(Volume 2) Chapter 1 - Ultimate

It was snowing, the battle ground was starchy. 


The dragon army moved on the open field to attack the city. Larchen stood on the city walls. The battles has been going on for some days, now with the traitor out of the picture his reinforcement arrived. They didn't number much as the numbers on each side were much larger than previous battles. He frowned, this was serious business, he was almost in over his head.

The causes required emotional reasoning. This wasn't something Larchen was very well versed at. While it was all like chaos you sort of had to understand this and be mature about it. Its what moved the armies beyond their apparent allegiances, its how they moved. It's why their leaders could look over the casualties. Battlefields truly weren't a child's place.. He felt almost overwhelmed... but not just yet.

The sect warriors have slowly started to join in the action underneath the walls, as dragon army moved towards the city once more. Elder Fowliang quickly moved over the troops as if it was the easiest thing for her. Larchen couldn't help but watching her. Wherever she went destruction followed, and his heart almost skipped out of its cage, he suddenly felt like he was back at the city when he was a lowly disciple, when he scavenged dark forest for gain...his heart weren't strong enough were emotional causes..

Larchen.. don't drool, what are you doing ? A voice sounded in his ears.. It was the same woman on the field... who was also his wife..

Ehm, at your service...

Move your troops... stop daydreaming.. Are you going to stand there, shit your pants all day ?

Larchen smirked.. He sighed, then closed his eyes.. his body sagged and dropped down lifeless.. This was a technique he learned before hand, now adapted to his management of his constructs. He was in spirit form. He directly jumped into one of his machines. The construct
activated, others still standing.

You are as always, too happy... Fowliang sighed.. as the golem appeared near her to lend a hand.

You have an amazing ass, the machine replied in a mechanical speech that resonated strangely.

Fowliang, cleared her throat.. Then she proceeded to bind her soul also to the machine. This was something they planned before hand. The sect members carried her body near Larchen.

Its crowded over here.. Anyway this thing looks crappy, what if we die... Fowliang said.

Larchen looked like he was under immense pressure.. Ehm your inner energy is too much.. i can't breath.. Fowliang...

Fowliang chuckled.. It was truly awesome how he could even stand the pressure she gave, she had to admit. This kid...

Fine, but i'll sit on your.. face, she then proceeded to do what she just told... Does it smell Larchen ?

Larchen... shrugged.. Without her inner pressure this wasn't anything dangerous except decorative.. It was her being playful..

Fine i'll manage the legs.. you handle the upper body.. Larchen said.. Also, it stinks like shit..

Fowliang blushed.. For a second, It looked like she was going to go off.. then she hmmphed.

Look Larchen, Sect leader has arrived... on the battlefield.. This is going to be fun...

Larchen's face has blackened, the calm elder suddenly turned into a killing machine... He thought of all the times he was so brazen towards sect leadership, drops of sweat appearing in his forehead.

So, will this thing really work ? Isn't it better we just do our normal thing.. like him.. What if we get destroyed ?

Its almost sure, we will.. its how its designed to work. Use this one to full, then jump to next machine..

Larchen pull out your mouth out of my ass... that's the only way i'm doing this okay ? Your punishment for your flirting with Veo...
Fowliang said.. Then she activated her spirit storm art, which was the origin of her cultivation. Larchen has activated his regeneration art at the same time. The machine roared... as they grasped for control over it.. Fowliang however didn't let Larchen take over.. She was truly angry.. Let me handle this thing okay ?

Fine.. Larchen said.. They were being overwhelmed by now... the storm unleashed like a horizontal wave blade from the construct in a gargantuan amount. It roared and echoed like a scythe reaping the dragon army like a wheat field. Everyone's attention turned to the construct suddenly. Fowliang were swearing randomly as she starting destroying important assets of the opposing army. They
started slow, but turned super suicidal, it was difficult to deal with as most cultivators tended to refrain from going all out unless it was a last resort. Larchen kept them moving around, even recovering limbs as she dived into danger like a psycho. They have lain waste to the wing of the opposing army, it looked like flattened pancake, with only some groups remaining still.. Although this wasn't much in grand scheme of things, as numbers were too much for them to really make a dent, it still pulled attention.

It's coming, Larchen said..

I can see that...

Before she could finish her sentence, the mechanical construct were blown off from its middle.

Little kids.. this isn't a play to make jokes...

The construct exploded suddenly.. Although they were neutralized instantly, Larchen had installed this final measure.

Ugh, the expert cultivator were a bit too late to guard his inner energy.. he spurted blood..

Get the other one Larchen.. Fowliang said, her spirit moving back. Together they jumped the next construct.

Uh, i'm gonna be traumatized at this rate... right ?

It wasn't just cultivator as it looked, there were three, that's why i couldn't react in time, but i could clearly see their moves.. Look they are over there with silver robes.. One is wounded... by the explosion.

So, can we kill them ? They are bound to have some worthy loot on them...

Calm down Larchen, you don't fight with your brain, but your heart... remember this lesson..

Larchen, blushed, this was so embarrassing.. since he always tried to act cool, there were no space to be cool now, as they shared the same vessel. Ehm so ?

You are psychologically vulnerable here.. You dream of great moves, as if you could regenerate your limbs, your mind is like a grave, on the founder of that art.. it slips... its easily exploited...

Ehm, i'm aware of that, but i usually have precautionary routines to stop that.. this new form... is difficult...

Fowliang frowned.. she understood what she meant... Fine, let your elder take over.. First, look upon the battlefield, what do you see ?

Horror... and complacency...

Incorrect, you must see it from the perspective of the other side. They are in a place they are unfamiliar with.. thus they are in advantage..

You mean their hearts aren't bound ?

Precisely, that's why you are so easy... also.

So what ? Larchen said grumpily.

So learn, Larchen.. She then moved the mechanical construct in speed of light, landing near the wounded elder... They went at it for a while..While other two moved from hiding to help. She was doing juijutsu with three dragon elders.

Larchen watched how she moved her focus, it was like child play, unlike how he usually fought. She could see their moves, and it was much simple, there was much less emphasis on unrelated things. It was sort of fun to observe, he pitied the other three. The runes in her soul stream activated
and it turned to a super strong red torrent, he also saw himself in there like a blue patch, so fresh, in her psyche, standing on the land, as was well aware. She was awed by his talent at the beginnings, of fresh starts, he realized, impressed enough to let him around..

Larchen then observed, it was a place of many possibilities, million other choices and resulting events. Its framework mixed with his energy and extended beyond its usual flow, it was a construction made of large energy indeed, every since they were bound back at the sect. Larchen almost counted million words in her soul space... in a few seconds.

Fowliang swung a leg, it landed on the supporting elder, and maimed it to ground, she sit there as if she was looking a her feet, blood spilling from her mouth. Larchen were so shocked by what he was seeing, her energy stream has turned so violent he was in awe his irises didn't vaporize just by being near it. In these places, Larchen looked for authorities.. cultivation to him, weren't a deserted landscape, but it must be formal, a string
of gates, that were held by the wise and old.. He wondered, what happened when a person were this violent... wouldn't heaven punish her ? He felt himself so useless.. so insignificant.

But he was a person of many means, he would never relent to anything "awesome". It was in his character to resist, and be stubborn, but more than that, to survive. He would never go to sleep.. fade away.. He followed the smell of her soul.. it was something material...and it stank.. that did it..
Larchen opened his eyes...

He's coming in from above, Larchen said.

How do you know ? Don't make up stuff...

Listen to me..

Fine, Fowliang raised the golem's arm, just in time to stop an attack obscured from shadows..

Up ahead now.

Fowliang didn't object this time. She raised her arms to block, as she did it, Larchen spat from golem's mouth..The elder and Fowliang were both surprised, as the elder took a few steps back, swinging his arms..

He is done for.. Fowliang said, good move Larchen.. What is it though ?

Ehm.. Its just water, i just added some energy..

So its not my farts you've been smelling ? There is nothing you can hide now, Larchen, don't deny it.. Mine are better than Veo ?

What ridiculous. nonsense. Go over and hold his arms....

Fowliang moved to do as he said.

Seal activate, Larchen shouted, the lines formed around the mechanical construct, as everything in a certain orbit disintegrated, which included the elder who was struggling.

What is this ?

An array, that reacts to the poison, liquid binding.

Fowliang nodded, this was a simple method, used to much effect.. Listen Larchen...

No need, i'm not mad.. Fowliang.. I really am not. Let's go on, grab his inventory..

What is in it ? Let me have a look..

OH, he has nice medicines.. truly finest quality.. Here use this one..

What's the point ? Let's just jump to another construct.

These things have spirit embedded in them, as we killed a huge opponent, it also upgraded.. It'd be really dumb to leave it.

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