Genetic Ascension

Chapter 2202: Effervescence

Elara burst into laughter when she read the message again. She knew how the Nexus worked, so she also knew that not only did putting up a bounty that stretched so far out cost a ridiculous amount, but so did every character beyond what was absolutely necessary.

He was so in his feelings that he detected the need to write out those words and pay the extra premium that came with it, and for what? To try and piss her off?

It was certainly nothing short of embarrassing in every other setting. She didn't really understand people who got this angry and thought the best way to vent that anger was to make sure the world knew that one had been pulled over on them.

She had seen video shorts of women who made their men walk around with "I Cheated" signs in the subway as though she wasn't also implicitly walking around with a tattoo that read "I'm the idiot who's staying" on her forehead too.

As far as Elara was concerned, this was giving the same energy.

She sniffled a little bit and then wiped her tears away, sighing with a hint of satisfaction and then looking down at her spatial ring.

Another thing that Sylas wasn't aware of—or simply didn't care to acknowledge—was how lucky he was that he had the Madness Key. He hadn't had to worry about storage in who knew how long. It just wasn't something that was on his mind.

But people on the Mortal Plane were always worried about their spatial spaces shrinking over time, collapsing, or even just eating up their items without them knowing.

One always had to balance the amount of resources one poured into maintaining their spatial space with what items you were actually using to store it.

This problem was even greater on the Demi-God Plane because the space here was even harder to manipulate and placed even more pressure on spatial spaces.

Elara had had that problem for a long while, too. Ever since she came here, she spent a lot of time carrying everything around.

Thankfully, her abandoned husband was so kind to finally provide her with a decent spatial device and she shouldn't have to worry about it deteriorating for at least another year or two.

Given the sheer size of the spatial device—as it was designed to hold all the gifts she had received—it was very close to, if not the most valuable thing she had received.

"Not quite, though…" Elara said softly.

She leaned back on the rough rock wall of the cave she hid in. Caves had pretty much become her only sanctuary in this place. There was no better place to hide than some random moon without life or vitality.

If not for the fact she had the Nexus to entertain her, though, she might have already leapt off a bridge in boredom.

With a flip of her palm, an item she had been after appeared.

There were easier ways to do what she had done, but she had still chosen this path after learning about it. Even Sylas probably hadn't expected his sister to do something as stupid as offending one of the seven most powerful Clans of the Demi-God Plane—well, six.

The task Sylas had given her was to help clear a path forward for Earth, and the location she picked had to have a balance of evolution potential and ease of conquering.

The trouble was that maps were extraordinarily rare and well-protected, something that Sylas actually did know quite well. He had spent a fortune more than once on maps.

Travelling between locations that were quite a distance away from one another was yet another problem. Sylas had also spent quite a fortune on getting himself access to hyper highways that he could use freely.

Teleportation, especially across large distances, wasn't something that many were willing and able to use either.

Either way, Elara not only had to find a way to get her hands on all that information, but she also needed to personally make certain that it would meet all of Earth's needs. After all, she didn't want to thrust her family, her parents, her brother, into a bad situation that wouldn't even be worth it in the end.

Getting this information from the Thryskai was probably the hardest path that she could have followed, but she had chosen to do so anyway because the Dungeon she had gotten stuck in, the extremely one she had managed to eventually clear, had shown her something very interesting.

"Rebirth." She said slowly.

She rolled an orb of glass in her palms. A swirl of black and white gold moved through it, however they didn't show any signs of mixing despite how smoothly they flowed.

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[Effervescence of Order (???) (???)]

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One might imagine this quite easily, but there was no possibility of any normal Dungeon being capable of letting someone slip between the Mortal and Demi-God Planes.

It could be said that the opportunity that Elara had run into was much the same as the secrets swirling around in the Sanctum right this moment.

The parallels were uncanny. Both blurred the lines between Mortal and Demi-God, and both formed a leaping connection between the two Planes.

A coincidence?

In this instance, yes. As far as Elara could tell, they were unrelated. But that didn't mean that the Grimblades wouldn't take advantage of it.

The moment Elara knew that this item existed, she also knew that she had to have it.

One might wonder, then, if she stole this item from the Thryskai, then what did her Dungeon have to do with anything?

Well, her Dungeon told her of a distant past, a past of turmoil and change, one where the split between the Real and Demon Worlds occurred.

And it enlightened her as to the true essence of difference between what separated out these two branches of species.

And in all of that…

She found what divided Demi-Gods and Gods.