Chapter 176: Inspection Cut Short

Chapter 176: Inspection Cut Short



"It's good that they don't have a unique currency to pay for stuff here," Aleron looked at the menu and saw the price of food started from 1 SSS-rank magic stone up to 1000.

Arran'tel, Nerathi, and Aleron sat at a table in a fancy restaurant in the city, with beautiful elves as waitresses, high-quality dining tables, comfortable chairs, and aromatic dishes. They'd been in the city for two hours and looked around at everything and everywhere, but didn't find much information in the scale of the cosmos or related to Warlords.

All the news they found was about events, conflicts, and the emergence of prodigies, such usual mundane things.

Aleron wanted to read Karthos' memories, but he couldn't yet. His soul was in his confines, but it was still protected by a stronger soul potency that he possessed. He would have to absorb pure soul essence from his Hell to get Karthos' memories, which he decided to do after returning.

"Master, what are we doing after this?" Nerathi asked.

"I want to finish three more Gamble Quest of today, so we'll be going to the Arena and betting on people," Aleron grinned and added, "but I'll be kind of cheating."

"What is your plan, my lord?" Arran'tel curiously asked.

"Well, there are red and black-marked people and even though I want to punish them, I can't right now," Aleron said with his fist slightly clenched. "However, I can make the just people more powerful with a snap of my finger."

"People keep knowledge secure to make themselves and their group more powerful than others, but I don't need to do that," Aleron smiled, his eyes glinting, "I can make tailormade Magic Tomes and magic-related boons for people with a snap of my finger. Teach a skill or two directly into their mind by sending knowledge directly into their brain."

"That's going to be fun," Nerathi chuckled. "The Arenas we saw were brutal and people died inside. I also felt like some were forced in there."

"They were forced in there," Aleron's eyes turned icy. "But I already fixed some of their problems while we were roaming."

Arran'tel and Nerathi were surprised.

"Yeah, some of them had their families kept hostage, forcing them to fight. The Primeval- rank that won that fight was one with family and he was forced into there."

"And there were more like that...." Aleron sighed.

"You want to save all, but how many will you save before you get tired, Master?" Nerathi asked with a wry smile. "You won't have any time left for you if you keep doing this."

[Gachapi: Only one way for now. You have to exit this planet to open a portal.]

'Then let's do it?' Nerathi spoke.

[Gachapi: The restriction of no-portal is up to the Exosphere of the planet, so exiting means passing through it and going to outer space. If we pass through Exosphere, we'll be directly discovered and attacked, but we should be able to escape.]

Aleron, Arran'tel, and Nerathi looked up and saw that the outer space around this planet was not empty at all.

Tons of space structures, satellites, and space castles along with huge space portals for spaceships to travel.

'Alright, we are going to make a break for it,' Aleron narrowed his eyes. 'You two just relax and let me handle our travel.'

Aleron's eyes glinted before another Aleron appeared beside him and flew away swiftly while

concealed.

Arran'tel and Nerathi's eyes shone as they understood Aleron's plan.

'Master, you will use clones to cause distraction below and then escape. That's perfect,'

Nerathi grinned.

'Indeed, I didn't know Master had such an impeccable cloning skill,' Arran'tel nodded.

'It's thanks to my job class that I am able to thoroughly study biology,' Aleron laughed. 'I can make perfect clones and give them sufficient power.'

Each clone at his current level cost him 1 billion Magilore, something no other Ascension- rank could possibly do. In a sense, this cloning was his unique power because he replicated his body entirely and created it by creating flesh, blood, genes, and everything using elements of Arcane, on top of giving them power reserves.

Aleron created ten clones and sent them in different directions.

'Let's start.'