BXBX NOVEL Chapter 1280: Gearing Up (1)
Chapter 1280: Gearing Up (1)
Skullius would have liked to increase his size so as to match the scale of the place, but he had surrendered the Warmoth\'s Spine to his War Body.
Despite how glad he was that he didn\'t have to constantly wield it anymore, it was going to take a bit of time for him to get used to the artefact\'s absence. After all, even his War Body didn\'t have the burden of constantly having it in the grip.
Skullius led an intrigued Elita past this partition. She likely restrained herself from pelting him with endless questions about this place out of politeness, but Skullius himself wouldn\'t have been able to answer most of them anyway.
It was annoying even for him, but he hadn\'t had the time to fully explore and dissect every single thing in all three of the Colossus Warmoth\'s dimensions; he hadn\'t even discovered the purpose of the Third Layer of the Empyrean Hatcher, for instance.
He imagined that the giant Strawler, Susu\'k, was probably supposed to have been helping him with that from the moment he inherited the Warmoth\'s Legacy, but until today, the arrogant bastard hadn\'t given Skullius any attention at all.
Skullius scoffed.
Soon, he and Elita reached the long, clean hall with sets of artefacts on either side of the straight path to the gleaming, indescribable masterpiece of a colossal armour set.
Elita\'s eyes were transfixed to it at once. Skullius was amused.
He was no longer so enticed by its presence that he would drool and continue to advance towards it with unsatiable greed.
The armour set was hard to describe. It looked like it had several forms depending on how, and where you looked at it from.
This didn\'t mean Skullius wasn\'t interested in that armour anymore though.
At present, Skullius was hearing the calls of many of the items here. He could hear the sword- types especially; he had gotten accustomed to the familiarity with swords that the skill [Infinite Sword God: Primordial Sword] gave him.
But armour sets, shields, cloaks, halberds, glaives, capes, bows, helms, scrolls, and many other items screamed at him, acknowledging and begging for his attention. The sound was a little annoying. Skullius found that the calls of the Transcendent grade level treasures annoyed him instinctively.
He felt repulsed just thinking about wielding them.
On the other hand, the calls of treasures beyond that were like music to his ears.
Yes, he could only give his attention to items that qualified for the Common Reality Leagues. These were easy to spot.
All the treasures in the hall were attached to the wall in rising rows. Quite like the Second Layer of the Empyrean Hatcher, the higher an item was on the wall, the more profound it was. Skullius could see plumes of smoke rising from a lot of the items in here, like a distorted aura. Those that had this detail, were items that qualified to be in the Common Reality Leagues.
For Wicked and Prime Treasures (artefacts, essentially), they were ranked from World, Realm, Void to Reality.
With the upgrades to the guidance field, Skullius could see the descriptions and grades of these items now.
\'There is some pretty ridiculous stuff in here,\' he thought, and made to approach a sick- looking glaive, while scrolling over other fearsome looking weapons, but...
"JAN\'IND!"
A voice called from the end of the hall.
Elita was jolted to calling for her Broodweiler in an instant, and Voided Death Essence was already bubbling from her body.
Skullius raised a hand.
"It\'s alright," he said to her, and stared to the end of the hall.
The great armour seated magisterially there had dark, frothing bubbles rising from it. They looked quite a lot like soapsuds, and had a frightening texture to them. They grew and started to inch towards Skullius and Elita. It was as though the whole hall was turning into a soap bath.
"You just casually have something of this level nesting here?" Elita said to Skullius with a brow raised.
The Hybrid Warmoth smiled.
"You can recognise how powerful it is?" he said to her.
For some reason, he kept forgetting that Elita\'s adventures had probably taken her to strange, dangerous places in the great void where monstrous, great powers attempted to snuff her life.
Of course, she could recognise the sheer quality of Divine power exploding from the armour. Skullius himself had only realised what the soapsuds meant by recalling the wound Elita had given Boron earlier. A substance like this had begun to come out of the wound instead of some variant of blood.
"Of course, I can," Elita said. Her eyes never left the armour and the approaching bubbles. "I\'ve killed a Deity before, after all, though it was under some specific circumstances. Only something of that level can produce Amras this potent."
And indeed, what was coming out of the armour, was Exora Amras, but its quality was way different from what Skullius had in his Broader Existence.
"JAN`IND! SHOW ME WHAT YOU ARE HIDING, AND I MAY PLEDGE MY FEALTY!" the armour cried in a boisterous voice.
Skullius scoffed.
He understood what the armour wanted at once. It responded to his base Divine power, but it knew he was hiding greater powers behind his Default Body. It wanted him to expose the rest
of his Divine might.
How daring.
How insolent.
Skullius was no longer the Progeny of the Warmoth and he had long rejected the path of becoming the echo of the Colossus Warmoth like Susu\'k and this armour wanted. He wouldn\'t accede to the terms of a mere armour, especially when the Common Reality Leagues quite literally classified artefacts as Wicked and Prime.
"SHOW ME, JAN IND!" the armour cried almost threateningly, and its pool of dark bubbles
burst forth.
At once, Skullius responded to the call of one of the treasures hanging on the walls.
It was a large khopesh with a blood red blade tainted with stark white runes and a golden- brown hilt. On feeling the Hybrid Luman\'s response to its call, it was overjoyed and it rushed to him. Skullius held it in one of his hands.
Its power was staggering.
It was different from the Transcendent grade items, which he had thought to be incredibly
powerful all along.
It was a World rank Prime treasure, after all!
Skullius spun the khopesh between his long fingers, using the fraction of a nanosecond before the malice of the great armour set reached them to familiarise himself with the weapon\'s properties. He grinned, and pushed it forward, its flat edge pointed ahead.
The galloping bubbles finally arrived, but they did not advance any further, and cause harm to
Skullius or Elita.
They pooled before the khopesh... and then they were rapidly absorbed into its blood red blade. They sifted swiftly into the white runes glowing on both ends of the blade. The great armour, having a consciousness of its own, stopped expelling Amras. It knew of the insatiable
thirst of the blood red khopesh, after all.
Skullius grinned.
The blade of the khopesh turned a darker shade of red, so dark it might have been black. Just for theatrics, Skullius tossed the khopesh into all four of his hands interchangeably, such that for a split of a nanosecond, it was as though a long, black string was winding around his hands, and then he flung the weapon with all his might at the suit of armour!
The khopesh flew like a comet, moving at ten times the speed of light.
In no time at all, it had reached the armour, and there was staggering impact that shook the Warmoth\'s Treasury.
The khopesh hadn\'t pierced the armour. It simply stopped several inches away from its chest.
But this wasn\'t the doing of the armour.
The great thing no longer moved. It was as still as the khopesh standing stationary in midair,
inches away from it.
All its movement were halted.
"Such a grand design, but so simple a purpose. I actually like it," Skullius said, chuckling.
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The khopesh\'s properties didn\'t seem to be simple at all.
[Immobility Pin]
+World (Prime)+
A Prime treasure with an insatiable lust for all energies; Exora Amras and Exotic Parlous
Natures are no exceptions.
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- Basic Properties-
+Is able to extend its weight to that of an average world
+Has a 15% chance of parrying any and all attacks below the Void threshold directed at the
user
+Can absorb energies of all natures and ranks, but with varying limits.
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+Absolute Prime Property+ After absorbing enough of a target\'s essence, the Immobility Pin is able to restrict theirs (the target\'s) and the movements of all phenomenon related to them for a limited amount of time.
[Author\'s Note]
The nuance of Treasures will be explored as the arcs go on. No need to worry yourself as of yet.