NOVEL SIMPLE 71. Overdue Wisdom
The battle was simple and straightforward.
Shen killed as fast as possible, always with a single spear swing or thrust. He didn't find Evelyn in there, but there was another guy who had developed something close enough to her gravitational powers. Shen filled his body with Boundless Qi and just ignored his power.
His E- spear had three enchantments that made his job much easier: anti-wear, sharpness, and penetration.
At the E- tier, the anti-wear could even regenerate tiny bits of the spear if it cracked. He never broke it, but it almost instantly fixed significant scratches. The weapon left his fights as pristine as it entered them.
The sharpness enchantment made the weapon capable of cutting through the best armor available at the store—F-tier ones. By applying the wisdom of his Concepts and techniques, even without any qi usage, he could simply ignore said armor. When he used Qi, it went through armor, flesh, and bones felt as easily as if he were cutting a piece of paper.
And the penetration enchantment assisted the sharpness by making the spear go a little further, though it was more effective in his thrusts.
Using qi against his foes required him to spend willpower as their souls countered the energy. Fortunately, the system gave him the spent willpower back when the battles ended. Shen went all out, and it made him a killing machine.
His final kill count was exactly twenty-five hundred kills in thirty-six hundred seconds.
He made a very sneaky move at the end. He didn't know how much AP Alicia had as she was nowhere to be seen, but the cut had decreased to around ten thousand AP. There were enough people like him targeting those just above the cut. She might make it.
His last act of help to her was targeting a guy with precisely the cut amount fifteen seconds to the end of the battle.
Shen could've killed the guy quickly and moved on, but it might give his foe the chance to recover his lost AP. So instead, he just defended until two seconds were left, then killed him with a single strike.
The guy screamed in rage and panic all the while, but Shen ignored it. Cultivator tournaments were also about using the rules to bring the most to you and your clan.
It wasn't his fault if the guy ended up not having anyone doing the same for him.
Fire.
Fire dominated Alicia's thoughts.
To burn, to kill, to turn into ashes. She used her fire to destroy, obliterate, annihilate everything.
She felt she was onto something there, but it didn't quite click. There was a tiny gap between her and whatever was beyond that she couldn't bridge.
So she killed her frustrations by killing others. She killed and killed—and died a few times too—until pointing a finger did nothing anymore.
The countdown reached zero.
Thousands of people were immediately teleported away. She looked at the top right corner of her vision.
| 9,744 AP required
Her net worth was 10,233 AP.
She fell to her knees and started crying in relief.
Shen read the messages that appeared.
Tutorial - 3rd Stage
Congratulations, you've won!
For being in the top 10% of this tutorial, you shall be rewarded with a free stat upgrade to the E- tier.
You must be at the E-rank to use it. If you aren't at the E-rank yet, the upgrade will still be available when you make it.
If all your unlocked stats are already at the E- tier, you'll be rewarded 8,000 AP instead.
| +8,000 AP
| Total AP: 402,964 AP
That wasn't bad, but it still wasn't the best news he got.
Tutorial - 3rd Stage
You've cleared this stage without dying even once.
Nurturing great talents is a tenant of the Multiverse Alliance. Most of the time, it's better to let one develop by oneself. Only self-reliant growth can lead to stable power.
However, sometimes a tiny push might help more than hurt.
Not dying in this stage despite walking the path of supremacy is further impressive because there was no consequence to dying multiple times except losing this reward. Almost all your peers used it to train sub-optimal techniques or attempt to kill those beyond them.
Thus, the reward is also better than usual.
You've been given a free level up to any Skill of your choice.
You must use it before leaving the tutorial. It'll be lost for good if you get expelled before using it.
Shen immediately decided he would purchase the spear art Skill next. He had a little over four hundred thousand AP and was already strong for his rank if the people he had fought against were any indication.
He had been considering saving up for the D-tier learning ability upgrade, but he might take longer than the end of the tutorial to reach the D-rank. He didn't doubt he would, one day, reach it, but his arrogance had made him lose enough already.
He would get the spear art and level it up instead of his footwork because it was higher ranked, and thus, probably harder to improve.
Shen looked for Alicia but didn't find her. "Teleport to Alicia Winter," he said, but nothing happened. He hoped she had made it.
A few moments after the end of the fight, the system teleported them away without further word.
Shar'Talon, the dark elven main world. The surface was entirely covered by a swirling dark mist. It reached into space like the flames of a star, giving the place an eerie atmosphere.
Liya approached in a small grey shuttle, a spacecraft of orc origin. She was accompanied by the orc Bik'Ar, the High Chieftain. The trip had been long, if eventless, and it gave her a long time to think.
Back in the orc homeworld, she had believed she had made the right choice.
As she drew closer to Shar'Talon, things changed.
It was one of the drow's best-kept secrets that they were all connected to the Bloody Mists of Shar'Talon, and being closer to it strengthened their bodies and soul. It was one of the reasons they hadn't lost this world yet despite losing the last seven ones they had called main world.
The unfortunate price they had to pay for it was that the drow got weaker the further away from the Mists they got. They lost the strengthening effect about a hundred galaxies away, and if they moved further away, they became weaker than their base power, up to fifty percent of it.
It was one of the main reasons planet Shar'Talon moved around so much in their wars.
Now that she was so close to the Mists, Liya was twice as powerful as her base power. That made her four times as strong as back in the orc world, which was far enough for her to be weakened to fifty percent of her base power.
The extra soul strength let her tell that she had been charmed.
Back then, Liya hadn't questioned the blatant lie thrown at her face. She knew she had been doing the Ritual of the Rising Challenge yet hadn't asked for clarification when they claimed it was a stupid Ritual of Fornication instead. She wasn't senseless enough to do all she had done in that world without thoroughly confirming her information first.
Liya was the Drow Maiden, and she knew better than to go to battle without verifying the information she had on her enemies.
The orc ship traveled unhindered. Just as she could feel the Mists, so the Mists could feel her, and the Autarchs thus knew she was in the vessel.
The Mists didn't damage the vessel as it approached, though it would turn any other to shreds. She pointed the way, and they landed at what looked like a random place. Like the entirety of the drow world's surface, it was made of pure black rock.
The drow had long learned that staying on the surface only made it easier for orbital strikes to decimate their people.
When they left the spacecraft, they were teleported into the Chamber of Betrayal.
The room was enormous, for not only it could hold dozens of betrayers at once, but the powerful magic matrices etched on it also required that much space. It was made entirely of Phoenix-Quenched Troll Heart that looked like dark red rock.
At the far end of the room, a hundred and thirteen steps led to a misshapen throne made of fossilized drow blood and drow bones.
Each Step of Deception leading to the Throne of Overdue Wisdom had been put in place after each attempt of other races betraying the drow as a whole, their Maiden, or their Rising Star. Whether the effort had succeeded was irrelevant, though it was their shame most had.
Liya's clothes had automatically changed during the teleportation, her blacksmith garbs replaced with black dragon-scaled armor and a dark red cloak.
Bik'Ar hadn't been as fortunate as Liya. The High Chieftain found herself naked and kneeling in the middle of the vast magical formation covering the entire room, etched in bass relief then filled with the most expensive materials.
Despite the resources, thirteen B-rank drow were also there, helping the formation function and ready for anything Bik'Ar might do. For them to be here was to forego other things that required their attention, but the Chamber of Betrayal was almost an absolute priority when activated. The drow had learned better than to ignore warnings of deception or to underestimate betrayers in their main world.
Drow history was one of painful education.
Bik'Ar tried to struggle against the formation. Her body barely moved, and there was no mana inside the formation for her to use.
"How dare you, elven bitch?" Bik'Ar screamed, forcing her lowered head to raise and meet Liya's. She failed. She couldn't even reach the lowest of the Steps of Deception.
"Did your people lie to me when you said I was doing Ritual of Fornication instead of the Ritual of the Rising Challenge?" Liya asked with a level voice.
"Yes," Bik'Ar replied despite herself.
The drow hadn't invested so much in the formation for nothing. Even B-ranks would tell the truth under its compulsion.
Bik'Ar widened her eyes in surprise. Indeed, the resources to make a B-rank talk were staggering. Yet her surprise, Liya could tell, came from arrogance, not the price paid. She had believed herself beyond being treated like a random dog.
She had been wrong.
"I demand to talk to your leaders!" Bik'Ar screamed. "I officially represent the orc race! Touching me is an offense that will lead to war."
Oh, she had been so very wrong.
"Uk'Gaar, your Rising Star has betrayed the Drow Maiden. You yourself said it would be sufficient to lead to war once I returned. That was one of the reasons you came. Now, I learn that even a High Chieftain is involved. This makes everything a betrayal of orcs against the entirety of the drow."
"Yes!" the orc insisted. "I am too important for you to touch! Get me to your leaders!"
Liya laughed humorlessly. "You're mine by Right of Deceit."
How heart-wrenching it was that the drow had been deceived enough times to establish entire sets of rules about how to deal with it.
How miserable that their culture had been molded by their failings.
How sad that Liya had allowed herself to walk the same steps despite being trained to know better.
She stood up and descended the Steps of Deception. They were a hundred and fourteen now, the last one seamlessly added on top of the others through magic. It had been so very long since the Steps had gotten a new addition that some believed the drow had become paranoid enough to avoid all betrayal. Yet, as proven time and time again, there would always be a next time.
She stopped in front of Bik'Ar and slapped the orc. The unprotected and weakened High Chieftain's head flew from her body. Her corpse fell on the floor, but her soul remained, kneeling in the same place. The formation let all in the room see it like an orc made of light.
"You were right in one thing," Liya said to the dumbfounded orc. "You told me that when something is as old as the Alliance, it's common to find repeated mistakes being made over and over again. You said that strength doesn't always bring wisdom.
"Your mistake was to coddle your Rising Star despite his failings. Now your entire race will pay for the mistake of one, as many have before you. Uk'Gaar might not have known better than to cross a Maiden of another race, even an exiled one, but you did. Yet you chose to go forth with it all the same."
She turned to a B-rank. "I invoke the Right of Revenge. Question the betrayer while I visit the Autarchs.
"I swear on my blood that the drow will be at war against the orcs by the end of the day."