Death… And Me Chapter 2787: Heavy Resistance

Chapter 2787: Heavy Resistance

A week later...

"This is ridiculous! How do you expect the transitional spatial runes to synch with the original and the replicas without the support of the core?" Havek complained back to Romario.

Romario grew angry as he repeated himself. "As I said, they had their own flow of Divine Energy. They don't need to connect to the core to acquire their energy. They only need to communicate, even if it isn't a perfect synch."

"Preposterous!" Havek didn't seem to care. "You simply wanna bet that everything will be fine like this. You should connect to the core for energy, too!"

"And I already said it is not necessary. Besides, we don't have time. Such a change will delay the project several months again," Romario struck back. "Did you forget we have a war on our hands? We need to swap the realms as soon as possible."

"Alright, alright," Rean quickly intervened. "This discussion is going nowhere. I understand Dad's concept, and he has a valid point about the lack of time. At the same time, Havekis correct about the perfect synch, as it would give us a higher chance of success. So, why don't we do both? Havek is more than capable enough to work out the Synch while Dad and I follow the initial program. That way, we won't need to delay, right?"

Romario looked at Havek. "His talent for formations isn't bad, I admit. But that's one more reason for us to follow the initial project. With his help, we can actually finish ahead of time."

"And I'm saying I won't do such a sloppy job," Havek refused. "Since I can get a perfect synch, I will do it."

"That's enough," Rean stopped them again. "Dad, leave Havek to his own devices. First of all, we weren't expecting to get his help anyway. The simple fact we can use him to get a perfect synch while still keeping the original time schedule is already a victory for us. Don't you think?"

"Sigh..." Romario could only accept in the end. It wasn't like he could force Havek to do what he wanted. Romario is a Peak Divinity Realm Expert, but strength alone is far being enough to convince Havek. If anything, Havek could even sabotage the plans instead because he didn't like it. "Fine! But I will check the synch runes constantly. If I see they will impact the project schedule, you will divert your resources back to the original plan. How is it? Do you think you can cope with this arrangement?"

"Hmph!" Havek immediately accepted. "I'm a genius! I obviously can cope with it. Just look, old man. I'll show you how it is done."

Meanwhile, outside the Universe, Flavio watched the many screens of information that popped up nonstop in his cabin. His Garisan Universe definitely had an advantage in individual power thanks to their high advanced armors. However, every time he tried his armies tried to gain an advantage, it vanished in smoke.

Countless formations were being used in the fight at the Foundation Pillar. Normally, such formations wouldn't be a problem to his army since they are much worse than the

ones prepared in the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps themselves. The technology of this Universe was truly far behind. And yet... the way the formations were employed always caught his people with their guards down.

"f.u.c.k! Again!" Just now, he saw a group of tens of thousands of experts from his army falling into another trap. There was nothing there. Everything had been checked beforehand. Nonetheless, they still fell for it, and he couldn't even tell how that happened.

However, Flavio quickly got up and calmed himself. He began to walk around his room as his eyes narrowed. He had partic.i.p.ated in the conquest of other Universes before. Universes that were in a far better state than Lisan, you might add. And yet, none of them showed as much resistance as this one was doing. 'Something is wrong. These tactics... They are not something you should find in a place like this.'

He thought back to the day he spoke to Kafan, Gragatou, and Soul Gem. 'That guy... He said he came from Turmaloid Universe...'

At that time, Flavio didn't pay much attention to it. Residents from other Universes being found in the Universes he was fighting against weren't anything new. If anything, such things happened quite often.

'Turmaloid... that is a force capable of going head to head with our Garisan. However, they would be dreaming if they thought they could defend a Universe this far from their territory,' Flavio continued to ponder. 'We barely ever interact with each other as there are other empires in between us. Why is there a Turmaloid Empire resident in this place? They are just too far...' He was lost in thought.

He couldn't be blamed for it. Tuana was banished from Turmaloid, but the number of experts who knew about it was few and far between. Such a piece of news never reached the Garisan Empire. They are indeed too far apart from each other, so it wasn't like Garisan actively searched for information regarding Turmaloid.

Flavio then waved his hand, and another screen appeared in front of him. "Send a message back home. Ask them to check if they know about any important figures from Turmaloid being deployed to the area."

"Turmaloid?" A voice echoed in the room, obviously puzzled. "Yes, sir." However, the guy didn't ask anything and simply followed the orders.

Flavio knew it would take quite some time for the people back in Garisan to investigate such a far away Universe, so he simply sent the message and let it be for the moment.

Following that, he opened another communication channel connected to the army at the Universe Foundation Pillar. "I'm authorizing the use of the Stellar Ray."

On the other side of the transmission, a Semi-Celestial called Gluclol looked surprised. "But sir, the Stellar Ray will consume the power of five entire Fragments. The s.h.i.+ps being powered by them will have to be abandoned. Won't the Garisan Higher-Ups complain if we lose three of them at once?"

"You have no need to worry about it. Just do as I say," Flavio didn't care.

"Yes, sir!" Gluclol nodded. Since Flavio would take responsibility, he had no reason to not follow the orders.