Chapter 486 Visits [4]

"So as I've said, this is how I plan to proceed from here. Although 5 months doesn't seem like a considerable amount of time, with the combined effort of everyone, it might even be a lax deadline."

Damien gave the Adelaire Emperor the same spiel he gave to the Beast Empress and everyone else he asked for help. As he did so, he outlined the situation on the Cloud Plane and the information he held on the wider universe, catching the Emperor's attention.

"I don't think anyone would have a reason to refuse your proposal. Even if most who live in this era didn't experience the previous war, the stories of that tragedy are engraved in their bones. I have no doubt that our knights will be willing to assist you."

Damien nodded in agreement. "I figured the same. Since that's settled, the biggest issues are out of the way. Now onto the more troublesome matters…"

Damien pulled out a pile of paper and used his mana to engrave writing onto each page. Once he was finished, he passed the stack over to the emperor.

"This is the list of names and their exact locations. If there are any major changes, the World Core will update me so I can relay the information to you. As for that matter…I'll let you deal with it at your own discretion. What's truly troublesome, though, is…"

"This location." The Adelaire Emperor muttered.

"Right. Deep within the Endless Sea, there is another civilization. Half of the traitors on Apeiron come from that continent. I will go there personally to deal with it, since there isn't anyone else who can travel that distance easily."

The Adelaire Emperor nodded his head sternly. "Then, we shall move as you say. I will contact the other two emperors and the Elf Queen in your stead. By the time you return from your trip overseas, the matters of our continent will be solved."

Damien voiced his acknowledgment. This was exactly how he wanted things to go. At this speed, he could easily finish up on Apeiron and head to Earth far sooner than he expected.

His meeting with the Adelaire Empire soon adjourned. Without much thought, he returned to his room.

"You…what the hell are you three doing?"

His eyes widened in shock when he stepped through the door. His three women were laying on the bed, waiting for him to arrive.

"Hm? What's wrong? You've never seen wives greet their husband when he returns home?" Rose questioned slyly.

Ruyue joined in with the same evil look on her face. "That's right, that's right. Especially when our husband is such a philanderer, us poor lonely wives must work extra hard to get his attention."

Elena nodded without a change of expression. "I agree too."

Damien rolled his eyes and smiled wryly. He really didn't know what to say to them. Instead, he simply accepted the situation as is.

"Fine, since my wives worked so hard to get my attention, it's only natural that I reward them, right?"

His clothes besides his underwear disappeared into his subspace as he jumped onto the bed. His arms spread wide, catching all three women in his grasp.

With Rose and Elena on his left and Ruyue on his right, Damien submerged himself into the pillowy warmth of their bodies and the bed below.

"Ahh, this is the life." He muttered in satisfaction. His hands carelessly moved across the soft bodies in his grasp, enjoying the feel of their skin on his.

Unfortunately, none of his ladies were in the mood to share him, so he wasn't able to take it further than that. But he was satisfied nonetheless. He could do far more damage with his hands than the girls ever expected.

And by the time the sun rose on the horizon, all three were red and panting, unable to move from the bed or endure the shame of what transpired the previous night.

As for Damien, he exited the room with a foolish grin on his face. He almost couldn't stop himself from yelling in triumph.

'What a night, what a night. Although harems are filled with troubles, they're also filled with heavenly bliss. Mm, I've been enlightened today. Amitabha.'

He achieved Sainthood through his hand techniques. The heavenly moans that still resounded in his head were like church bells praising his ascension.

'Let's deal with that troublesome continent while I'm in a good mood. I feel like my work efficiency will double with the amount of energy I have now.'

Thinking such useless thoughts, Damien finally ended his walk through the palace.

Since all the important parties had already been notified of his departure, he didn't need to stop anywhere before he left for the unexplored continent.

'Let's see if you can hold your promises. I'm excited to see how much the three of you will grow while I'm away.'

And with that final thought, he vanished from the palace halls.

***

Tens of thousands of kilometers away from the main continent of Apeiron, there was another land undiscovered by those on the mainland. It was a strange land divided into two sections, one green and the other black.

When Damien reappeared, he was standing at the dividing point between these two sections. Below him, a fierce battle was taking place.

"Prea! How dare you betray our race?! How dare you follow the scum who forced us into this terrible isolation?!" A woman with ashen-grey skin shouted at another woman who she was fighting. The twin daggers in her hands swept through the air, slashing the one called Prea's face.

"Ack!" Prea groaned in pain. Spitting out the blood in her mouth, she responded in an equally furious tone.

"Betray?! This is to save our people! There is no way for us to escape this continent if we do not follow their will!"

"That is just an excuse! You know they will only betray you when your use runs out! Stop deluding yourself!"

The two women fought furiously on the battlefield. The two sides of the conflict were divided just as colorfully as the continent itself.

On one side, a tribe of Dark Elves, and on the other, the more common race of Forest Elves.

Damien raised his brow as he watched them. 'From the color scheme alone, you'd think that the Dark Elves are the traitors. Reality like the universe is screaming about how stupid that is.'

The Forest Elves usually had pristine white skin without blemishes, but this particular group was different. Their faces and bodies were marred with gruesome black scars, evidently backlash from intaking Nox mana.

'Forest Elves are inherently close to nature and life. It's only natural that they face repercussions when they try to internalize mana of the directly opposing nature.'

Damien shook his head at their stupidity. 'In hopes of leaving this continent, they made deals with the devil. All they had to do was grow their own power until they could leave by themselves, but they took the easy way out.'

As the Star Master, Damien could naturally feel the suppressive force in the sky that prevented those under it from flying too high, but the level of this suppression wasn't at a level that a 4th class couldn't break.

Perhaps it was impenetrable in the past, but ten thousand years was enough time to wear down any construct, especially if it wasn't properly maintained like the sky suppression.

'This conflict has most likely been going on for generations. So absorbed in their infighting, they didn't even notice the changes in the sky suppression. Disgusting.'

Damien didn't need to think anymore. The entire Forest Elf race of this continent was corrupted, he could clearly see it through the information the World Core provided.

'First, let me transport all the Dark Elves back to their territory. After that, I can just wipe the Forest Elves entirely.'

It was only possible because he had no need to aim. If Damien was in the midst of a large battle with comrades like what would take place on the mainland, he wouldn't be able to achieve the same feat.

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But on this unnamed continent, the conditions were fulfilled.

It didn't take long for him to forcefully teleport all the Dark Elves back to their territory. Only 3rd class warriors were deployed, so it wasn't difficult at all.

And once he did, he stood in the sky above the Forest Elf territory and extended his hand to the Heavens.

"To the sinners residing below, I shall allow Heavenly Judgement to cleanse your sins and set you free."

Thunderclouds rumbled and grew, covering half the continent in an instant.

And then, a lightning hell broke loose.

A curtain of lightning, no, a tsunami of it fell to the ground and enveloped the entire Forest Elf territory. As lightning strikes continuously barraged the ground, there wasn't a single square meter of land that remained safe.

And under the merciless barrage, the roughly hundred thousand Forest Elves that conspired with the Nox were wiped out together.

Only their leader, a 4th class being, survived the smiting. But even he died to Damien's blade soon after.

Damien nodded indifferently once he finished. 'Good. This is faster than my original schedule. It's time to move on to the next phase.'