Chapter 491
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Chapter 491
Information gained from the Earthshaker Sect left Anton wondering how difficult it would be to destroy a planet or a significant portion thereof. More reasonably, he was wondering if he could shoot through kilometers of earth and stone and still take out cultivators. Neither of those would actually achieve the results he desired, not in time at least.
Anton was actually quite glad that common folk had been ignored this time. Sure, it wasnt because of anything good but the Twin Soul Sect needed decent cultivators for whatever they were doing. He hated the fact that they were so ready to set up some sort of massive sacrificial ritual, and though he didnt have the details it had to be something like that. Otherwise, it was a lot of work to capture so many people rather than killing them.
He tried to take a deep breath, but he was outside of the tunnels so only thin air found its way into his lungs. So he kicked apart a small hill to make himself feel better. It didnt, but thinking that it might was something.
This explained why there hadnt been an organized response to their arrival, though. Everyone important was probably involved with that, whatever it was. At least they had some idea of location, but they really needed the incoming reinforcements. More than what theyd already gotten.
Anton really wished Everheart was around. In a general sense he didnt trust the guy, but he really wanted someone strong and competent that would be willing to almost suicidally rush into danger with him. Not actually suicidally, of course. Anton knew if he didnt survive he also wouldn't succeed with doing what he wanted though if he were able to trade his life to deal with Kuchions problems? He probably would. There was a lot he could do with his life if it continued, but not as much as so many others could accomplish.
But things didnt work like that. Even if someone came up to him with an offer for the Twin Soul Sect to all commit suicide with him, he wouldnt believe it. Real solutions required fighting, and if possible living to fight again.
Oluchi was approaching. Anton wondered if he should let her, but decided there was really no point in avoiding it. One would imagine that a centuries old cultivator might be beyond emotions, but in truth they were just better at hiding it. And while Anton would properly deal with his thoughts eventually, it wasnt instantaneous.
One would imagine, watching you, that you were concerned for the lives of your own people, Oluchi said. Unless you think this will somehow spread to your system?
I hadnt been thinking about that, Anton admitted. But now I am. That meant he had to be even more careful, not because he needed to live but because he couldnt properly judge if trying extreme measures was correct until things had progressed further.
What do you need? Oluchi asked.
The rest of our damned army, Anton said. I know people were worried about defenses, and logistics suck but Ugh.
Thats not what I meant, Oluchi shook her head. What do you actually need. Like, additional ranged attackers, blockers, assassins, formation masters
Formation masters and blockers I guess? Anyone who can limit enemy mobility and slightly drag out the rate at which enemies pour onto us.
Will that matter? Oluchi questioned. Youll still tire.
If we can drag a battle on a few minutes longer, the amount of energy Ill have recovered will greatly increase.
Is it really so fast? she asked.
He mostly ignored the enemy cultivators. Few were able to stage a counterattack of any sort, so only those who stubbornly attempted to defend something he wanted to destroy were worth expending energy on. Nobody could keep up with him, but they did coordinate to head him off. When they gathered together, even if they couldnt attack him, a large enough group of cultivators was able to hold together a barrier he couldn't penetrate. So he wouldnt. Instead, when he sensed something like that he would make a sharp turn in another direction, zig zagging his way across Kuchions barren surface.
At the end of the first day, he was beginning to feel his limits. Even if he could recover his energy continuously, it still wore down on his body. His energy channeled through him, from his dantians out through his meridians and no amount of tempering could make up for the fact that his body was old. Not that hed let that stop him before. Hed been out hunting in a blizzard when he was a hundred years old, now that he was a cultivator he wasnt going to let a little bit of fatigue hold him back. And he happened to receive a message.
Keep going. That was all it said, but it gave Anton a second wind. Had Oluchi somehow sensed his mental state? Unlikely. Her abilities were nothing like that, and they had no connection that should allow for that over any distance.
But as Anton was currently sheltered by some mountains around him, he could take a few moments to respond. Of course. Why say that?
Youre an excellent distraction, even if we cant tell for sure if youre having any success out there.
A fair point. With some people busy with whatever rituals they were planning, there really werent that many people that could defend these all important nodes for their formations. And though Anton was no longer near the rest of his allies, hed drawn many people away from the region they controlled. And soon enough, he would be pulling people in the other direction. He mentioned that, then continued onward.
He did have a few encounters with enemy ships, but staying low to the ground even those that could briefly keep up with him could only harass him from above, their handful to several dozen active attackers trying to predict his movements. Bursts of energy to dodge attacks left him more fatigued, but inside of the atmosphere the ring-ships couldnt even do as much of their most desirable feature. Without the space being bent around them, piercing through important structures was easy.
It seemed the enemy recognized that, because it had been hours since he encountered any ships. Unless they were hanging out well above the atmosphere above, they werent gathering together for some sort of surprise either. That was Antons biggest advantage. The enemy could only guess where he would go, and if they got it right he could change his mind before he was even close.
As he reached the end of his circumnavigation, Anton began to sense significantly increased numbers of enemies. They were doing their best to conceal themselves, but stealthy groups were only as hidden as their least stealthy member. Natural energy always leaked out from people holding it in, and formations to hide it always left traces. They could even be more obvious from a distinct lack of energy, if they were set up wrong.
In front of Anton, a great half circle of cultivators stretched out across hundreds of kilometers. It wasnt densely packed, of course. That would take more than five thousand cultivators even if they had a hundred or more meters on each side of them. But it was still a good number, with dozens ready to head Anton off at any particular point. They might not be able to match him in speed, but if they could get close there would be a few moments of vulnerability.
No doubt there were more closing in from behind, moving to complete the encirclement. Upon taking the effort, Anton did notice them- further back, outside of where he had bothered sensing. Though to be fair, he kept track of a hundred kilometer arc behind himself so it wasnt as if he had been careless.
Then, above, a whole fleet of ships began gathering. They really had it out for him, huh? How unfortunate. There was nowhere for him to run.
If he was an idiot, anyway. Kuchion was choc full of tunnels. He could just go down. And if his thoughts stopped there, he probably would have fallen into the actual trap. No doubt a sufficient number of them were trapped.
But he didnt need to do that. All he needed to do was dig down. Even if he were generous with their speeds the closest cultivators wouldnt reach him for fifteen minutes. Anton didnt have anything remotely resembling a burrowing technique, but he did have a shovel. By the time he was a single body lengths deep it would have seemed like he shouldnt be able to move his arms, but all he had to do was shift around a few tons of dirt with every motion. No problem.
He wasnt leaving a tunnel behind him, so it wouldn't be easy to follow him. Anton had no doubt that some of the locals had burrowing techniques that would be able to surpass his speed- and when they caught up to him, he would deal with them and take it from them.
Anton stopped for a moment. Not because he felt something was wrong, exactly. Except that this situation probably shouldnt feel good. But it did. No wonder Everheart was the way he was. At least, hed figured out part of it.
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Chapter 491
Information gained from the Earthshaker Sect left Anton wondering how difficult it would be to destroy a planet or a significant portion thereof. More reasonably, he was wondering if he could shoot through kilometers of earth and stone and still take out cultivators. Neither of those would actually achieve the results he desired, not in time at least.
Anton was actually quite glad that common folk had been ignored this time. Sure, it wasnt because of anything good but the Twin Soul Sect needed decent cultivators for whatever they were doing. He hated the fact that they were so ready to set up some sort of massive sacrificial ritual, and though he didnt have the details it had to be something like that. Otherwise, it was a lot of work to capture so many people rather than killing them.
He tried to take a deep breath, but he was outside of the tunnels so only thin air found its way into his lungs. So he kicked apart a small hill to make himself feel better. It didnt, but thinking that it might was something.
This explained why there hadnt been an organized response to their arrival, though. Everyone important was probably involved with that, whatever it was. At least they had some idea of location, but they really needed the incoming reinforcements. More than what theyd already gotten.
Anton really wished Everheart was around. In a general sense he didnt trust the guy, but he really wanted someone strong and competent that would be willing to almost suicidally rush into danger with him. Not actually suicidally, of course. Anton knew if he didnt survive he also wouldn't succeed with doing what he wanted though if he were able to trade his life to deal with Kuchions problems? He probably would. There was a lot he could do with his life if it continued, but not as much as so many others could accomplish.
But things didnt work like that. Even if someone came up to him with an offer for the Twin Soul Sect to all commit suicide with him, he wouldnt believe it. Real solutions required fighting, and if possible living to fight again.
Oluchi was approaching. Anton wondered if he should let her, but decided there was really no point in avoiding it. One would imagine that a centuries old cultivator might be beyond emotions, but in truth they were just better at hiding it. And while Anton would properly deal with his thoughts eventually, it wasnt instantaneous.
One would imagine, watching you, that you were concerned for the lives of your own people, Oluchi said. Unless you think this will somehow spread to your system?
I hadnt been thinking about that, Anton admitted. But now I am. That meant he had to be even more careful, not because he needed to live but because he couldnt properly judge if trying extreme measures was correct until things had progressed further.
What do you need? Oluchi asked.
The rest of our damned army, Anton said. I know people were worried about defenses, and logistics suck but Ugh.
Thats not what I meant, Oluchi shook her head. What do you actually need. Like, additional ranged attackers, blockers, assassins, formation masters
Formation masters and blockers I guess? Anyone who can limit enemy mobility and slightly drag out the rate at which enemies pour onto us.
Will that matter? Oluchi questioned. Youll still tire.
If we can drag a battle on a few minutes longer, the amount of energy Ill have recovered will greatly increase.
Is it really so fast? she asked.
He mostly ignored the enemy cultivators. Few were able to stage a counterattack of any sort, so only those who stubbornly attempted to defend something he wanted to destroy were worth expending energy on. Nobody could keep up with him, but they did coordinate to head him off. When they gathered together, even if they couldnt attack him, a large enough group of cultivators was able to hold together a barrier he couldn't penetrate. So he wouldnt. Instead, when he sensed something like that he would make a sharp turn in another direction, zig zagging his way across Kuchions barren surface.
At the end of the first day, he was beginning to feel his limits. Even if he could recover his energy continuously, it still wore down on his body. His energy channeled through him, from his dantians out through his meridians and no amount of tempering could make up for the fact that his body was old. Not that hed let that stop him before. Hed been out hunting in a blizzard when he was a hundred years old, now that he was a cultivator he wasnt going to let a little bit of fatigue hold him back. And he happened to receive a message.
Keep going. That was all it said, but it gave Anton a second wind. Had Oluchi somehow sensed his mental state? Unlikely. Her abilities were nothing like that, and they had no connection that should allow for that over any distance.
But as Anton was currently sheltered by some mountains around him, he could take a few moments to respond. Of course. Why say that?
Youre an excellent distraction, even if we cant tell for sure if youre having any success out there.
A fair point. With some people busy with whatever rituals they were planning, there really werent that many people that could defend these all important nodes for their formations. And though Anton was no longer near the rest of his allies, hed drawn many people away from the region they controlled. And soon enough, he would be pulling people in the other direction. He mentioned that, then continued onward.
He did have a few encounters with enemy ships, but staying low to the ground even those that could briefly keep up with him could only harass him from above, their handful to several dozen active attackers trying to predict his movements. Bursts of energy to dodge attacks left him more fatigued, but inside of the atmosphere the ring-ships couldnt even do as much of their most desirable feature. Without the space being bent around them, piercing through important structures was easy.
It seemed the enemy recognized that, because it had been hours since he encountered any ships. Unless they were hanging out well above the atmosphere above, they werent gathering together for some sort of surprise either. That was Antons biggest advantage. The enemy could only guess where he would go, and if they got it right he could change his mind before he was even close.
As he reached the end of his circumnavigation, Anton began to sense significantly increased numbers of enemies. They were doing their best to conceal themselves, but stealthy groups were only as hidden as their least stealthy member. Natural energy always leaked out from people holding it in, and formations to hide it always left traces. They could even be more obvious from a distinct lack of energy, if they were set up wrong.
In front of Anton, a great half circle of cultivators stretched out across hundreds of kilometers. It wasnt densely packed, of course. That would take more than five thousand cultivators even if they had a hundred or more meters on each side of them. But it was still a good number, with dozens ready to head Anton off at any particular point. They might not be able to match him in speed, but if they could get close there would be a few moments of vulnerability.
No doubt there were more closing in from behind, moving to complete the encirclement. Upon taking the effort, Anton did notice them- further back, outside of where he had bothered sensing. Though to be fair, he kept track of a hundred kilometer arc behind himself so it wasnt as if he had been careless.
Then, above, a whole fleet of ships began gathering. They really had it out for him, huh? How unfortunate. There was nowhere for him to run.
If he was an idiot, anyway. Kuchion was choc full of tunnels. He could just go down. And if his thoughts stopped there, he probably would have fallen into the actual trap. No doubt a sufficient number of them were trapped.
But he didnt need to do that. All he needed to do was dig down. Even if he were generous with their speeds the closest cultivators wouldnt reach him for fifteen minutes. Anton didnt have anything remotely resembling a burrowing technique, but he did have a shovel. By the time he was a single body lengths deep it would have seemed like he shouldnt be able to move his arms, but all he had to do was shift around a few tons of dirt with every motion. No problem.
He wasnt leaving a tunnel behind him, so it wouldn't be easy to follow him. Anton had no doubt that some of the locals had burrowing techniques that would be able to surpass his speed- and when they caught up to him, he would deal with them and take it from them.
Anton stopped for a moment. Not because he felt something was wrong, exactly. Except that this situation probably shouldnt feel good. But it did. No wonder Everheart was the way he was. At least, hed figured out part of it.
Chapter 491Information gained from the Earthshaker Sect left Anton wondering how difficult it would be to destroy a planet or a significant portion thereof. More reasonably, he was wondering if he could shoot through kilometers of earth and stone and still take out cultivators. Neither of those would actually achieve the results he desired, not in time at least.Anton was actually quite glad that common folk had been ignored this time. Sure, it wasnt because of anything good but the Twin Soul Sect needed decent cultivators for whatever they were doing. He hated the fact that they were so ready to set up some sort of massive sacrificial ritual, and though he didnt have the details it had to be something like that. Otherwise, it was a lot of work to capture so many people rather than killing them.He tried to take a deep breath, but he was outside of the tunnels so only thin air found its way into his lungs. So he kicked apart a small hill to make himself feel better. It didnt, but thinking that it might was something.This explained why there hadnt been an organized response to their arrival, though. Everyone important was probably involved with that, whatever it was. At least they had some idea of location, but they really needed the incoming reinforcements. More than what theyd already gotten. Anton really wished Everheart was around. In a general sense he didnt trust the guy, but he really wanted someone strong and competent that would be willing to almost suicidally rush into danger with him. Not actually suicidally, of course. Anton knew if he didnt survive he also wouldn't succeed with doing what he wanted though if he were able to trade his life to deal with Kuchions problems? He probably would. There was a lot he could do with his life if it continued, but not as much as so many others could accomplish.But things didnt work like that. Even if someone came up to him with an offer for the Twin Soul Sect to all commit suicide with him, he wouldnt believe it. Real solutions required fighting, and if possible living to fight again. Oluchi was approaching. Anton wondered if he should let her, but decided there was really no point in avoiding it. One would imagine that a centuries old cultivator might be beyond emotions, but in truth they were just better at hiding it. And while Anton would properly deal with his thoughts eventually, it wasnt instantaneous.One would imagine, watching you, that you were concerned for the lives of your own people, Oluchi said. Unless you think this will somehow spread to your system?I hadnt been thinking about that, Anton admitted. But now I am. That meant he had to be even more careful, not because he needed to live but because he couldnt properly judge if trying extreme measures was correct until things had progressed further. What do you need? Oluchi asked.The rest of our damned army, Anton said. I know people were worried about defenses, and logistics suck but Ugh.Thats not what I meant, Oluchi shook her head. What do you actually need. Like, additional ranged attackers, blockers, assassins, formation mastersFormation masters and blockers I guess? Anyone who can limit enemy mobility and slightly drag out the rate at which enemies pour onto us.Will that matter? Oluchi questioned. Youll still tire.If we can drag a battle on a few minutes longer, the amount of energy Ill have recovered will greatly increase.Is it really so fast? she asked. He mostly ignored the enemy cultivators. Few were able to stage a counterattack of any sort, so only those who stubbornly attempted to defend something he wanted to destroy were worth expending energy on. Nobody could keep up with him, but they did coordinate to head him off. When they gathered together, even if they couldnt attack him, a large enough group of cultivators was able to hold together a barrier he couldn't penetrate. So he wouldnt. Instead, when he sensed something like that he would make a sharp turn in another direction, zig zagging his way across Kuchions barren surface.At the end of the first day, he was beginning to feel his limits. Even if he could recover his energy continuously, it still wore down on his body. His energy channeled through him, from his dantians out through his meridians and no amount of tempering could make up for the fact that his body was old. Not that hed let that stop him before. Hed been out hunting in a blizzard when he was a hundred years old, now that he was a cultivator he wasnt going to let a little bit of fatigue hold him back. And he happened to receive a message.Keep going. That was all it said, but it gave Anton a second wind. Had Oluchi somehow sensed his mental state? Unlikely. Her abilities were nothing like that, and they had no connection that should allow for that over any distance. But as Anton was currently sheltered by some mountains around him, he could take a few moments to respond. Of course. Why say that?Youre an excellent distraction, even if we cant tell for sure if youre having any success out there.A fair point. With some people busy with whatever rituals they were planning, there really werent that many people that could defend these all important nodes for their formations. And though Anton was no longer near the rest of his allies, hed drawn many people away from the region they controlled. And soon enough, he would be pulling people in the other direction. He mentioned that, then continued onward.He did have a few encounters with enemy ships, but staying low to the ground even those that could briefly keep up with him could only harass him from above, their handful to several dozen active attackers trying to predict his movements. Bursts of energy to dodge attacks left him more fatigued, but inside of the atmosphere the ring-ships couldnt even do as much of their most desirable feature. Without the space being bent around them, piercing through important structures was easy.It seemed the enemy recognized that, because it had been hours since he encountered any ships. Unless they were hanging out well above the atmosphere above, they werent gathering together for some sort of surprise either. That was Antons biggest advantage. The enemy could only guess where he would go, and if they got it right he could change his mind before he was even close. As he reached the end of his circumnavigation, Anton began to sense significantly increased numbers of enemies. They were doing their best to conceal themselves, but stealthy groups were only as hidden as their least stealthy member. Natural energy always leaked out from people holding it in, and formations to hide it always left traces. They could even be more obvious from a distinct lack of energy, if they were set up wrong.In front of Anton, a great half circle of cultivators stretched out across hundreds of kilometers. It wasnt densely packed, of course. That would take more than five thousand cultivators even if they had a hundred or more meters on each side of them. But it was still a good number, with dozens ready to head Anton off at any particular point. They might not be able to match him in speed, but if they could get close there would be a few moments of vulnerability. No doubt there were more closing in from behind, moving to complete the encirclement. Upon taking the effort, Anton did notice them- further back, outside of where he had bothered sensing. Though to be fair, he kept track of a hundred kilometer arc behind himself so it wasnt as if he had been careless.Then, above, a whole fleet of ships began gathering. They really had it out for him, huh? How unfortunate. There was nowhere for him to run.If he was an idiot, anyway. Kuchion was choc full of tunnels. He could just go down. And if his thoughts stopped there, he probably would have fallen into the actual trap. No doubt a sufficient number of them were trapped.But he didnt need to do that. All he needed to do was dig down. Even if he were generous with their speeds the closest cultivators wouldnt reach him for fifteen minutes. Anton didnt have anything remotely resembling a burrowing technique, but he did have a shovel. By the time he was a single body lengths deep it would have seemed like he shouldnt be able to move his arms, but all he had to do was shift around a few tons of dirt with every motion. No problem.He wasnt leaving a tunnel behind him, so it wouldn't be easy to follow him. Anton had no doubt that some of the locals had burrowing techniques that would be able to surpass his speed- and when they caught up to him, he would deal with them and take it from them. Anton stopped for a moment. Not because he felt something was wrong, exactly. Except that this situation probably shouldnt feel good. But it did. No wonder Everheart was the way he was. At least, hed figured out part of it.
