Chapter 238
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Chapter 238
For a regular person, even the average cultivator, consciousness ended with death. For Majken, she was aware it would be different. She was definitely dead. Of that she had no doubt. It was unfortunate, but the attack would go on regardless. Her merits would be diminished, but she knew life would go on. A different life, of course, but still very much hers.
It was a strange thing, to keep her consciousness after death. Strange, but good. She knew the process of reincarnation could take some time, but she might not experience most of it.
It only felt like a few short moments before someone arrived out of the nothingness around her.
Hello, the figure said.
Hello, Majken replied in kind. Are you the one in charge of reincarnation?
You could say that, the indistinct figure said. Majken tried to focus her eyes, but it was difficult when she didnt actually have eyes. Ive been waiting for you.
With words like that, it would be easy for Majken to believe she was someone special- but she was well aware of the things she had done for the Twin Soul Sect. Is it just you? she asked. Can you keep track of everyone?
Oh yes. Its not terribly difficult, the figure said.
I dont know exactly how you keep track of merits, Majken said. But I was one of the few who managed to stay as an insider on a large sect. The attack is still ongoing, I believe.
Dont worry, the figure said. I know enough to give you exactly what you deserve.
It was at that point, when Majken heard his tone of voice, she realized shed made a mistake. Promises of rewards in the next life for fanatical sacrifice in another seemed like a tall tale, but she had been provided adequate proof to convince her of the possibility and actual sincerity of the claims. Even now, she didnt doubt them- because if she was simply going to be abandoned, then nobody at all would have come to see her.
...Who are you? Majken managed to ask shakily. She wasnt sure how she was trembling without a corporeal form, but it happened.
Who, me? The only part of the figure to become distinct was a maniacal grin. Just a local looking out for his hometown. Or maybe its better to say, the guard dog he left behind. Now then, your reward is ready.
He walked at a measured pace, keeping mental track of the energy signatures behind them. If they broke off from the rest, there might be a problem- but there were an unknown number of enemies gathered together. Unknown, but certainly very large. And growing.
Anton led the others until they arrived at the next layer of guard towers, well inside the Orders land instead of on the border of Graotan. While a full defensive wall might have been nice, it was simply impractical. The Order certainly had the resources to construct a wall, but what good would it do? It could slow those in Body Tempering and perhaps Spirit Building. Beyond that it would have to be excessively large to not be easily surmountable or destroyed.
The guards towers were practical for sight, and as a place for watchers to have shelter during cold seasons.
There were walls around the inner compounds of the Order, and beyond that there were the formations at the border. They were mainly used to stop beasts from leaving the forest, but they went around the entirety of the Orders lands. Anton knew they would do more than just what hed seen- or other formations hidden in the area. The exact details werent something he was privy to, but it didnt matter.
Anton recognized Marcio Armani atop one of the towers. Anton preempted any questions and called out to them. Enemies on the approach from the west. Too many for our squad to deal with, or perhaps even delay significantly. Ive sent the alarm ahead, but even so I dont think we should delay here long.
We cant just abandon our posts, Marcio responded.
Theres a reason nobody lives on the western slopes, Anton countered. But Im not saying we should abandon anything. Well hold here, together, and make a proper judgment of the incoming enemy forces.
There was plenty of room in the towers for another squad, though their defensive value was minimal. If it was a matter of equal forces, or even two or three times their numbers, then archers atop the towers attacking while defensive positions were held in the stairways would be valuable. Instead, Anton made sure that there were quick ways to get down, so they could retreat quickly when the time came. The structures were meant for small-scale battles, but Anton knew this wouldn't be small-scale.
He sensed several Essence Collection cultivators coming. There were likely more he hadnt sensed, but that wasnt the end of things. The Spirit Building cultivators were easier to sense as a group, several large masses that might have totaled to hundreds. Either of those things might have been a real battle, though not necessarily one that required Grand Elders to participate.
Anton was more concerned about the Life Transformation expert he sensed, and whether there might be more of them. Those with higher cultivations were generally easier to sense, with the caveat that those who practiced stealth techniques to a higher proficiency would become more unknowable the greater their cultivation.
Anton stood atop a tower, taking aim towards one of many Essence Collection cultivators he sensed. Giving away his presence might be a tactical blunder, but not responding in any way might be even more suspicious. The entire group was advancing at a pace that Spirit Building cultivators could keep up, and unlike in some battles the stronger cultivators hadnt rushed to the front. A technically correct tactic, letting the weaker forces absorb some of the damage, but not a style the Order preferred. Striking out ahead of the rest of the forces was still a gamble, but at least the stronger cultivators could fight alongside their brethren.
He took a shot as soon as he could see a target with his eyes. Marcio stood next to him and followed his lead. The younger man had once outclassed Anton in cultivation, but his growth wasnt quite able to keep up. Thus, he was simply in late Spirit Building, which still meant his shots were quite dangerous. Along with Antons own attacks, their first few shots actually managed to injure one of the Essence Collection cultivators who had been just behind the front ranks. It wasnt serious, but it might slow them down.
Anton wished he had more orders. He knew the general plan for situations such as this, but he wanted to give as much time as possible for the others to prepare. He should have also asked just how many people were actually around. He knew that, technically, Grand Elder Kseniya was supposed to be away. Yet hed certainly seen her. Vandale wasnt up for traveling to begin with, so there had been no effort to pretend otherwise. But the others? Anton was certain their numbers werent quite so diminished.
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Chapter 238
For a regular person, even the average cultivator, consciousness ended with death. For Majken, she was aware it would be different. She was definitely dead. Of that she had no doubt. It was unfortunate, but the attack would go on regardless. Her merits would be diminished, but she knew life would go on. A different life, of course, but still very much hers.
It was a strange thing, to keep her consciousness after death. Strange, but good. She knew the process of reincarnation could take some time, but she might not experience most of it.
It only felt like a few short moments before someone arrived out of the nothingness around her.
Hello, the figure said.
Hello, Majken replied in kind. Are you the one in charge of reincarnation?
You could say that, the indistinct figure said. Majken tried to focus her eyes, but it was difficult when she didnt actually have eyes. Ive been waiting for you.
With words like that, it would be easy for Majken to believe she was someone special- but she was well aware of the things she had done for the Twin Soul Sect. Is it just you? she asked. Can you keep track of everyone?
Oh yes. Its not terribly difficult, the figure said.
I dont know exactly how you keep track of merits, Majken said. But I was one of the few who managed to stay as an insider on a large sect. The attack is still ongoing, I believe.
Dont worry, the figure said. I know enough to give you exactly what you deserve.
It was at that point, when Majken heard his tone of voice, she realized shed made a mistake. Promises of rewards in the next life for fanatical sacrifice in another seemed like a tall tale, but she had been provided adequate proof to convince her of the possibility and actual sincerity of the claims. Even now, she didnt doubt them- because if she was simply going to be abandoned, then nobody at all would have come to see her.
...Who are you? Majken managed to ask shakily. She wasnt sure how she was trembling without a corporeal form, but it happened.
Who, me? The only part of the figure to become distinct was a maniacal grin. Just a local looking out for his hometown. Or maybe its better to say, the guard dog he left behind. Now then, your reward is ready.
He walked at a measured pace, keeping mental track of the energy signatures behind them. If they broke off from the rest, there might be a problem- but there were an unknown number of enemies gathered together. Unknown, but certainly very large. And growing.
Anton led the others until they arrived at the next layer of guard towers, well inside the Orders land instead of on the border of Graotan. While a full defensive wall might have been nice, it was simply impractical. The Order certainly had the resources to construct a wall, but what good would it do? It could slow those in Body Tempering and perhaps Spirit Building. Beyond that it would have to be excessively large to not be easily surmountable or destroyed.
The guards towers were practical for sight, and as a place for watchers to have shelter during cold seasons.
There were walls around the inner compounds of the Order, and beyond that there were the formations at the border. They were mainly used to stop beasts from leaving the forest, but they went around the entirety of the Orders lands. Anton knew they would do more than just what hed seen- or other formations hidden in the area. The exact details werent something he was privy to, but it didnt matter.
Anton recognized Marcio Armani atop one of the towers. Anton preempted any questions and called out to them. Enemies on the approach from the west. Too many for our squad to deal with, or perhaps even delay significantly. Ive sent the alarm ahead, but even so I dont think we should delay here long.
We cant just abandon our posts, Marcio responded.
Theres a reason nobody lives on the western slopes, Anton countered. But Im not saying we should abandon anything. Well hold here, together, and make a proper judgment of the incoming enemy forces.
There was plenty of room in the towers for another squad, though their defensive value was minimal. If it was a matter of equal forces, or even two or three times their numbers, then archers atop the towers attacking while defensive positions were held in the stairways would be valuable. Instead, Anton made sure that there were quick ways to get down, so they could retreat quickly when the time came. The structures were meant for small-scale battles, but Anton knew this wouldn't be small-scale.
He sensed several Essence Collection cultivators coming. There were likely more he hadnt sensed, but that wasnt the end of things. The Spirit Building cultivators were easier to sense as a group, several large masses that might have totaled to hundreds. Either of those things might have been a real battle, though not necessarily one that required Grand Elders to participate.
Anton was more concerned about the Life Transformation expert he sensed, and whether there might be more of them. Those with higher cultivations were generally easier to sense, with the caveat that those who practiced stealth techniques to a higher proficiency would become more unknowable the greater their cultivation.
Anton stood atop a tower, taking aim towards one of many Essence Collection cultivators he sensed. Giving away his presence might be a tactical blunder, but not responding in any way might be even more suspicious. The entire group was advancing at a pace that Spirit Building cultivators could keep up, and unlike in some battles the stronger cultivators hadnt rushed to the front. A technically correct tactic, letting the weaker forces absorb some of the damage, but not a style the Order preferred. Striking out ahead of the rest of the forces was still a gamble, but at least the stronger cultivators could fight alongside their brethren.
He took a shot as soon as he could see a target with his eyes. Marcio stood next to him and followed his lead. The younger man had once outclassed Anton in cultivation, but his growth wasnt quite able to keep up. Thus, he was simply in late Spirit Building, which still meant his shots were quite dangerous. Along with Antons own attacks, their first few shots actually managed to injure one of the Essence Collection cultivators who had been just behind the front ranks. It wasnt serious, but it might slow them down.
Anton wished he had more orders. He knew the general plan for situations such as this, but he wanted to give as much time as possible for the others to prepare. He should have also asked just how many people were actually around. He knew that, technically, Grand Elder Kseniya was supposed to be away. Yet hed certainly seen her. Vandale wasnt up for traveling to begin with, so there had been no effort to pretend otherwise. But the others? Anton was certain their numbers werent quite so diminished.
Chapter 238For a regular person, even the average cultivator, consciousness ended with death. For Majken, she was aware it would be different. She was definitely dead. Of that she had no doubt. It was unfortunate, but the attack would go on regardless. Her merits would be diminished, but she knew life would go on. A different life, of course, but still very much hers.It was a strange thing, to keep her consciousness after death. Strange, but good. She knew the process of reincarnation could take some time, but she might not experience most of it. It only felt like a few short moments before someone arrived out of the nothingness around her.Hello, the figure said.Hello, Majken replied in kind. Are you the one in charge of reincarnation?You could say that, the indistinct figure said. Majken tried to focus her eyes, but it was difficult when she didnt actually have eyes. Ive been waiting for you.With words like that, it would be easy for Majken to believe she was someone special- but she was well aware of the things she had done for the Twin Soul Sect. Is it just you? she asked. Can you keep track of everyone?Oh yes. Its not terribly difficult, the figure said. I dont know exactly how you keep track of merits, Majken said. But I was one of the few who managed to stay as an insider on a large sect. The attack is still ongoing, I believe.Dont worry, the figure said. I know enough to give you exactly what you deserve.It was at that point, when Majken heard his tone of voice, she realized shed made a mistake. Promises of rewards in the next life for fanatical sacrifice in another seemed like a tall tale, but she had been provided adequate proof to convince her of the possibility and actual sincerity of the claims. Even now, she didnt doubt them- because if she was simply going to be abandoned, then nobody at all would have come to see her....Who are you? Majken managed to ask shakily. She wasnt sure how she was trembling without a corporeal form, but it happened.Who, me? The only part of the figure to become distinct was a maniacal grin. Just a local looking out for his hometown. Or maybe its better to say, the guard dog he left behind. Now then, your reward is ready.He walked at a measured pace, keeping mental track of the energy signatures behind them. If they broke off from the rest, there might be a problem- but there were an unknown number of enemies gathered together. Unknown, but certainly very large. And growing.Anton led the others until they arrived at the next layer of guard towers, well inside the Orders land instead of on the border of Graotan. While a full defensive wall might have been nice, it was simply impractical. The Order certainly had the resources to construct a wall, but what good would it do? It could slow those in Body Tempering and perhaps Spirit Building. Beyond that it would have to be excessively large to not be easily surmountable or destroyed.The guards towers were practical for sight, and as a place for watchers to have shelter during cold seasons. There were walls around the inner compounds of the Order, and beyond that there were the formations at the border. They were mainly used to stop beasts from leaving the forest, but they went around the entirety of the Orders lands. Anton knew they would do more than just what hed seen- or other formations hidden in the area. The exact details werent something he was privy to, but it didnt matter.Anton recognized Marcio Armani atop one of the towers. Anton preempted any questions and called out to them. Enemies on the approach from the west. Too many for our squad to deal with, or perhaps even delay significantly. Ive sent the alarm ahead, but even so I dont think we should delay here long.We cant just abandon our posts, Marcio responded.Theres a reason nobody lives on the western slopes, Anton countered. But Im not saying we should abandon anything. Well hold here, together, and make a proper judgment of the incoming enemy forces.There was plenty of room in the towers for another squad, though their defensive value was minimal. If it was a matter of equal forces, or even two or three times their numbers, then archers atop the towers attacking while defensive positions were held in the stairways would be valuable. Instead, Anton made sure that there were quick ways to get down, so they could retreat quickly when the time came. The structures were meant for small-scale battles, but Anton knew this wouldn't be small-scale.He sensed several Essence Collection cultivators coming. There were likely more he hadnt sensed, but that wasnt the end of things. The Spirit Building cultivators were easier to sense as a group, several large masses that might have totaled to hundreds. Either of those things might have been a real battle, though not necessarily one that required Grand Elders to participate. Anton was more concerned about the Life Transformation expert he sensed, and whether there might be more of them. Those with higher cultivations were generally easier to sense, with the caveat that those who practiced stealth techniques to a higher proficiency would become more unknowable the greater their cultivation.Anton stood atop a tower, taking aim towards one of many Essence Collection cultivators he sensed. Giving away his presence might be a tactical blunder, but not responding in any way might be even more suspicious. The entire group was advancing at a pace that Spirit Building cultivators could keep up, and unlike in some battles the stronger cultivators hadnt rushed to the front. A technically correct tactic, letting the weaker forces absorb some of the damage, but not a style the Order preferred. Striking out ahead of the rest of the forces was still a gamble, but at least the stronger cultivators could fight alongside their brethren.He took a shot as soon as he could see a target with his eyes. Marcio stood next to him and followed his lead. The younger man had once outclassed Anton in cultivation, but his growth wasnt quite able to keep up. Thus, he was simply in late Spirit Building, which still meant his shots were quite dangerous. Along with Antons own attacks, their first few shots actually managed to injure one of the Essence Collection cultivators who had been just behind the front ranks. It wasnt serious, but it might slow them down. Anton wished he had more orders. He knew the general plan for situations such as this, but he wanted to give as much time as possible for the others to prepare. He should have also asked just how many people were actually around. He knew that, technically, Grand Elder Kseniya was supposed to be away. Yet hed certainly seen her. Vandale wasnt up for traveling to begin with, so there had been no effort to pretend otherwise. But the others? Anton was certain their numbers werent quite so diminished.
