Odyssey of the Blind God

The number of beasts emerging from the shelter was much higher than they first thought.

However, the Originals could defeat them rather easily by using the surroundings to their advantage.

The beasts had to squeeze through the shelter's gate. Because of this, only a few beasts emerged outside the shelter at once.

Observing their attempts to escape was not actually necessary and Nial was rather bored.

This boredom lessened only a bit when answering Sam Anderson's questions. The Tritan-ranked Original was bombarding him with loads of questions and hoped to receive proper and detailed answers from Nial for each.

At the same time, Sam Anderson had a hard time accepting that Nial knew a lot more than he was supposed to.

Only when Nial chose to leave Sam Anderson's side, did the Windbreaker slowly comprehend that Nial's detailed answers were something not many should be able to know.

"Is he really Miranda's disciple? But even if it is true, has Miranda become that knowledgeable?' Sam Anderson wondered as he was not sure how Miranda had found such a hidden gem.

However, he also knew that procuring knowledge about how to advance to the next rank was not her goal.

'That's weird…'

While Sam Anderson felt a lot more knowledgeable now that he spent some time asking Nial quite a few questions, his only issue was to find a way to actually advance to the Prometheus rank.

Unfortunately, Nial had already left his side to talk to his friend instead. Without hesitation, Nial had left behind Sam Anderson, the Original who most of the others would sacrifice a limb to just be able to talk to.

The number of beasts emerging from the shelter's gate had dwindled quickly.

There were still numerous beasts inside the shelter, but not many dared to venture outside after the first few Tritan-ranked Originals revealed their strength.

"Are you done here?" Nial asked Mathias when he reached his friend.

"Yeah, well. Actually, I've no idea. The beasts here are a little bit weird." Mathias replied, shrugging his shoulders in confusion before he turned his head to Nial.

"By the way, what did Windbreaker Sam Anderson want from you?"

Mathias was evidently curious about Sam Anderson's approach. But Nial merely waved his hand off.

"He asked a few questions and gave me his contact details afterward. I guess he is searching for a way to advance to the Prometheus rank."

'He gave you his contact details?!' Mathias nearly screamed out, baffled by how his friend had easily become friends with Sam Anderson.

For years, Mathias had been one of the Windbreaker's fans. He was most interested in Sam Anderson's approach when he comprehended his Wind affinity.

After all, his control was superior to anyone's elemental control Mathias had seen so far.

Yet, his idol had casually come up to Nial to ask a few questions, just to end up exchanging his contact details with him.

That was ridiculous and totally unfair in Mathias' opinion.

But Nial was not affected by this in the slightest. His milky white and lifeless eyes stared at the shelter, while his Mana Sense was fully unleashed.

Thousands of beasts were in his range of perception, cowering in fear upon sensing the strength of the Tritan-ranked Originals.

The high-ranked Originals were starting their onslaught. They began to infiltrate the shelter and start with the reclaiming process.

Annihilating all the beasts within the shelter was not even considered a big issue. Rather, the big issue would be to stop more beasts from emerging, to clear all dungeons that were breaking out, and to conquer the dungeons to destroy them or to stop them from respawning beasts.

"The others are really not there yet. They're quite slow, aren't they?" Nial suddenly asked.

"What others?... Ah, you mean the groups of Originals who're coming from the seven other shelters. Well, they might not have that many powerful Originals by their side.

Or they encountered a strong beast that slowed them down. The environment could have been against them as well."  Mathias didn't think much about Nial's question.

He was more focused on using both his Earth and Water ability to create muddy stairways along the shelter walls.

With the correct use of both of his elemental affinities, he could create mud, which he could actually dry by controlling the water content within the mud.

Like this, he experimented a little bit before a highly durable flight of stairs made of soil had been created.

He and Nial went up the walls, while many other Originals chose to follow them.

Their group had close to 1000 Archers. With the advantage of being in a higher position, they could hunt any type of beast inside the shelter.

This made things even easier than they were before.

The True powerhouses killed the strongest beasts in the surrounding area, while the others followed their example.

In the following hours, the third shelter, Juna, turned into a bloody battlefield. Blood, dead bodies, intestines, and body parts covered the ground.

Not many had the time to store the bodies of the beasts they had killed. Everyone merely focused on collecting the Origin crystals and ability crystals that dropped before they continued with the killing spree.

Nial used this to his advantage. He stored the abandoned bodies, without caring about the disgusted gazes he received.

'Their jealousy is already at a dangerous level.' Nial merely thought, even though he knew that the Originals merely looked at him for 'stealing' the bodies that were littered on the grounds.

However, Nial didn't really care about those people. He cleaned after everyone to allow them to fight properly because more and more beasts continued to emerge from the dungeon portals within Juna.

Outside a similar situation occurred, with each dungeon portal being in its breakout state.

More beasts emerged at any moment than the Originals could kill.

If not for Nial's hard labor of collecting all the corpses, even trying to move a few meters in the abandoned shelter would be quite difficult.

Other low-ranked Originals had also begun to collect corpses. They had been told to clear the battlefield of the corpses so that everyone else could fight properly. Being restricted in a fight while having a numerical disadvantage was not exactly funny, after all.

Time slowly passed, and it was already late in the evening when the number of beasts emerging from the dungeon portals slowed down.

The Originals from Liondra had built a small base to stay, and only a few true powerhouses were required to protect the base.

With a beast repellent used, not many beasts would dare to attack them.

Beast repellents were expensive items that weren't actually useful if you only wanted to repel a few, small beast groups.

Only when used in places like the abandoned shelter would they reveal their true value.

Thanks to the beast repellent and the true powerhouses' help, it was possible for everyone else to sleep soundly while ignoring the sound of dying beasts echoed in their ears.

Nial had chosen to rest early as well. He wanted to approach Kirlia and her disciples because there hadn't been a good time for him to approach them in the last few days.

However, it was not as if Kirlia was in favor of his entire existence.

'I should try to find a way how to approach Kirlia while being considered considerate.' He only thought before falling asleep in the small tent they had set up.

Several hours passed and Nial woke up, feeling fully energized. He stretched his body and released his Mana Sense afterward.

'Their motivation is truly admirable. Some have already left to conquer the dungeons.' He could only think, just to include Mathias into that calculation.

Mathias was not in the tent, and it looked like he was just leaving for an Expert dungeon with some other Originals.

"Well, whatever. If he is so eager, I should support him." He mumbled before leaving the tent to shower.

On his way out, he encountered quite a few Originals. Nial greeted them as usual, but the tension in the base seemed to be quite high because he rarely got an answer.

But with time, Nial quickly noticed that it was not the tension in the base that prevented the others from greeting him.

Rather, it was just the fact that they didn't want to greet Nial, in the first place.

Most Originals avoided him, and Nial quickly figured out why that was the case as he forced one of the Elite Junior Soldiers he had encountered to answer him.

"Wait. So you mean everyone believes that I'm greedy and disrespectful to the True powerhouses?" Nial summarized what the young female in front of him said.

'Well, it is not like I respect them a lot. And I can be considered greedy for taking all the beast corpses. But it's not like I actually stole the beast corpses.

Others were also told to collect them, I was just quicker, and was proactively searching for them.'

Nial was a little bit confused but it was not actually as if the situation mattered a lot to him. He didn't need to be treated well by anyone.

In his opinion, there were only a few people he cared about. Their opinion was important to Nial, not those of weaklings, or pseudo-powerhouses.

That was also why he could ignore their gazes as he began to study the wooden board that had been created by their group not too long ago.

On the wooden board, one could see a detailed and clear map of Juna in a large size. Through that, every single dungeon portal could be marked in a specific color, or with a specific sign.

Permanent dungeons received a special sign, and the same went for dungeons with specific restrictions.

"Rookie dungeons with the restriction being at the Origin rank," Nial mumbled while searching for those exact configurations.

Even if he was not eager to enter the dungeon portals for the sake of others, it was not as if he could avoid entering them completely.

He might have been drafted because some people were interested in him, but Nial also knew that he should fight a little bit in order to make it look as if he was actually in the conquest team to reclaim Juna.

It was not necessary to gain the others' loyalty, but Nial could tell that he should try to prevent anyone from actually hating him, especially if he were to face the wrath of a true powerhouse at his current stage!

"Are you searching for a dungeon to conquer, Nial Orin?" A sudden voice reached him.

Nial flinched upon hearing the voice, but he didn't even turn around. There was no one behind him either way.

His ears perked up upon realizing that someone from further away was speaking to him while whispering.

Chills ran down his spine, only for him to hear faint laughter from behind him.

'I got you!' Nial thought after having pinpointed the direction of the laughing man.

However, upon realizing who exactly was speaking to him and laughing at him, Nial's expression turned grim.

'What the hell does the Sacred Knights leader want from me?'

"How about we have a nice chat, Nial Orin…or should I call you Damian, the Ruler of Darkness?"

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