More importantly…

"The Den of Mysteries has made a statement. They are denying any involvement with this event and cutting their ties with Warden Gallagher. It will be difficult to make a move against them in the open."

Such was politics. The Den of Mysteries didn't have a particularly strong relationship with any of the other Great Societies. In fact, they had just formed hostile relations with Divine Sanctuary and Ars Goetia.

However, it was their funding and backing that supported most of the Tower's research organizations. This included alchemists, formation masters, master blacksmiths, and artificers. The Tower's entire economy would collapse if they decided they didn't want to support it.

To take down Den of Mysteries was not an easy task. With their stance on the entire matter, it was almost impossible.

Many events from the Blood Moon Phenomenon spread through the Tower like wildfire. Even Atlas and Artemia gained their own nicknames and glory. Atlas' status in the Tower definitely rose, especially when he was associated with Divine Sanctuary as one of their people.

It was a good cover for him that was bound to be useful in the future.

And, on top of that…

After the meeting ended and things were sorted out, Atlas found himself confronted by Alaric and a guest. seaʀᴄh thё Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"It is nice to meet you," the man with the lion head said with a smile.

"I heard that you are the man who saved my nephew."

Atlas raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Did I do that?"

He truly didn't remember. He had saved too many demons, after all. Their faces all blurred in his memory.

"Indeed," the man said without getting offended by Atlas' attitude.

"Though you may not remember him, he remembers you well. He wanted to meet you and express his gratitude, but he is currently recovering. I have come to express thanks in his stead."

The man never introduced himself. It was because he never had to.

This man was not the only lion-headed individual in the Tower, but his features still set him apart. Unmistakably, he was a ruler of demons.

However, he did not take up pretenses with Atlas.

"I will not reward you any more than Alaric already plans to, however, know that we at Ars Goetia think highly of you. We hope to maintain a friendly relationship in the future."

The recognition of a Great Society and a promise that guaranteed even more benefits.

"Oh, and if you ever feel like joining a Great Society, come to me anytime. Transitioning into a demon is not as painful as it seems."

Vinea snickered a little at his own joke and excused himself. He only really had the time to tell Atlas what he came to say before leaving.

Alaric rubbed his head with a scowl.

"That guy is always a treat. Seriously, he's a decent leader, but his personality just pisses me off."

Looking at Atlas, he said some words as if they were supposed to be reassuring.

"He acts standoffish like you don't deserve his time, but don't mind it. He means those words he said more than anyone else would. To that man, his word is more than just bond."

It was an interaction of only a few seconds, but the relationship he spoke of was not to be doubted.

"Brat, if you were a divine beast, how great would that be? You really did well this time."

Alaric patted him on the shoulder sincerely.

"I know there was a lot happening, but don't think your contributions were small. If it weren't for you, the rescues of Artemia and the other youngins would have been far rougher."

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He wasn't speaking empty words. There were many forces from the Azure Dragon Clan acting during the conflict, but all of them had their own jobs. If Atlas wasn't present, it genuinely would have been difficult to get all of them out safely without any injuries.

Because Atlas was present and had power in his hands, people who would have died lived.

That was enough to say he contributed greatly. It didn't matter if his contributions were contained to a specific location.

"Come meet me after all of this calms down. I have something for you."

Atlas accepted it. As it sounded, everyone was moving fast. Just like Vinea, Alaric had many things to attend to as a leader of this realm.

The next time they'd meet was four days later.

And those four days were not spent idly.