Odyssey of the Blind God

The realization that some other unknown existence caused the descending of a plateau, the incident with the Mutant Minotaur, and the appearance of the Abyssal ranked dungeon to force the citizens to leave Juna were quite shocking.

But for that to happen, the perpetrator had to be someone who was well aware of certain things. Not only would the culprit have to know that there was no true powerhouse, let alone a Prometheus Original in Juna, but he or she would have to have everything planned out meticulously.

A single mistake and the entire plan, and the energy spent on every single step would be for naught.

This was extremely risky and usually not worth it because plans easily went a different path than one might expect.

The Sacred Knights leader had realized this already. In fact, the current situation annoyed him the most because he had actively helped another Divine existence to accomplish their plans without meaning to.

'I hope there won't be an existence above the Prometheus rank on the descending plateau. Jundra will still prohibit them from entering, even if tremendous amounts of energy and a Divinity is used up. There will probably only be a permanent portal for the descending race.'

Silvian quickly concluded what was going on. In the beginning, he didn't want to accept it because reclaiming Juna was part of his plan on gaining more and more popularity.

Having defeated the Mutant Minotaur would increase his popularity, however, that was only natural.

Yet, with the appearance of the descending plateau, his image might be adversely affected.

After all, the entire plateau was likely to destroy the entire shelter, and the remaining dungeons within and outside Juna before replacing everything with the ecosystem existing on the plateau.

The news about the descending plateau was certainly going to be more interesting than the Sacred Knights leader defeating a monster that killed four of the strongest Originals mankind had.

'I cannot change it anymore, either way. The mana density on the descending plateau will permanently change the situation here and in the surrounding area. If I make use of this, I might be able to advance faster. The Prometheus rank shouldn't keep me busy for too long with so much mana around…'

They were still in the meeting, but Silvian had become quieter. He didn't want to waste his time having to think about what exactly he could reveal without being considered suspicious.

As the Sacred Knights leader, he had to prevent acting too suspiciously. It was fine if he had the answer to some questions because he could reason that it was his Innate ability that had revealed certain memories to him.

However, that was already it. Yet, while Silvian was quite careful, Nial found it much harder not to reveal the entire truth about what he knew.

His knowledge was, by far, lower than Silvian's. But even if that was the case, the memories he received from the Odyssey seed were extremely helpful.

"In the end, we will have to wait and see what is going to happen. We cannot change it anyway. Let's just warn everyone and tell them that they might have to be prepared to leave Juna at any moment.

After all, it looks like the decayed land is growing in the shelter's direction. I guess we will have to abandon the shelter once again, and see what will happen." The old man, next to Kirlia suggested.

He didn't seem to be too agitated about the given situation, and one could almost say that he was way too calm given that more than a thousand powerful and potential powerhouses died in the reclaiming process of the Juna, just to be forced to abandon it once again.

'He should belong to one of the oldest generations like Miranda. I guess he has seen more than enough to tell that there is nothing we can do about the descending plateau.' Nial thought, using his Mana Sense to visualize the old man.

He didn't look anything special, had long and thin hair, and his skin was covered in wrinkles. At the first glance, it almost seemed as if he would collapse on the ground at any moment. Yet, despite his old and frail appearance, the old man was definitely at the Prometheus rank, and even more advanced than the Sacred Knights leader at that!

'Impressive.' Nial thought in admiration.

"Let's take the teleportation circle with us. Everyone who wants to can leave already, while those who want to stay should remain here." The bulky, 2.3-meter tall Original said.

p Nial found out that his name was Tyson. He was a Prometheus Original as well and had a special constitution that increased his physical strength to an extreme state.

Not a single Original was as powerful as Tyson at the same rank if they were to solely consider their physical strength!

However, despite being physically strong and looking like a muscle-head, he could keep his calm, and use his mind to think before speaking instead of letting his muscles and raw strength do the talking.

"I doubt that many would stay here if we cancel the conquest to reclaim Juna. It won't bring them anything after all. In fact, this 'descending plateau' or whatever it is called should be quite dangerous. Only the Tritan Originals and the Prometheus Originals should stay behind, in my opinion." Kirlia stated her opinion.

She looked at her disciple with a trace of worry gleaming in her eyes. Kirlia Maverick didn't want anything to happen to her disciple, which was why she wanted to force the little troublemaker to leave, even if she didn't want to.

However, instead of agreeing to her proposal, the old man blatantly rejected her idea.

"Nobody here is a kid anymore. Everyone knows how dangerous the wilderness is, and that there is no perfectly safe place for anyone in the wilderness. Just let them decide on their own, whether they want to stay or not.

If they want to seek an opportunity on the descending plateau and test their fate, they might as well be willing to face the dangers. Don't take away their freedom of choice, just because you are worried about your disciple's well-being."

The entire meeting continued in a similar way with people stating their opinions. However, Nial slowly lost interest in it.

Some of the truly powerful Originals were quite annoying, but most of them were somewhat fine.

Thus, instead of sitting idle, Nial created a profile for everyone to make mental notes about their strength, their behavior, their ticks if they revealed any, and so on.

But he was still happy when the meeting was done.

'Finally over.' Nial thought in relief when the meeting finished after several hours. Only the first hour or so had been interesting for Nial.

But this first hour was the only part of the meeting that seemed important enough for him to absorb every single detail, bothering him.

'The descending plateau is either something extremely bad, worse than the Dryx's infiltration, or it can become an opportunity for mankind. Just the chances for it to be the latter….are low…'

Nial could easily recall many races that belonged to Divine existences. There were also some that were on their own, rejecting to be supported by any Divine existence. However, there weren't actually many who liked the human race.

There were quite a few races that were just like humans, whether it was behavior or appearance-wise. Those would probably have some amity with the humans from Jundra.

However, such races were the minority amongst minorities. The chances that mankind would have some luck after so many unlucky encounters were little. It may not be nil, but Nial didn't have much hope if he were to be honest.

'But why do I still want to stay?' He wondered, feeling as if he had to stay in Juna and witness the arrival of the first members belonging to the descending plateau's race.

Nial left the huge tent alone. He was about to return to his tent, only to hear a sonorous voice from behind.

"Wait for a moment, please."

Nial turned around upon realizing who it was. It was the veiled woman, which astonished him a bit. However, he could control his facial features. Through this, he could make it seem as if he was not actually confused about why she would call out for him.

"Your name is Nial, right?" She asked while approaching him.

"My name is Nial Orin, yes." Nial was visibly confused. He had never expected that the veiled woman would approach him after ignoring his previous attempts to communicate earlier.

One of his plans had been to talk to her as long as she was still in Juna because he was not sure how long it would take for them to meet each other once again if Kirlia left Juna with her.

However, he had yet to find the perfect timing, when her Master Kirlia was not around.

"Alright, so Nial it is. I'm sorry to ask you this, and I hope you won't take it the wrong way, but I just have to ask this!" The veiled woman seemed somewhat excited.

She spoke a lot more compared to before, so Nial was baffled for a second and simply nodded his head. Seeing this, the veiled woman continued to speak,

"Just how did you know about the descending plateau? The Sacred Knights leader seemed to know that you would know about this as well! Did you read about it in a book from some sort of dungeon, or did your Innate ability tell you about it?"

By now, many people knew that Innate abilities could share memories with their host. That was also why the veiled woman asked him straightforwardly.

Mankind had yet to find out the truth behind the reason of their Innate abilities sharing intel with their host.

However, that was not important right now.

'I actually don't even need to lie.' Nial thought before speaking,

"You could say that my Innate ability shared some memories revolving around descending plateaus with me." He answered honestly.

The veiled woman seemed somewhat disappointed as she issued a lifeless sigh, "Ah…okay," before turning around to leave.

Apparently, she had hoped that Nial had something more interesting to share with her. That was also why she had been so excited.

"Wait a moment, please." Nial suddenly said, feeling bothered that the veiled woman wanted to leave immediately.

She halted in her tracks and looked back, only to see a holographic picture right in front of her.

Nial didn't want to waste the veiled woman's time too much, or even worse, let Kirlia see him with her.

Kirlia Maverick was too dangerous and protective of her disciple, topics including her, and she was too much of a confusing person, in the first place.

Thus, Nial had moved fast, and quickly accessed the gallery on the Originals bracelet to manifest the only picture he had of his family.

He ignored anything else and pointed at his sister.

"By any chance, do you know her?"

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