Divine Path System

"A Prince entering this desolate duchy is indeed very suspicious. To think he could hide even from Miss Calamity," Crimson Specter's eyes grew more and more ferocious as he glared at the helpless Baldur. "I must admit, you're no ordinary prince. I'll put you through so much pain that you'll spill out all your secrets and become an example for wannabe heroes."

Varian sneered with a disdainful expression. "Do you know why Prince Baldur hasn't attacked you yet? You're too injured. He's worried you can't even survive a single blow of his."

Baldur turned to Varian with tearful eyes but the latter only responded with a thumbs up. "Don't worry, it looks like he can take quite a beating."

'I'm not worried about that, you motherfucker!'

Baldur sighed in his heart and channeled his aura.

"Come. I'll break the legendary prince bone by bone." Crimson Specter smiled and pushed his palm out.

A spinning space tornado grew out to engulf and destroy the Prince.

Baldur tried to put on a brave front but just gave up and threw a punch with all his strength.

As they clashed, all the rubble of the main palace blew away, leaving behind only a silver barrier formed by the ancient formations.

This was the last scene Miss Calamity's clone saw before she scattered into particles of light.

What she would never know was Baldur's figure crashing into the floor and fainting right away followed by Crimson Specter's confused words. "Why are you so wea—ugh?"

A red sword sliced through the Specter's robe from the back and pierced his heart. The tip of the blade emerged from the front and paused right below the Specter's neck.

The blood shed by Miss Calamity's clone and Crimson Specter himself was originally scattered all around the place.

Now, it gathered and flew into the demon sword which devoured them contently and used a part of that power to wreak havoc inside the Specter's body.

Even in the current situation, Varian couldn't beat the Specter. But when his own blood served as an amplifier and helped destroy his vitality, things got easy.

"Arghhh!"

Crimson Specter's body shriveled at a rate visible to the naked eye and he hurriedly tried to remove the sword from his body. It stuck with him and didn't let go.

It was as if someone was putting a stopper on his power, the Specter suddenly found himself vulnerable and powerless.

In desperation, he dug into his storage ring and began to use one treasure after another.

Not to escape or kill Varian. That's priority number two. The priority number one had always been to send away the item.

If he died here, things would get risky and he couldn't guarantee anything. So, he had to send it before he died.

But with the formations locking everything, his powers weren't working, and neither were his treasures.

"Arghhh!" Crimson Specter's body shook violently for a moment before he began to age rapidly.

He used his racial talent once again. But he already overdid it once. Doing it now was jeopardizing his life. But he didn't care.

"Break for me!"

He blasted away Varian easily but the sword still stuck to him like a loach and just wouldn't leave. So, he did the next best thing and cracked the formations.

"Arghhh!" The Specter took out a small box with reverent eyes and floated it into a space crack.

It's done! The thing would now reach the Princess! No one here could stop it! Not even the guy and his strange sword!

The Specter's dying eyes stared into the crack with a proud smile. "Princess Eshala, I've fulfilled my—"

Kacha!

The space crack suddenly fluctuated and the box that was supposed to go slowed down.

Whoosh!

Varian snatched the box and said. "You nearly killed me. I can't let you die in peace. I'm not that good of a guy."

Crimson Specter exploded with rage. "Blasphemy!"

His dying exploded with a brilliant light and the space crack behind Varian expanded.

"Fuck!" Varian resisted with his own space powers and the carefully constructed space tunnel was now riddled with endless holes.

But he couldn't win against the stronger space awakener and was dragged into the space crack.

"W-Was that spa…ce po..w…e.." Crimson Specter turned into ash, unable to verify the ridiculous reality he just witnessed.

Perhaps if he stayed alive for just a bit more, the Jai Empire would've learned of a terrifying being that had just begun to grow up.

— — — —

The space cracks were unforgiving. But he wasn't the amateur he once was. So, Varian didn't survive by luck this time. It's all thanks to his prowess.

But as he wanted to exit the chaotic space, where he'd end up was all dependent on his luck. Varian took a shot and decided to go where his gut told him to.

He regretted it.

'Where am I?' He asked dumbly.

[Nexus Empire. The one ruled by Order group.] The System's voice wasn't as cold as it was in the beginning. But Varian could feel some other emotion he couldn't put a finger on. But he didn't have the leisure to care.

He had to know. Now.

"No. I asked, Where am I?" Varian looked at the bustling streets filled with a variety of races, buildings constructed in styles of architecture he couldn't even imagine, and clouds that turned into islands in the green sky.

He saw ordinary people walking in the air, noticed the wind that solidified into translucent substance in the hands of running children, and ground that flowed like water.

No one here was using their power to cause these changes.

These were all…natural. If he had to say it in technical terms, the rules of this word were bent. It was mindblowing and breaking all common sense.

But Varian had a hunch that the biggest surprise wasn't in the streets or the sky. It was in the tower—the silvery structure at the horizon so vast that it seemed to stretch for thousands of miles and so tall that it reached the moon of the planet.

As if to prove his hunch to be true, a panel appeared in front of him.

[Do you want to climb the tower?

Yes/Yes]

A/N: Volume ends