Chapter 1644: Warrior Return
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Two months ago, Thrax donated a significant amount of merit points to the Magus Alliance, earning him permission to return home to Earth.
As the spacecraft he boarded on descended upon Kronos Base, located on the mysterious and desolate dark side of the moon, the caretakers of the planet seemed determined to put obstacles in his path. Their attempts, however, proved futile as they failed to find any legitimate grounds to deny his request.
Thrax, a distinguished figure with numerous notable military achievements under his belt, held the rank of a mere acolyte, far from attaining the prestigious title of a magus. Consequently, he posed a minimal threat to the denizens of the lower realm.
The only possession the caretakers sought to confiscate from him was his valuable tier 6 weapon—a weapon he had painstakingly acquired and one that held both sentimental and practical value to him. Regrettably, Thrax was forced to expend the majority of his hard-earned savings to secure the safe transportation of his cherished armament back to Earth.
Frustrated by the turn of events, Thrax muttered, "Huh! If only you had listened to me and concealed yourself within the storage rings, none of these infuriating circumstances would have unfolded!"
With a hint of exasperation, Thrax retorted, "Huh! You better make it up to me later!"
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As the heated argument between Thrax and the sentient weapon raged on, their quarrel was abruptly interrupted by the arrival of Hermes, one of the esteemed Kronos Magus.
Sporting an air of condescension, Hermes approached Thrax, his words dripping with derision. "So, I hear you've become quite the veteran. A big shot, aren't you?"
Thrax shot a piercing glare in Hermes' direction with irritation.
Seeing Thrax gaze Hermes said "what's with the look? Do you need a ride down or Not!?"
The annoyed immortal gladiator turned his attention back to his trusted weapon, and posed a question, "Gae Bolg, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
Without a moment's hesitation, Gae Bolg responded,
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Two months ago, Thrax donated a significant amount of merit points to the Magus Alliance, earning him permission to return home to Earth.
As the spacecraft he boarded on descended upon Kronos Base, located on the mysterious and desolate dark side of the moon, the caretakers of the planet seemed determined to put obstacles in his path. Their attempts, however, proved futile as they failed to find any legitimate grounds to deny his request.
Thrax, a distinguished figure with numerous notable military achievements under his belt, held the rank of a mere acolyte, far from attaining the prestigious title of a magus. Consequently, he posed a minimal threat to the denizens of the lower realm.
The only possession the caretakers sought to confiscate from him was his valuable tier 6 weapon—a weapon he had painstakingly acquired and one that held both sentimental and practical value to him. Regrettably, Thrax was forced to expend the majority of his hard-earned savings to secure the safe transportation of his cherished armament back to Earth.
Frustrated by the turn of events, Thrax muttered, "Huh! If only you had listened to me and concealed yourself within the storage rings, none of these infuriating circumstances would have unfolded!"
With a hint of exasperation, Thrax retorted, "Huh! You better make it up to me later!"
"
As the heated argument between Thrax and the sentient weapon raged on, their quarrel was abruptly interrupted by the arrival of Hermes, one of the esteemed Kronos Magus.
Sporting an air of condescension, Hermes approached Thrax, his words dripping with derision. "So, I hear you've become quite the veteran. A big shot, aren't you?"
Thrax shot a piercing glare in Hermes' direction with irritation.
Seeing Thrax gaze Hermes said "what's with the look? Do you need a ride down or Not!?"
The annoyed immortal gladiator turned his attention back to his trusted weapon, and posed a question, "Gae Bolg, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
Without a moment's hesitation, Gae Bolg responded,
Two months ago, Thrax donated a significant amount of merit points to the Magus Alliance, earning him permission to return home to Earth.As the spacecraft he boarded on descended upon Kronos Base, located on the mysterious and desolate dark side of the moon, the caretakers of the planet seemed determined to put obstacles in his path. Their attempts, however, proved futile as they failed to find any legitimate grounds to deny his request.Thrax, a distinguished figure with numerous notable military achievements under his belt, held the rank of a mere acolyte, far from attaining the prestigious title of a magus. Consequently, he posed a minimal threat to the denizens of the lower realm.The only possession the caretakers sought to confiscate from him was his valuable tier 6 weapona weapon he had painstakingly acquired and one that held both sentimental and practical value to him. Regrettably, Thrax was forced to expend the majority of his hard-earned savings to secure the safe transportation of his cherished armament back to Earth.Frustrated by the turn of events, Thrax muttered, "Huh! If only you had listened to me and concealed yourself within the storage rings, none of these infuriating circumstances would have unfolded!"With a hint of exasperation, Thrax retorted, "Huh! You better make it up to me later!""As the heated argument between Thrax and the sentient weapon raged on, their quarrel was abruptly interrupted by the arrival of Hermes, one of the esteemed Kronos Magus.Sporting an air of condescension, Hermes approached Thrax, his words dripping with derision. "So, I hear you've become quite the veteran. A big shot, aren't you?"Thrax shot a piercing glare in Hermes' direction with irritation.Seeing Thrax gaze Hermes said "what's with the look? Do you need a ride down or Not!?"The annoyed immortal gladiator turned his attention back to his trusted weapon, and posed a question, "Gae Bolg, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"Without a moment's hesitation, Gae Bolg responded,
