CHAPTER 732: BACK TO XAOS CITY

Book 8. The Might of the Xaos Kingdom

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A brilliant pillar of golden light crashed onto the surface of a mountainous region in Terra, shattering the earth and splitting apart the air itself with overwhelming spatial forces and raw energy. Moments later, within the blazing radiance, four distinct figures materialized: a young man, a small yellow cat, a dragon wreathed in gentle flames, and a majestic white werewolf.

As the brilliance faded, broad smiles filled with relief and happiness appeared on the faces of the four Depravitas the instant their feet touched the familiar soil of Terra.

This profound joy was not merely the relief of returning home after years of harsh battles and relentless trials; standing once again upon Terra infused them with peace, tranquility, and comfort. Their home world’s gentle yet vibrant energy flowed effortlessly through their bodies, rejuvenating their very spirits.

Indeed, Terra could not match the Land of the Three Calamities in terms of energy density or the stability of universal laws, but unlike that violent, chaotic Doomsday World filled with toxicity and corruption, Terra’s purity was exceptional. Every breath here felt invigorating, cleansing their bodies and souls with each inhalation.

Countless questions swirled in their minds as the Depravitas wondered how dramatically their home had changed during their long absence. Without hesitation, Vlad, Jormungandr, Fafnir, and Ouroboros took to the skies, soaring gracefully above mountains and oceans, swiftly heading toward the very heart of their civilization—the capital of the Xaos Kingdom: Xaos City.

Thanks to their immense abilities and incredible speed, it didn’t take them long to traverse the expansive ocean, rapidly approaching their destination. As the city finally appeared on the horizon, the Depravitas slowed, eyes wide with awe and amazement at the sight before them.

Although Xaos City had already been an impressive metropolis when they left, now it had evolved dramatically into something far beyond their wildest imagination.

The walls of the city no longer encompassed merely a mountain fortress; instead, they stretched across the entirety of what had once been the Constantine Country. The capital had grown to a scale befitting a divine kingdom, a dazzling amalgamation of science, technology, and magic working in perfect harmony. Every structure glowed softly with power, seamlessly integrating magical arrays, technological marvels, and advanced engineering in an unprecedented display of civilization.

As they flew deeper into the city, the Depravitas saw thousands of magical towers rising high into the sky, filling the air with intricate energy matrices. These towers maintained the city’s automated systems, managing everything from defenses to resource distribution. The ambient energy density had reached such an incredible level that even a newborn child breathing the city’s air would effortlessly attain Level 1 strength in mere months.

But automation did not mean idleness. Far from it, the people of Xaos City thrived actively. Martial schools and magic academies were abundant, their courtyards bustling with eager students.

Some institutions catered specifically to beginners, teaching Mortal children the fundamentals of cultivation, combat techniques, and basic energy manipulation. Yet the Depravitas were pleasantly surprised to find institutions even designed for Guardian-level individuals, where elite fighters honed their skills to perfection.

However, Xaos City was not merely a training ground for warriors and mages. Vlad’s perceptive senses extended further, discovering buildings dedicated to intellectual pursuits: grand halls where citizens of all ages studied military tactics, strategy, history, and governance.

He observed others learning creative and productive skills, mastering professions such as Alchemy, Runic Mastery, blacksmithing, and engineering.

Vlad felt immense satisfaction upon seeing citizens gathered together peacefully, learning skills that ranged from practical craftsmanship to artistic creativity—painting, sculpting clay, even peaceful pursuits like gardening and beekeeping.

These non-combat activities elicited a gentle smile on Vlad’s face. He understood profoundly that a thriving civilization could not rely solely on martial strength or magical prowess.

To truly flourish, people needed hobbies, passions, and joyful activities that would uplift their spirits, relieve stress, and heal trauma. Such balance in daily life improved their mental state and overall happiness, ultimately boosting productivity and resilience.

As they approached the central regions of Xaos City, the Depravitas noted countless factories operating day and night, many fully automated, tirelessly producing armors, potions, runes, and various treasures.

However, machines did not dominate the industrial scene completely. Among the automated processes, numerous citizens—children and adults alike—worked passionately alongside technology, their faces glowing with excitement and pride upon completing each project.

Seeing their enthusiasm filled Vlad’s heart with warmth. Although humans couldn’t match the machines’ precision and speed, their diligent work steadily improved their skills.

Even if most individuals would never surpass automation, every incremental advancement enriched their abilities. Even if only one percent succeeded spectacularly, they would significantly uplift the civilization, propelling it to new heights of excellence.

At last, the Depravitas reached the very core of Xaos City, marked by a towering edifice. Rising majestically over one thousand meters into the sky, the massive central tower pierced the clouds, appearing as an eternal pillar upholding the heavens.

At its apex stood a magnificent statue depicting a young man with a confident smile and a small yellow cat perched upon his shoulder—an unmistakable tribute to Vlad himself.

Surrounding this grand tower lay sprawling military complexes housing hundreds of thousands of soldiers, disciplined warriors serving proudly under the Xaos banner. These soldiers continually absorbed the potent energies radiating from the central tower, gradually improving their strength and talents as a reward for their unwavering loyalty, courage, and dedication to defending the kingdom.

Witnessing the scale and advancement of their homeland, the four Depravitas shared a collective sense of pride. Xaos Kingdom had blossomed beautifully, ascending rapidly beyond its former limits. Here was a civilization that had embraced unity, power, and innovation, ensuring every citizen had the opportunity to achieve greatness.

The energy coursing through the newly erected Xaos Tower was overwhelming, far surpassing anything even a Legendary being could produce. The sheer magnitude was astonishing, capable of fueling the entire city and nurturing warriors by the thousands. Yet, it wasn’t merely raw, unbridled energy flowing through the immense structure; there was something deeper, more profound.

Vlad’s eyes sharpened and grew serious as he perceived strands of Divine Power interwoven with the energy currents, flowing seamlessly throughout the tower and extending far beyond the boundaries of Xaos City. These strands of faith were not confined to the metropolis alone but streamed toward it from every corner of the globe, forming an intricate web of spiritual devotion.

It was evident at that moment that the Xaos Faith had spread across the entirety of Terra. For such dense, potent divine energy to manifest, it could only mean that at least eighty percent of the world’s inhabitants prayed daily.

Vlad felt a complicated expression form on his face at the thought of being worshipped as a deity. The concept still sat uncomfortably within him.

Worshipping power was one matter, a straightforward acknowledgment of strength, talent, and influence. However, worshipping a deity—a divine figure imbued with absolute authority—was entirely different and far more complex.

Faith, when left unchecked or unguided, could easily be corrupted. History was full of examples of atrocities committed in the name of religious fervor, as well as those who exploited faith to justify their darkest impulses and twisted desires. Such corruption was something Vlad could never allow within his own kingdom.

His mind was already forming strict measures to guide and temper this newfound faith. Vlad knew all too well that without strong ethical boundaries, even a sincere belief could devolve into fanaticism.

The Xaos Kingdom must never lose sight of its ideals and morality in the blind pursuit of power or religious zealotry.

As Vlad and his fellow Depravitas contemplated the majestic transformation of Xaos City into a divine kingdom, they noticed a radiant figure rising gracefully from the highest level of the tower.

The figure ascended smoothly into the sky, swiftly moving toward them. As he approached, the Depravitas quickly recognized the individual: a young man whose appearance could only be described as transcendent, embodying a beauty and aura that clearly carried the essence of a divine entity.

"Overlord..." Vlad whispered softly, his voice thick with awe and disbelief. He was utterly taken aback by the presence before him—the clone of his own A.I. Chip.

The other Depravitas mirrored Vlad’s shock, each of their faces reflecting astonishment as they observed the figure carefully.

The source of their astonishment wasn’t merely the overwhelming beauty or divine presence that Overlord radiated. Rather, it was the incredibly potent aura emanating from his being. The energy surrounding him was not merely that of a Guardian, nor even that of a Sage or a Half-Step Legend.

Instead, the aura he exuded belonged unmistakably to a fully-fledged Legend. And it was not just one aspect, his body, soul, and energy pool all reached above Level 22.

Overlord gazed calmly at Vlad and the other Depravitas with eyes filled with profound depth—eyes capable of piercing through the veils of time, seemingly able to peer into the myriad possibilities of the future itself. In that silent moment, the true extent of Overlord’s evolution became starkly apparent.