Death… And Me-Novel

Rean then used his connection with Roan to talk about this issue. 'What do you think? Can you see a path that can be used?'

Roan shook his head. Still, he thought his father's idea was feasible. 'I don't know how, but if there is someone who knows it, that is Soul Gem.'

Back then, before Soul Gem went to sleep, he told the twins they should not wake him up unless it was absolutely necessary. That's because waking up his soul, which was in the process of recovering, would increase the damage and reset the process to some extent.

Still, they remember when they first met Soul Gem back when they had just arrived in the Realm of Gods. At that time, he explained to them how he sent the Soul Gem System to the other side of the universe to look for a suitable host. Even Soul Gem was surprised at how the system ended up changing and taking two hosts instead of one. Nonetheless, the fact was that Soul Gem managed to get to the other side.

'Do you think we should wake him up?' Rean couldn't help but ask.

Roan pondered a bit and shook his head in the end. 'For now, your Archangel Father isn't much of a priority. Besides, something tells me that even if Soul Gem knows of some method, there will be a steep price to pay. However, we can give it a try once we finish our other businesses.'

Rean nodded. In the end, they didn't even know where to look for Rean's father, even if they found something on the other side. That said, Rean returned to his watch of the people's transformation. 

Time passed in a flash. Before long, Rean had seen all the people from Dalamu, Varen Tribe, and Zasfin Planet's Formations Masters finishing their transformations. They were all the same physically speaking, but now they could cultivate through the use of Divine Energy.

A Spatial Gate suddenly appeared in a desolate location. From inside, a never-before-seen middle-aged man appeared. He looked in a certain direction and checked the communication badge in his hand. Through the use of the tower's signals, he immediately found where he was. That middle-aged man was none other than Rean, who had changed his appearance once again.

'Zuzas City is just a few hours away if I fly leisurely,' Rean thought. He had already talked with everyone inside the Soul Gem Dimensional Realm. He told them that the Formations Masters, Malo and Glennie, would be moving to the Freedom Sect in the Realm of Gods. If anyone wanted to follow them, Rean could arrange it.

With over one hundred thousand members of the Sect in the Dimensional Realm, there was bound to be one or another who would prefer to live outside. Even the much richer Divine Energy environment couldn't prevent them from making this choice. In the end, Rean had a batch of almost fifty people ready to be teleported to the Freedom Sect.

Rean made his way to Zuzas city, and it didn't take long for him to see its building. As a Demon Beasts' City, it didn't have any walls since the walls of human cities were usually made to stop the demon beasts themselves. Why would Demon Beasts try to stop their own? That said, there were no such things as guards at the entrance since literally any side of the city was both an entrance and exit.

Humanoid Races, obviously, were a lot rarer here. Rean's appearance did catch quite a few Demon Beasts' attention. Nonetheless, they simply ignored him. They were rarer, but not innexistent. One or another humanoid race member would now and then pass by Rean, although their numbers weren't even 1 to 1000 compared to the Demon Beasts present.

Soon, Rean found the location Qia told him to come. It was a private Long-Distance Teleport Formation that was only used by the Divine Domen Beast races. Yet, that was exactly where Rean had to go.

Arriving there, Rean saw quite a few Demon Beasts guarding it. Yet, they didn't say anything. That's because there was someone already waiting for Rean there. "Hello, sir. From your appearance, you must be senior Klovalsk, right?"

Rean smiled and nodded. "That's me indeed. Lady Qia seemed to need a few extra Formations Masters, so the guild got in contact with me and arranged for this old man to bring a batch of new recruits for her Freedom Sect."

The guy nodded, already expecting it. "Indeed, I'm the one entrusted to bring the new members to our Freedom Sect. Would you mind bringing them out?"

Rean nodded and waved his hand. Right after, all the Formations Masters, the people from Sunkan Planet, as well as Malo and Glennie, appeared outside. They all bowed to the man in front of the teleport formation. That included Malo and Glennie. They were used to hold a great status back in the Zasfins Planet, but here they were truly nothing more than ants.

First of all, Demon Beasts only gain intelligence in the Realm of Gods when they reach the Transition Realm. That was one of the reasons why Demon Beast Cities were so rare. That said, pretty much everyone in their Divine Senses had cultivations higher than their Elemental Transformation.

The Freedom Sect member looked at them and nodded, satisfied. "That's the correct number. Welcome, everyone. From today onwards, you will all be members of the Freedom Sect." 

Malo and Glennie almost burst into laughter. Little did the guy know that Malo and Glennie were literally the very first members the Sect ever had. Even Rean couldn't help but giggle a little.

"Ahem..." Rean quickly recovered and bowed. "Well, I already received my payment, so I'll take my leave."

Rean then took flight and disappeared in the distance. Yet, before he truly left the city, he looked at Malo's group with his Divine Sense. Only when they all stepped on the Teleport Formation and disappeared did Rean relax and call Qia. "They have just been teleported. Have you received them?"

Qia was on the other side, already waiting for them at the Teleport Formation. A flash of silver light appeared, and everyone Rean had seen disappear instantly appeared in front of her. "Don't worry, they are here."

"Good!" Rean smiled in response. "Well then, I hope we will see each other soon."

"Me too," Qia agreed with him.Follow current s on Noᴠelꜰire.nᴇt