Vigil, Ishvel, Horus, and Sedestro arrived at Xukhar's independent realm.
Ishvel: What is this bloodbath? This madness…
The space was nothing short of chaos—a realm soaked in violence. Demons fought relentlessly, tearing into one another while hunting serpentine beasts that slithered through a lush violet forest. The air itself was thick with monstrous swarms, buzzing and shrieking. Everywhere, demons clashed, beasts roared, and the ground was stained with endless bloodshed. The strong fought the strong, while the weak were mercilessly culled.
Vigil: These guys… They're playing with lives.
Ishvel: Not quite. This is the nature of demons. Look around you—this independent realm reflects Xukhar's lineage. The monsters here align with his race. This kind of blood-soaked cycle is normal for demonkind. The realm adapts to the essence of its refiner.
Sedestro: Exactly. Ishvel is right. We don't need paradises like your green world, Ishvel. Demons thrive in madness, in chaos, in blood. It's what fuels their growth. Unintelligent ones may live only to kill, but even the intelligent among us evolve through combat. And here… (he gestured to the battlefield) …they're immortal. They can be resurrected infinitely, forging a legion unafraid of death.
Ishvel: Resurrection… immortal?
Sedestro explained what he and Xukhar had uncovered about their realms.
Ishvel: (smirking wickedly) Oh. Haha. That's a good thing then.
Sedestro stiffened at Ishvel's reaction, a flicker of unease creeping through him. Did I just give trouble to his legions? Haha… he thought nervously.
Suddenly, a deep voice rumbled across the realm.
Xukhar: Yawn… What are you doing here, brothers?
He emerged from the black orb seated on an altar—a massive sphere, five meters in diameter, pulsing with ominous light.
Sedestro: Did you discover something?
Xukhar: I did. Look closely—my orb has grown larger, hasn't it? Inside lies a chaos space, dense with potent energy. It rotates, cycles endlessly, and fuels this realm infinitely. I've been cultivating within it.
Xukhar's aura radiated with raw power, far more potent than before.
Vigil: You're one step closer to evolving… to breaking through to Ancestral Lord Rank.
Xukhar: I am.
Sedestro: Why didn't you tell me about this?
Xukhar: I only discovered it an hour ago. But inside, time flows differently—one hour outside equals a year within. I've just emerged. This… is truly a gift from Master.
Vigil: Another great discovery. We must gather everyone with their orbs and share what we've found. Then we'll hold a meeting before facing the Dehedra.
Xukhar: Did you uncover anything else? Tell me.
Vigil: Later.
In an instant, they vanished—reappearing inside Magnus's independent space.
Much like Ishvel's realm, this world flourished with greenery. But instead of beasts, it was home to an army of millions of Ashura Kong. They trained endlessly, fought each other in contests of strength, and tended farmlands sprawling with crops. It was self-sustaining, disciplined, and thriving.
Magnus had been tasked with clearing the forests near Avalon to make farmland for herbs, and his knowledge of farming had been integrated into his realm.
A roar echoed. A group of Ashura Kong noticed the arrivals.
Ishvel: Where is your master?
Devil Kong: There.
A horned Ashura Kong—one of Magnus's generals—spoke, pointing toward a barbarian-style hut. He led them there.
Devil Kong: My king, you have visitors.
Sensing their presence, Magnus stirred. No longer beastlike, he had taken a fully human form—though with six arms rippling with strength. Emerging from the hut, his aura pressed like a storm.
Magnus: Greetings, brothers and sister.
Ishvel: You succeeded.
Magnus: It's thanks to your guidance, big brother.
Ishvel had been visiting those granted orbs, guiding their growth and helping them shape their realms.
Vigil: Well, well, well… This is a surprise. You've evolved into a fully human form, with six arms no less. And your strength… it's far greater than before. This is a great advancement, Magnus.
Magnus: Thank you for your praise, elder sister. But may I ask—why has everyone gathered here?
Horus: Master has ordered us to capture the Dehedra. But along the way, we encountered… problems with our realms. So we're visiting everyone to see their progress and learn from each other. From what I can tell, you and Ishvel have been in contact since receiving your orbs.
Ishvel: We have. Those of us who received orbs from Vigil have shaped our realms into green worlds, sustaining our legions with natural resources.
Magnus: It was thanks to brother Ishvel's help. Without him, I would have been overwhelmed by the sheer number of legions spawned from my essence.
Sedestro: Have you discovered anything new within your realm?
Magnus: Hmm… nothing much. Except this.
He revealed a peculiar fruit—violet in color, with swirling patterns carved into its skin, exuding a strange, mysterious power.
Magnus: Certain trees produce these fruits. When my subordinates—like the Devil Kong—consume them, they evolve into variants and gain special abilities.
Vigil: A major discovery. Can it be mass produced?
Magnus: No. I tried placing one in the orb—it was rejected. These fruits appear rarely, and they don't contain seeds to be planted. Edeo also encountered similar fruits in his realm. They're unpredictable, but powerful.
Ishvel: I've found such fruits too, but I dared not try them. They could be dangerous.
Sedestro: Hmm… So that's how it is.
Vigil: What do you mean?
Sedestro: My black trees also bear strange fruits. My legions often fight to the death just to eat them. I ignored it at first, but those who consumed them evolved rapidly—gaining unnatural, supernatural abilities beyond their latent potential.
Magnus: From my tests, the fruits are safe. I've eaten several myself. Some granted elemental powers, others boosted my strength to new heights. Look—
He raised his six arms. Flames danced from one, thunder crackled from another, steel shimmered, water flowed, ice glistened, and wind howled.
Magnus: Through these abilities, I evolved into this new form. Stronger, faster. But even so, these powers need honing. Thanks to Ishvel, I've also begun learning conceptualization—I'm already half a step there.
Vigil: So you plan to decline Master's Transformation ability?
Magnus: Yes. That's why I sought Ishvel's guidance to grow stronger on my own—and I succeeded.
With a focused breath, Magnus shifted again. His form melted away into a normal human body, with only two arms.
Magnus: I also gained transfiguration. Convenient, isn't it? Perhaps it's better if I look like this.
Horus: Hmm. That is convenient. Do you also possess instant regeneration?
Magnus: I do. Without it, transfiguration would not have been possible.
Horus: Congratulations, brother. You've grown beyond expectation. I'm certain Master will be proud when he sees you.
Magnus: Thank you, brother Horus.
Vigil: Let's move on to the others.
Then they vanished and arrived at Langres' place.
Another independent realm, lush with greenery.
Vigil: Hmm.
A city made of stone was currently being built. Legions of Langres were all busy constructing the city, while Langres himself commanded the operation.
Langres: Brothers and sister, you've graced me with your presence.
Ishvel: We're here to see your progress.
Langres: I'm doing well, brother Ishvel. Thanks to your advice and help, my realm is now self-sustainable and can provide food for my legions.
Vigil: What is all of this development?
Langres: I decided to make my realm into something comfortable for my legions—so that when they rest, they have their own homes and houses.
Clang. Clang. Some of Langres' legions were forging swords, armors, and other weapons.
Sedestro: Hmm. Interesting. Where did you get all these metals—and in such large amounts?
He noticed blocks upon blocks of ores piled nearby, being used for blacksmithing.
Langres: I discovered an ore region in this independent realm. No matter how much we mine, the ores replenish infinitely. Such a wonderful gift from master—something that defies logic itself.
His legions were now fully armored. Not only were they physically strong, but also equipped with weapons and armament.
Vigil: This is a good development. Hmm. Did you also teach the others how to conceptualize?
Ishvel: I did.
Langres: I'm just at the beginning stage of understanding conceptualization, but I'm working on it.
Vigil: Good.
Sedestro: Vigil, let's separate for now and gather everyone who has been given an orb. Let's start this meeting earlier.
Vigil: Sure. I'll be staying here. Let the meeting be held in Langres' independent realm. Gather everyone.
Sedestro: Sure thing.
Then Sedestro vanished.
Horus: I'll fetch Razor and Valor too.
Horus vanished as well.
Magnus: I'll go and get Edeo, Maxel, and Ormis.
Magnus also vanished.
Ishvel turned blue and vanished. He arrived in the lush green grasslands and forests of Maverick's independent realm.
The world was full of animals and herbivorous beasts, serving as sustenance for the legions of humanoid Darokes under Maverick. But unlike before, all Darokes were now in fully human form—still bearing their distinctive black horns, tails, and ears. They could still revert to their Humanoid Beast Form or their full Daroke Beast Form when needed.
Maverick: Brother Ishvel.
Ishvel: Vigil is holding a meeting for all who have been given orbs by master. I'm here to fetch you. Hmm. You've grown stronger.
Maverick: Hehe. I discovered a place to cultivate, brother Ishvel.
Ishvel: Inside the orb?
Maverick: Ahh, you already know about it.
Ishvel: I just learned from Xukhar today. Let's go and fetch the others.
Then they vanished.
Sedestro arrived at Achilles' realm—another green paradise, but teeming with swarms of insect knight legions.
Sedestro: Hmm.
He observed a very organized aerial legion maneuvering above.
Achilles: Brother Sedestro.
Sedestro looked at the insect knight legions.
Sedestro: Such a very organized legion.
The legions clashed in massive group battles—legion against legion. Those defeated were resurrected by a colossal Insect Mother Worm.
Achilles: Thanks for your praise, brother.
Sedestro: Vigil and everyone else will be conducting a meeting to learn about everyone's progress and how they're making their realms sustainable. All those given orbs are invited to Langres' realm.
Achilles: Sure.
Sedestro: Hmm. You've become fully human in form. How did that happen?
Achilles was now a fully human man—handsome, with golden hair and golden-red eyes. He wore a knight's armor of gold, silver, and black, and held a long golden spear and a silver spear.
Achilles: It's thanks to the orb that I evolved into this form. Ishvel also taught us conceptualization, which hastened our progress and evolution, making us stronger than before.
Sedestro: Interesting. Your demeanor also became composed and calm. You've grown stronger, brother. Let's duel when you master conceptualization.
Achilles: I was thinking the same, brother.
He said it with a confident edge. His once-arrogant demeanor had shifted into composed confidence—not just in his power, but in his strength.
Sedestro: I'll be looking forward to it.
Then Magnus arrived at Edeo's place. He levitated above the sky of Edeo's independent realm. Below, vast grasslands and forests spread out, where armored centaur knight legions clashed like medieval armies in grand-scale war.
All of them were charging against Edeo himself—millions fighting, only to throw themselves to their deaths.
Suddenly, Edeo stopped and floated into the sky.
Edeo: Who are you? … Hmm. Brother Magnus.
At first, he didn't recognize him. But with his energy, he realized it was Magnus.
Edeo: What is it, brother? Why the sudden visit?
Magnus: Elder sister Vigil and the others are holding a meeting for all those tasked by master to produce legions. To see our progress.
Edeo: Oh. Sure then. By the way, congratulations, brother—you've become stronger.
Magnus: So did you, brother Edeo. You've grown much stronger. You've even gotten bigger.
Edeo had once again evolved—now with four devil horns and a massive, muscle-bound physique like a true warlord of destruction.
Edeo: LISTEN, EVERYONE! THE TRAINING FOR TODAY IS DONE!
With that booming announcement, all the centaur knight legions below dispersed.
Then Magnus and Edeo vanished and arrived at Ormis' place.
Another stretch of greenlands—an independent, sustainable realm that supported Ormis' legions of Revaris, humanoid warriors clad in rhino-like armor. Like Edeo's legions, the Revaris were also clashing against one another under Ormis' supervision. He sat upon a stone chair shaped like a throne, overseeing their training.
Among them, humanoid Cerdals were present as well, witnessing the Revaris' drills.
Ormis: Hmm. Brother Edeo… and—hmm—brother Magnus.
(He was surprised to see Magnus in his fully human form.)
Ormis: What's with the sudden visit?
They explained to him about the meeting.
From the other side of the battlefield, where the Cerdals had gathered, another figure arrived.
Maxel: Hmm. What's with this gathering?
Magnus: Maxel, you're here. Perfect.
Maxel: What is this all about?
He too was informed of the meeting.
Maxel had also taken on a humanoid form. He now appeared as a tall, black-skinned man of regal stature, his hair braided in intricate styles befitting a king.
Maxel: So that's how it is. This is only my body double. I'll inform my main body and head to Langres' place.
Maxel: CERDALS, LET'S GO BACK.
He turned to Ormis.
Maxel: Thank you, brother Ormis, for this training course between our legions. Let's continue this from time to time.
Ormis: Thank you as well, brother Maxel. My legions are the tank type—it's good training for us to fight against the nimble and shadowy Cerdals. It enhances our capabilities against speed-based and assassin-type enemies.
Maxel: And it's just as good for the Cerdals to battle against your Revaris, with their amazing defenses. It strengthens our power of penetration and pushes us to develop strategies against heavily armored opponents.
Edeo: You're doing this exchange? Why don't we participate as well?
Magnus: Us too. This is a very good training regimen. It will enhance our legions' capabilities against many different kinds of enemies.
Ormis: I am very open to this matter.
Maxel: My main body might also agree to it.
Edeo: Then let's do this after the meeting.
Ormis: Sure.
Magnus: I'll be expecting such exchanges in the future.
Maxel: Just visit us, brother Magnus.
Magnus: Let's also bring this up at the meeting. The others will surely be interested.
Ormis: That's a good idea. With this, our legions will improve by leaps and bounds.
Maxel: Then see you at the meeting, brothers.
Maxel and the Cerdals vanished.
The three others also prepared to head out.