In the fiery skies of the First Hell, Noah was among the last few leaving as he exchanged some words with the Vampyre Prince while Elder Spacewarp floated in the air with an expression that told him to hurry. The Elder was too excited to return to the ship and celebrate the newfound genius of the disciple of their sect.
The moment they had witnessed the power of Athena and the defeat of the Infernal Aberration, the Elders and Leaders of various powers gave their acknowledgement as they began to leave, making the last few remaining beings in the First Hell to be Noah, the Vampyre Prince, Athena, and Elder Spacewarp.
The resplendent armor on Athena’s body faded away in particles of light as her gaze landed on Noah, who stopped talking to Prince Cassius briefly as he returned a gaze of his own that only contained acknowledgement. Athena looked deeply at Noah before she gave a simple head nod, and then disappeared into particles of light herself as she returned to the Interstellar Ship they arrived in.
Noah and Prince Cassius exchanged another glance at this as the Vampyre Prince waved his hand and pulled out a blood red crystal.
“This Void Crystal has the directions and location to the region under the control of Pureblood Vampyres in the Underworld. You should come by whenever the commotions die down so we can swap pointers once again.”
An agreeable gaze appeared on Noah’s face as he replied back with a mysterious smile.
“You might see me there sooner than you expect.”
“Good!”
Prince Cassius gave a devilishly dazzling smile as he nodded to the elder and disappeared in blink as well, teleporting to his own ship.
Elder Spacewarp placed his hands on Noah who was still wearing the figure of Crixus as he couldn’t wait any longer to return to their own ship, their figures also disappearing from the fiery skies of the First Realm of Hell as weak Infernals that had been pushed back by the fearful auras began to propagate the areas once more.
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The commotion around the wide array of Interstellar sh.i.p.s cl.u.s.tered around the doorway leading to the first hell began to increase as the event drew to a close, the many forces paying attention to the rankings projected clearly in front of them as some cheered, while others looked on with frustration as the colossal losses of disciples without gaining anything.
The Infernal Hunt was a tradition started by the Celestials, with the incentive to surrounding powers being treasures and the backing of this powerful organization for the ones that performed exceedingly well.
The rewards this time seemed to be getting hogged by one particular force as two of their disciples finished in the top 10.
One name was already in these top rankings very early on, taking the second spot, but this name quickly shot to become number one and even gained a large amount of points all once in the last few minutes.
This was a name that shone with brilliance, from the Profound Astral Sect, it was Athena!
The other name was a disciple also from this same sect, who had appeared in the top rankings briefly before he settled in the top 50s over the last few hours. But this disciple, Crixus, had gradually stacked up points as the time passed and stably took the position among the top 10, being ranked number 9!
Every other name around him were famously known disciples and trainees that were in the Void Realm, and many of the powers had to ask around until they found the information that this Crixus was actually a disciple that was called a Wastrel from the Profound Astral Sect.
A Wastrel!
“Hah, if this is a wastrel, that every single disciple here doesn’t deserve to raise their heads anymore.”
“This is a dragon among men! Lying hidden to only show his power when it is required!”
“A Genius!”
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Many forces had their own worries and opinions as they continued to observe the rankings and what rewards they should be expecting to be given to their forces after this, with a particular being smiling coldly in an Interstellar Ship that had a red exterior and shone with strength among the many sh.i.p.s present near the door to the First Hell.
Dazzling silver hair fell below the being’s shoulders as his eyes glowed with the color of blood, the large canines in his mouth barely being hidden as he turned his face to the side of the ship and watched a teleportation occur.
In the direction he was looking in, the devilishly handsome figure of Prince Cassius materialized as the man seated on the centermost chair on the ship controlled by the Pureblood Vampyres of the Underworld gave a welcoming grin to this returning champion.
His number one rank had been taken by the monster that was known as Athena, but he retained the number 2 position as the Pureblood Vampyre clan showed off their power once more. This ranking also meant that they would be among the very few receiving many treasures and resources from the Celestials, and there was an irony in this situation for those who were really knowledgeable about secretive things.
“Did you have fun, O Great Prince?”
The gruff voice of an old Vampyre resounded as Prince Cassius returned back a calm look towards this monster at the peak of the Void Realm as beautiful attendants holding gracious curves led him towards a grandiose chair meant only for the Prince.
“Yes, I was even able to meet someone very interesting. Father would be most interested in talking with him.”
A glint of surprise passed through the aged Vampyre as he asked in surprise.
“Oh?”
Prince Cassius nodded as he waved his hands and said.
“Let’s get going for now, there are many things to discuss.”
The attendants nodded as the aged Vampyre gave a look at the Prince once more before he moved the abundant essence in his body to steer the ship back where it came from, back to the Underworld.
