Within the dome Milin smiles worriedly when Tinrian with his hands in his grey long pants
Pocket walks into the dome
"So how's maintaining the trial going for you?"
He remarks sarcastically with a calm smile on his face
Milin scoffs
"What's it to you keeping a trial of this magnitude is very difficult even with my abilities"
Tinrian shrugs
"To be fair your the best in the Alchemist Tower when it comes to controlling essence even if both of us have tier four essence control"
Milin doesn't even spare a glance at him
"The only reason mines better is because I need to actively create and control goo"
Tinrian stands next to her
"Well if thats reason why shouldn't you have a control at atleast tier five?"
"Well no with my mediocre aptitude in essence control is can't"
"Not only that but also need stronger goos to actually improve my control"
Milin starts drooling as her eyes slightly blur
She smiles dreamily
"If only you let me make Yeni and Kirasia into I could've been guardian level by now"
Tinrian uses his bandages to clean her drool as he says
"But your twelfth in the planet"
"When it comes to strength"
Milin refocuses on the Trial
"That's true but I still can't beat you"
Tinrian smiles
"That's because I'm not only the eleventh strongest but im also a genius"
"Your just a measly backwards nobody from the dead region of the magic region"
Milin puffs her cheeks in frustration
"Lets not mention my past"
Tinrian stares at her shocked for a moment before laughing hardly for a moment
"Oh now I remember me and Master Tinsun found you in a ditch feasting on flame rhino carcasses"
"I still remember that stupid expression you made when Master picked and erased you from existence"
Milin shivers
"Please I don't want to remember that"
A tear falls out from Tinrians left eye
"Ahaha what's even funnier was when you came back"
"You just fell from the damn sky like a blob of goo before reforming"
"The expression on Master Tinsun was priceless!"
Milin becomes visibly frustrated as she kicks him with her left leg launching him to the dome walls
A smiles remains on his face as he touches the dome wall he slides upwards until the ceiling before falling right next to Milin again
He calmly turns his head towards her as he says
"What's even more confusing is that you naturally have a tier four essence sense yet you refused to improve it"
Milin ignores him as she continues maintaining the trial along with her two goos
"Anyways Tinrian who was outside?"
Tinrian's happy mood immediately runs cold as his eyes glow red
"Jagik"
Milins mood visibly also dampens
"...oh...what was he here for this time?"
Tinrian shakes his head
"Who could say all he was doing was reminiscing and playing around"
"But what worries me is I was able to see the things he was doing the past year with my historical eye skill"
Milin raises an eyebrow
"Wasn't the last time you were able to do that after he stole the Fateless eye artifact"
"Yeah but other then his usual genocidal tendencies i saw him cooperating with an outer game or force"
"Being what exactly?"
Milin questions
"There known as the digital empire and at the beginning of the year they and Jagik annialated the planet Trisantila with a strange dark goo"
"Along with it's game entirely"
Milins eyes narrow
"The game Satira is north of Axior and if I had to assume we have a about 20 or so year's before they arrive at Axior"
"The thing is Milin is the digital empire has these weapons that decode and neutralize digital code"
Tinrian remarks
"Are saying they can destroy a beings digital code or astral form"
"Exactly if there weapons really can destroy astral bodies it means they can harm even the Mystery Clan"
"This also means it's beyond tier one erasure"
Tinrian deduce
"That is problematic since Shio almost destroyed Axior just with tier 1"
"Luckily he didn't figure out to erase tiers or else Mystery would've never beat him"
Tinrian nods in agreement
"Im deducing there weapons inly output tier 2 erasure"
"Though it's problematic it's not enough to erase some Axior races on the spot"
Tinrian crosses his arms
"The only beings they can erase immediately are spirits,human,astral projections and that's it"
Tinrian smiles
"Atleast it's not enough to threaten the guardians to a considerable degree but they have to remain cautious when fighting"
Tinrian gestures a gun
"One bullet is all it takes to weaken them to half there power"
"That also depends on the quality of bullets as well"
"So what are you waiting for go to the national HQ and report this"
Milin remarks
"I'd like to but this is a game level threat I don't have the authority to request a–"
Tinrian then receives a system message
"Well talk about convinent"
"What?"
"Owner Bijen a holding a national meeting in seven days"
"All representatives of continents amd main cities along with independent substantial forces must atend"
"Only main heads are needed"
Milin smiles
"That's great you can inform them about the upcoming war"
Tinrians expression goes dark as he remembers Jagiks words
"See you later"
Tinrian's eyes glow a dark blue
"Don't tell me"
Within the Reconfiguration Trial Kogetsu amd Kirasia walk around still holding hands as the come across an ancient structure
It was a an Alter of black and Grey
At it's center it had the same symbol on there heads and the moon
It had six grey pillers around as it the moon stood atop every illuminating it's scarlet glow
Kogetsu and Kirasia look at each other before walking towards the centre
Immediately apon standing at it's centre from atop them the Crimson Oblivion shattered through reailty and nose dives to them with a powerful screatch that radiates a green force
Immediately the two were forced to there knees due to Downgrade crushing force
"UPGRADE"
"DOWNGRADE"
The symbol glowed green yellow once more before blue and green yellow energy dispersed the crushing force
They immediately dashed forward dodging evading the Crimson Oblivion from crushing them into meat paste
The two leap into the air and yell
"Upgrade"
"DOWNGRADE"
Sunday blue chains wrapped around the Crimson Oblivions talons as the alter glows
The Crimson Oblivion begins shifting feather colors before becoming a mix of both
[System prompt]
[You have triggered the final act]
[Slay the Reconfiguration Trial boss and claim it's Reconfiguration essence core]
The Crimson Oblivion screatchs as the three lock eyes signaling the battle
End if chapter 53:Part 6