Origin Lust Sword System



The Dimension Heart Zone of the Goblin Paradise was located in a valley that was reinforced by the humans by building thick walls so the goblins couldn't claim that place or make any trouble.

Within this valley were multiple guard posts, and in the center was built a small size city with simple building structures. These kinds of places in dimensions were known as Sanctum Cities where only humans could enter no dimension creatures.

Furthermore, Sanctum Cities were also the only exit point to the outside world from a dimension, and that's how the Magic Union controlled the flow of dimension-related goods. The people inside had no other choice but to abide by the Magic Union rules if they wanted to get out.

Not only that but within a dimension, those law enforcers were even more overbearing and ruthless. That's why not causing trouble.

The properties in Sanctum City were all under the Magic Union, and they were only rentable but not for sale. They alone generate massive revenue, especially if someone wants to open a stall or shop within Sanctum City.

Just the rent of a small stall was sky-high, much less a proper shop. But those merchants still opened them as the business on this side was too profitable because everyone here was a dimension diver, and there wasn't any professional dimension diver who wasn't rich.

Today, the Sanctum City of the Goblin Paradise was the same hustle and bustle. The dimension divers were busy strolling the market area while some were finding a place to rest after returning from the hunt.

Some of them were even running out of their DEP and exiting the dimension from the Exit Center or recharging their DEP limit from the Magic Union Branch in the Sanctum City.

However, some dimension divers suddenly noticed something extremely absurd as they saw a masked man in a black windbreaker walking down from the sky as if he was some God.

When they blink their eyes in shock, the man has already vanished, and they all rub their eyes and then laugh in self-mockery as they think they were hallucinating just now and return to doing their own thing again.

However, if they had looked more carefully, they could've seen a tall silhouette in black walking in the crowd.

Cyrus looked around the Sanctum City with an intrigued gaze as he didn't expect there would be so many humans present in this city despite him not seeing more than ten out there.

Cyrus mused with a peculiar glint in his eyes, 'It seemed this place is much larger than I thought, and the direction from which I entered seemed to be quite remote. It was the right decision to come here by air after all, and I also examined the sky as well.

'And just like the underworld dimension, the sky seemed to be static without any sun or moon. It's like time has been stopped in a particular moment, and the environment will remain the same no matter which kind of change the dimension experienced. Just like a deity's secret realm…'

"Halt! Where do you think you're going?"

Cyrus thought process was disrupted by this overbearing heavy voice, and when he looked ahead, he found he was standing in front of a road blockade. He was stopped by a burly man with a gloomy aura before he could cross a red line marked on the road.

It was clearly a prohibited zone.

Ignoring the big guy in front, he looked behind him and saw a metal bunker a few hundred meters behind the blockade. It was like a long alleyway, with the only way in and out being this exact road.

Furthermore, this blockade was just one of the ten within this long alleyway, and many men like the one blocking his way were guarding them, and they were all armed to the teeth. Many of them were even standing over the walls of the alleyway.

They were holding guns which strange patterns on them, and Cyrus instantly recognized them as they were Magic Guns which can utilize magic power and turn them into bullets.

Even if someone can't use magic, they can use custom-made magic bullets, and they are deadly as they come. Cyrus has yet to see anyone else wielding such weapons except these guards here.

It was quite clear the Magic Union might have hands in control over these extraordinary weapons, and they fully utilized them to their own advantage, like protecting the heart zones from ill-intended individuals or showing their supreme might.

However, Cyrus didn't even blink after watching all those armed guards and asked the man in front of him impassively, "I was drawn in this direction by magic density. Is the dimension core within that metal building?"

The burly guard holding a magic assault rifle frowned, seeing Cyrus, who didn't back down, nor did he show any hint of nervousness standing in front of him or by all those guards behind him looking at Cyrus like hawks.

He was looking at them as if they did not even exist, and he only had that metal bunker in his eyes.

Some passersby also noticed the masked man standing in front of the alleyway, which goes straight toward the dimension core, and that area was avoided by everyone unless they didn't want their life.

Yet today, this guy seemed to seek trouble with those overbearing Sanctum Guards. The Sanctum Guards were infamous not only for their cold attitude but were all at least rare rank experts.

They were all trained soldiers of the Magic Union, and they could even go toe to toe or even threaten Experienced Class Dimension Divers with their magic guns.

So, no one wanted to be on their bad side, and they all abide by the rules. Now this guy was making trouble, so they all stopped to watch the show as this guy would get his ass handed to him very soon.

"If you don't step back within ten seconds, I'll make sure you do not have your legs to make that decision ever again." The Sanctum Guard finally wasn't having Cyrus's indifferent attitude and showed killing intent.

The other Sanctum Guards also curled their lips coldly as they were watching in amusement since they were somewhat bored by just standing idle and no one seeking trouble with them. This should provide them with some amusement.

Cyrus nodded in understanding, "I get it, I really do. So, here's what we're going to do, I'll give you guys three seconds to step aside since you are in my way, or you'll be the chickens that got slaughtered just to scare the monkeys. Now what will it be…"

Cyrus's arrogant words were heard by many, and they looked at the masked man with bewilderment before someone suddenly guffawed and followed him; everyone started laughing while looking at Cyrus as if he was a clown.

The Sanctum Guards were the same, and the one standing right in front of Cyrus couldn't help but sneer, "So you have a mental illness, huh? Let me see what I can do for you…"

Just as those words escaped his mouth, his laughter came to an abrupt halt as his heart churned because all of a sudden, his survival instincts started screaming at him to run away or he would be dead.

This kind of feeling was something every being had when they were about to die, and those who lived on the battlefield could sense it even more clearer.

"Tsk, tsk, here I was thinking of making you guys manual laborers, bestowing some luck upon you. But it seemed without making an example out of someone, humans will never know the true fear of Gods…" Cyrus's icy cold voice sounded in a hundred-meter radius directly into everyone's ears as if he was whispering right into their ears.

Those who were not even aware of what was going on were completely spooked when they heard that unknown voice which aroused fear from their very being.

As for those who had Cyrus in their view, they stopped laughing as their heart palpitated, and the feeling of trepidation suddenly stuck them hard.

But alas, it was too late to escape…

Right when Cyrus's voice trailed off, mountainous pressure suddenly gushed out from his person, and it started to envelop everyone…

"Wha-….akikkk.."

"N…ahhhh"

"Oh..."

Strange cries started to ring as whoever felt that pressure washed over them. They couldn't even withstand it for a second before they fell over to their knees and spotted themselves with their hands to stop themselves from being crushed into the ground.

Not only those who were closed but those who were in a one-mile radius were effective by this mysterious pressure and fell to their knees and started to scream in bewilderment and horror as they had no idea where this pressure came from.

As for those who were somewhat aware of this pressure's medium, the people and Sanctum Guards standing a moment ago close to Cyrus, they were horrified as they were now panting heavily like dogs while supporting themselves under that pressure, and it kept getting heavier and heavier.

The most ironic thing was the man they were just laughing at was standing right on his spot as if nothing had happened, and they couldn't even look at him anymore as their heart was now gripped with fear.

The madman no longer seemed to be mad or man even, but a horrifying being who they shouldn't have offended!