Tarthocas: Chronicles of the Transmigrating Scribe Chapter 58: Termination [2]

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"Is this really the best we've got?" Wilford exclaimed in disbelief. [Currently, yes. This technique is the most viable one for the moment. The others, though better, require conditions that are impossible to achieve.] Despite hearing this, Wilford was still in joyful disbelief. Who would've thought that creating the technique would take so little time? "With this, I'll reach the Deity Stage in no time!" Wilford was ecstatic. The Five-Headed Aether Dragon Technique — Tiamat! This technique revolved around the creation of an ethereal dragon, similar to an Animus Flower, allowing one to cultivate the four elements of Aether separately. These could then be combined to form the True Head of Aether, which could control Aether! Although it had several drawbacks, such as the heads having to share a single Animus Flower and Soul Realm in the higher Saint stages and above, this technique focused more on the elemental energies of Aether rather than the core fundamentals and concepts of a single element. "Even so, this technique is truly impeccable. I can easily reach the pinnacle or come close. Then, I can simply create a more perfect technique, reset my cultivation, and cultivate using that!" Wilford thought, his logic sound. Amidst this elation, a sudden force bore down upon him. His pupils shrank in terror as his heart quaked, gripped by the cold, overwhelming fear of death. "Who is this!?" Wilford muttered, feeling the presence. He'd felt the presence of a Brahman before, but this was different. Weaker, yet more targeted. If The Brahman's pressure was akin to a god's distant glance, this one felt aimed directly at him. It didn't take a genius to realize what Wilford had in that moment. Something was after him. In the outskirts of Akkaris, two individuals clad in bright apparel appeared out of nowhere. "This is where Hot Pot's stationed? I thought it would've been turned into a farm considering his tendencies, but oh well, looks like he's gotten a grip on his desires, right Alisha?" Amadeus commented. "Seems like it, but tell me one thing, Amadeus—why did you ask the Council to accompany me? You do know who my father is, right?" Alisha asked with narrowed eyes. Amadeus waved his hands and shook his head. "Hahaha, it's nothing like that, Senior Sister!" Amadeus laughed. "It's just that I wanted to see him this time. I was unable to see him the last four hundred times, you know that." Alisha didn't respond and instead dashed towards one of the houses. None of its original residents stopped them. Hot Pot sighed. "We'll meet again, Elminis." All four residents spoke at once—or perhaps... It was only one. BOOM! Wilford 's residence was obliterated in an instant. Yet, strangely, the surroundings remained untouched. Nothing survived—the house was reduced to nothingness by Alisha's attack, and Wilford 's pet rabbit, once so full of life, had its flesh and bones vaporized without a trace. "Oh come on, Alisha! Hot Pot specifically told us not to destroy anything unnecessary!" Amadeus exclaimed in frustration. Alisha, however, stood with a deep frown on her face. "What's wrong?" Amadeus asked, noticing her change in demeanor. "He didn't die," Alisha said flatly. "Elminis lives." Amadeus's expression shifted instantly. Without hesitation, he summoned a cloak of fire that enveloped the entirety of Akkaris, locking down the area. Alisha was an individual who was on the precipice of creating a Soul Realm, someone such as Wilford, whose Animus Flower was weakened, shouldn't have even gotten the chance to feel the pain. Yet not only were there no signs of his corpse, which, considering his level of power, should've survived, nor could she detect him. "Where the hell are you, Elminis!" Alisha sped off, trying to find Wilford. "Fuck, that was close!" Wilford exclaimed with ragged breath as he sped off towards El-Eudo. The moment Wilford felt someone targeting and nearing him, he instantly activated a technique he hadn't used for a very long time. Marti