Chapter 1 The Hidden Passage

After evading the pursuit of the jackal mummy, Soren followed the direction indicated by the demon god Apophis and found a very secret underground passage.

This was a passage left by the master architect who built the pyramids for his own survival. If the demon god hadn't pointed out the exact location, he wouldn't have discovered this entrance hidden in the subspace fissure.

Soren plunged in, and then, like sliding down a slide, he slid all the way down in a passage full of fine yellow sand.

The skilled dwarven gods had left a "wormhole" in the nearly airtight super-order restriction group of the pyramid, allowing people to escape without triggering those restrictions.

Soren also realized that the pyramid was not just the part above ground; there was also an incredibly vast and complex foundation underground.

Now that he was making his escape, he didn't stand on ceremony. Any Asgardian Godstones he encountered along the way that could be disassembled and moved, he stuffed into his Little Void Realm.

Moreover, because the passage was very secret, he avoided a direct confrontation with the Tarris God Clan on the ground and didn't worry about being discovered in the slightest.

He went down like this, and Soren probably riddled the pyramid's foundation with holes before he saw a subterranean world like tree roots.

He then realized that these pyramid structures with roots seemed to be alive? They seemed to be absorbing the energy of the entire yellow sand plane.

This was probably one of the secrets of the Tarris God Clan's resurrection. Although Soren was interested in exploring it, the crow on his shoulder issued a deadly warning. Without any delay, he used spatial teleportation to travel to the spatial rift deep underground.

With the Uroboros Temporal Ring protecting him, he didn't fear being caught in the temporal turbulence by the spatial gales.

Because he had left marks along the way when he came, Soren teleported towards the marks all the way.

But when he came, he had the protection of the demon god's divine power, and everything was smooth. But when he went back, he was on his own and had to be cautious everywhere.

Spatial gales posed a risk of death even to god-tiers, let alone a ninth-tier like him.

Soren carefully traversed through the root-like spatial fissures.

During his journey, he increasingly felt that the world was like a tree, growing in the endless soil of the universe.

Each plane was like a large tree, forming an endless forest.

Without coordinates, one would definitely get lost in the forest.

In this way, the journey that took three days to come took four months to return.

Even with extreme caution, the ubiquitous spatial gales almost killed him in the void several times.

However, he finally returned to the Alchemy Plane without any real danger, and he also collected some scattered space fragments and space gems along the way to expand the Little Void Realm.

...

One day, on the azure sea.

Two people, a dragonewt, and a centaur stood on the sea.

Soren exhaled a long breath. "Finally back."

Pandora, whose face was covered by a cloak, smiled. "Yes. Although the trip outside was very rewarding, I still feel it's better to be back."

But standing on the sea, feeling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the other two had slightly strange expressions.

The centaur Camul frowned and said in confusion, "This is the Alchemy Plane? Why does the upper limit of the laws of heaven and earth seem a bit low..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Soren.

He thought that since the Alchemy Plane could produce such a powerful existence, it should be a very powerful plane.

But after arriving, he realized that the upper limit of the laws of heaven and earth here was much worse than the Centaur Plane.

Was this... a broken plane?

Although he knew that the Alchemy Plane in ancient legends had been destroyed, it was difficult for even a ninth-tier to emerge from a broken plane. How could such a freak grow up here?

The dragonewt Marcia also had similar doubts.

Soren glanced at the two and said lightly, "The current laws of heaven and earth are much better than before."

Camul and Marcia breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and the same thought popped into their minds: Fortunately, there is only one freak.

Soren didn't mean to explain much, and smiled. "Let's go, you two. I'll introduce you to our Alchemy Plane as we go."

Camul and the two didn't say much. After all, they had signed a war contract and were prepared.

Moreover, they were also full of anticipation to see the legendary alchemy civilization.

As he spoke, a spatial fluctuation flashed, and the four disappeared from the spot.

...

Counting the time from leaving the Alchemy Plane to returning, nearly half a year had passed.

Soren teleported with the three on the sea. The first thing he did upon returning was to dial the communicator. "Senior Apprentice-Sister, I'm back."

After waiting for a moment, the other end of the communicator responded with a "Mm."

His senior apprentice-sister's tone was still so calm, but as she spoke, she added, "It's good that you're back."

Soren smiled slightly as he listened.

Teleporting all the way from the North Sea, he also noticed that the coastal defense was much denser than before, and patrol warships were almost everywhere in the key sea areas.

In other words, the situation of the plane war might already be very bad.

He hoped he hadn't returned too late.

Soren didn't dare to delay and teleported all the way.

Before long, the four had appeared in the Imperial Strait.

Before even approaching Mirror's location, Soren noticed that the sea was turbulent, and chaotic wind element cyclones were whistling. This was obviously not normal sea weather, but the result of legion magic and combat.

Fragments of warships and airships were also floating on the sea.

Camul must have signed a combat contract and immediately got into character.

The centaur race had a very strong perception ability. He sniffed the elements in the wind and said, "Twenty nautical miles to the north, and about seventy nautical miles to the northwest, there are super-strong energy fluctuations in both directions."

"Mm."

Soren nodded.

Although he knew that Mirror was to the north, he didn't know that the enemies from the Celestial Plane had gotten so close.

It seemed that the two sides were facing each other.

The four stayed for a moment and teleported again.

The scenery changed, and they had arrived in the direction of the United Empire's fleet base camp.

The centaur Camul and the dragonewt Marcia both came from magical planes that completely lacked technology. They originally thought that the war was probably like the wars in their planes.

But teleporting over and seeing the sky full of mechanical airships and the sea densely packed with giant cannon warships, the two were stunned, as if they had seen a miracle.

Camul: "What... what are these airships? Made of steel? They can actually fly in the sky?"

Marcia: "All the warships are made of steel? So heavy, how can they float on the water?"

Camul: "And what are those long tubes? What are they? They feel a bit like the dwarves' cannons?"

Marcia: "Is this alchemy..."

The divine right planes had been agricultural societies for countless years, so where had they seen these steel technologies? Even though the two were ninth-tier, they were like curious babies at this moment, everything they saw was novel.

The four appeared on the sea, and the people in the imperial fleet naturally noticed them immediately.

Just as they landed, a corner of the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and countless cannons of different lengths aimed at them. The four then realized that there was a steel city of unimaginable size in that white cloud. Buildings and turrets were lined up, and huge rivets pieced together pieces of super-large defense armor.

It was too big, like a giant whale. Compared to it, the steam airships floating around were like swimming small fish.

On closer inspection, there was a faint layer of rune energy surrounding the periphery of the castle.

"What's going on?!"

Camul and the two were facing a great enemy. Even if they didn't recognize the cannons, they felt a deadly threat looking at the dark muzzles.

Soren smiled when he saw this and shouted towards the war fortress, "Dora, don't be mischievous. There are guests here."

This was naturally the Sky Fortress that had been secretly built for many years.

And the control core of this mechanical war fortress was Dora, who had also merged with the Blasphemer implant mechanical life.

As soon as he said this, a loudspeaker sounded in his ear, "Wow... Mr. Soren is back."

As he spoke, the mechanical arms on the steel castle waved at the four in unison, as if welcoming them happily.

Soren smiled slightly as he looked. "Mm."

Looking at the scale of this Sky Fortress now, it had reached the initial design. This was the ultimate product of machinery, an absolute war weapon.

But using this Sky Fortress also meant that all the cards had been played, and the current plane war was on the edge of a decisive battle.

But this scene, in the eyes of the two outsiders Camul and Marcia, was once again shocked. They hadn't figured out why this steel castle could fly in the sky, and now they were watching the mechanical arms of the entire castle wave at them.

They then realized that this castle... was a living being?

Camul couldn't help but ask curiously, "Mr. Soren, were you just greeting... this flying steel castle?"

"Mm, this castle is a partner of mine."

Soren didn't know where to start explaining. Mechanical life was difficult to explain to most alchemists, let alone believers of the gods. He smiled. "Let's go, get on the airship and talk slowly."

A spatial fluctuation flashed, and the four had disappeared on the spot.

...

"Mr. Soren is back!"

"Hahaha, everyone come quickly, Mr. Soren is back!"

"Oh, Mr. Soren also brought two very special guests!"

"..."

Soren and the four landed on the deck. Not knowing who shouted first, the entire fleet immediately boiled.

In the cabins and on the turrets, the windows opened with a crash, and expectant faces looked towards the deck.

Seeing Soren for the first time, everyone excitedly cheered.

Soren sensed that there were more than 200,000 people in the entire Sky Fortress.

Some were from the Dawn, and more were imperial soldiers. After all, such a huge sky mechanical war fortress required enough combat troops and mechanics to control.

But everyone recognized Soren, the "Puppet Emperor" who had been printed countless times in the newspapers.

His feat of single-handedly breaking through a million troops of the Celestial Plane was too shocking and was still the most legendary battle in the Alchemy Plane.

As soon as the four boarded the warship, the crowd immediately swarmed over.

Camul and Marcia stepped on the hard steel deck and marveled. This sky castle was no different from stepping on the ground.

Listening to the surging shouts, Soren's prestige was high.

But thinking about it, it was expected. After all, being so ridiculously strong, he must be a leader-level figure.

The two's gazes swept over and were immediately attracted by the tallest building in the steel city. Countless lightning bolts poured down from the sky and landed on the iron tower that looked like a lightning rod.

What attracted the two's attention was not the iron tower, but the half of the lightning spear that flickered with white light in the iron tower.

Camul's eyelids twitched as he looked. "Artifact fragment?"

Soren explained, "Mm."

This lightning spear was the treasure he found when hunting the first pure-blooded dragon in the Dragon Kingdom sea area.

This lightning spear was broken, and its only use was to attract lightning.

The technology of the Alchemy Plane had long been able to capture lightning for energy, so it became an endless source of energy for the war fortress.

This iron frame was itself a modified super lightning magic energy cannon.

Before there was time to ask more questions.

At this time, a beautiful figure with golden wings flew down rapidly from the sky. The metallic wings retracted, and she landed in front of Soren, unable to hide her joy. "Soren, you're back!"

The one who spoke was naturally the War Angel No. 19.

At this moment, most of her body was in a combat state, without the bionic skin covering it, giving people a sense of oppression like a steel machine soldier.

Camul didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment. "Metallic... human?"

The dragonewt Marcia's expression was also extremely complex.

Their understanding couldn't comprehend super mechanical warriors.

And turning her head to look, it wasn't just this one. On the huge deck, there were many people with mechanical arms, mechanical legs, mechanical prosthetic eyes, driving mechanical tools...

Seeing this, the two outsiders were greatly shocked, even to the point where their worldviews began to collapse.

In the divine right plane, the source of power was always the gods, and all clever tricks were heresy.

But in the Alchemy Plane, these things were everywhere.

Fortunately, for them, these strange mechanical humans didn't seem to pose much of a threat to their ninth-tier selves in terms of energy fluctuations.

Camul and Marcia both breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts: Sure enough, alchemists are not all freaks.

But just as they had just breathed a sigh of relief, something even more shocking came.

At this time, the crowd had already gathered around. "Mr. Soren!"

"..."

The crowd gathered around, excitedly asking questions.

Having not seen Soren for nearly half a year, those with keen intuition had vaguely guessed that something might have happened. But now seeing him back, everyone's hanging hearts were relieved.

Only now did Camul and the two realize that the humans surrounding them were unusually tall, and the bloodline pressure of higher beings was very obvious.

With a large group of people gathered together, the feeling was especially obvious.

This was... dragon might!

Marcia was originally a high-purity dragonewt, and how could she not notice a sense of bloodline resonance when she looked at these warriors?

What shocked her was not the discovery of her own kind. After all, this "Mr. Soren" had a very strong dragon bloodline.

What shocked her was that almost everyone on this warship was a high-purity dragonewt!

Even if they weren't dragonewts, they also had the aura of some ancient mythological bloodlines.

What... what was going on?

In her plane, bloodlines were a gift from heaven.

A high-purity dragonewt like herself was one in a billion.

However, she found that almost everyone in front of her had a very high dragon bloodline induction.

She remembered what Soren had said when they signed the contract, that he could evolve her bloodline... Now it seemed that he was telling the truth.

Camul and Marcia looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

But they didn't say anything.

After all, the demeanor of a ninth-tier master still had to be maintained. "Mr. Soren!"

"Teacher!"

"..."

At this time, Lolota, Geke, Tani, the disciple Aberk, Kama... and other young people who were very familiar with Soren all gathered around.

A rough voice also greeted, "Soren, you're back?"

Looking closely, it was Barrett.

The thick blood and energy made Camul and Marcia look at each other slightly, thinking: Only eighth-tier? How can it reach this level, strange...

Immediately afterward, an old man with a sword at his waist also appeared on the turret above, smiling and greeting, "Little friend Soren, you're back."

Looking at this old man, a dignified expression flashed across Camul and Marcia's eyes: So strong!

This old man made them feel a deadly threat.

Soren smiled. "Senior Bartolo, long time no see~"

As soon as he finished speaking, two more people walked over.

One was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with an eye patch over one eye; the other was a middle-aged man with a pale face and wearing a black cloak with a red bottom, making it difficult to discern his age.

Soren took the initiative to greet, "Mr. Black, Mr. Wordsworth, how have you been?"

Both were ninth-tier members of the Dawn, and they also knew where Soren had been during this time.

Seeing him back, the two were also relieved.

Mr. Black smiled kindly, "It's good that you're back."

Wordsworth also said, "Yes..."

Before the two could finish speaking, a small head suddenly popped out from under the deck.

That ghost lady suddenly drilled out from the bottom deck and hung on Soren's neck like a koala, muttering, "Ah... Soren, why did you only come back now?"

As she spoke, the ghost lady Pestoia's eyes turned red, and then she grinned and burst into tears.

She had the best relationship with Soren, and not hearing from him for half a year made her think that something had happened.

Now seeing him back, Pestoia was naturally the happiest.

Soren stroked her head, comforting the sobbing ghost lady, "Okay, I brought you a gift."

Pestoia's expression lit up instantly when she heard this, and she immediately stopped crying. "Really?"

Soren didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Mm. I'll give it to you later."

But this scene made Camul and Marcia twitch their eyes.

Others couldn't see Pestoia, but they could see that indescribable twisted soul fire.

If they weren't mistaken, this was an existence who had condensed the divine fire!

What was going on? A god?

There was actually a god on this warship?

However, before they could think more, a mirror light flashed, and at this time, another person appeared on the deck.

As soon as Mirror arrived, everyone responded in unison, "Leader."

Soren looked and smiled, "Senior Apprentice-Sister."

Mirror nodded slightly, and a gentle joy appeared in her eyes.

Camul and Marcia observed silently. Several beings had already appeared that made them feel threatened.

Being strong was one thing, but they were strangely strong.

They gave people a mysterious feeling that they couldn't fathom.

Having seen Soren's endless stream of methods before, the two didn't have any contempt for the alchemists in front of them.

However, looking at this "leader" who had appeared, the two immediately realized that this was a top-tier powerhouse.

Soren introduced, "This is Mr. Camul, a ninth-tier master of the centaur race. This is Miss Marcia, a very powerful dragonewt."

He had mentioned it briefly on the communicator before, and Mirror also knew that the two were helpers, so she said politely, "Welcome, friends from other planes."

Camul and the two didn't dare to be presumptuous and quickly bowed with their hands on their chests. With language comprehension, communication was not difficult.

...

After meeting Soren, everyone on the warship was very curious about the two friends he had brought back.

After all, no one had ever seen a centaur or a dragonewt, whether in mythology or legend. Everyone looked around as if they were looking at novel species.

However, the Dawn had a very hospitable tradition. As long as they were friends, they would definitely receive a warm welcome and treatment.

Lolota: "Wow... a centaur, is it the kind that can fly into the sky with wings?"

Tani: "Stupid Lolota, that's not it, that's a Pegasus. Centaurs are very powerful warriors... In the mythological era, they were one of the major advanced races alongside dwarves, elves, and gnomes."

Lolota: "Oh, I see. That dragonewt sister looks very powerful. That dragon might is not inferior to the ninth-tier giant dragon we encountered before."

Geke: "I don't know. Anyway, the friends that Mr. Soren brought back must be very powerful."

"..."

Everyone discussed.

Camul and Marcia didn't feel too uncomfortable. Kindness didn't distinguish races, and their level could easily distinguish the kindness of these humans towards them.

At the same time, they were slightly surprised.

After all, the inclusiveness of races in their plane was not that strong. When they encountered visitors from other races, they would always maintain the necessary caution.

But these humans felt very special, and the kindness in their eyes made the two very comfortable.

However, at this time, a "Woo Woo" alarm suddenly sounded on the deck of the war fortress.

Soren thought it was a pretense and looked at his senior apprentice-sister, "???"

Mirror, however, was accustomed to it and said, "The Celestial Plane's reconnaissance behavior. They probably sent someone to see if there was anything abnormal on the deck after detecting it."

Mr. Black's expression next to him was also slightly helpless. "That's a ninth-tier wind mage from the Celestial Plane. He has a very special magic tool, runs very fast, and is cautious enough. We've tried several times, but we can't catch him."

Soren followed the direction and also saw a white-bearded figure in the wind nearly ten kilometers away.

A ninth-tier magic saint doing reconnaissance missions was naturally not easy to catch.

At this time, Camul next to him understood something and took the initiative to ask, "Enemies?"

Soren nodded. "Mm."

Camul's eyes turned, and he said seriously, "Then should I try?"

Soren thought for a moment and smiled. "Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Camul."

Others didn't know Camul's methods, but he knew.

An archer was best suited to deal with this kind of fast-running target.

Soren also saw that Camul wanted to show off his strength. After all, whether it was a contract or anything else, strong people had their own arrogance.

As he spoke, Camul's expression turned solemn, and a terrifying aura of destruction rose from his body. He raised his hand and made a gesture of drawing a bow.

In everyone's astonished gaze, a twisted space arrow gathered on the elemental bow.

In the distance, the ninth-tier wind magic saint who was scouting obviously sensed the danger and instantly turned into a gust of wind and disappeared from view.

Soren's eyes turned sharp as he watched, thinking: It's too late!

He had seen the power of this arrow before. This arrow could kill a demigod, let alone a ninth-tier?

Seeing it was actually when the arrow had already hit.

Sure enough, as Camul released the bowstring, the storm in the distance suddenly exploded.

Blood stained the sky, and the ninth-tier wind magic saint couldn't maintain his elemental body and fell from the sky.

Seeing this scene, the Dawn members and imperial soldiers on the deck were stunned: One arrow seriously injured a ninth-tier magic saint?

Even Mirror and several ninth-tier combatants of the Dawn looked at each other slightly.

Being able to do this meant that this Camul had the combat power to face a demigod alone?

So strong?

The dragonewt Marcia was not willing to be outdone. Seeing the enemy hit by an arrow, she jumped off the deck and instantly transformed into a ferocious fire dragon in mid-air.

"Roar~"

The high-pitched dragon roar shocked everyone.

The Dawn members had seen real giant dragons before. Seeing this scene, everyone realized that this Miss Marcia was really a humanoid giant dragon!

The fiery red figure flew over like lightning and grabbed the falling ninth-tier magic saint.

The magic saint didn't know if he had used some secret treasure to block it, but he hadn't died completely. However, with this grab, he immediately spat out another mouthful of old blood, his face turned pale, and he completely fainted.

A gust of wind swept across the deck, and looking again, the red dragon had already returned with the person.

This time, the entire deck was dumbfounded.

Everyone then realized that the two friends that Soren had brought back were really ridiculously strong!