Sepuluh ribu prajurit itu tampak berjalan santai, namun mereka bergerak saling berselisih dengan mulus, lalu masuk ke posisi masing-masing. Langkah mereka memang tetap santai, tetapi mereka siap bereaksi seketika saat ada tanda-tanda masalah.\n\nSejak mereka lahir, mereka telah berada di bawah penjagaan Pengelola Inn, di surga yang bernama Midnight Inn, berbanding terbalik dengan medan perang yang baru saja mereka lalui.\n\nTerlepas dari berapa pun kemampuan tempur mereka, tidak ada yang bisa mengubah fakta bahwa mereka kini menjalani hidup yang sepenuhnya berbeda dan terpapar oleh horror serta kesulitan yang tak pernah mereka bayangkan. Tanpa ragu, itu memberi tekanan mental yang luar biasa besar. Siapa yang ingin berada di planet sekarat yang perlahan runtuh, sementara mereka bisa beristirahat di Inn?\n\nNamun di balik tekanan itu, hati mereka tak pernah goyah. Justru tekad mereka untuk mengatasi ujian-ujian ini semakin menguat. Lagipula, untuk pertama kalinya mereka mendapat sekilas tekanan yang selama ini ditahan oleh Pengelola Inn untuk mereka. Mereka akhirnya melihat langsung, dengan mata mereka sendiri, ujian-ujian yang dihadapi Pengelola Inn sendirian—supaya mereka tidak perlu menanggungnya. Musuh yang harus mereka hadapi hanyalah lawan setingkat Alam Fondasi, sementara Pengelola Inn harus menghadapi seluruh alam semesta seorang diri.\n\nLewat api, kemurkaan, dan darah, mereka memperbarui tekad untuk menjadi lebih kuat. Dan memang, mereka berhasil. Bertempur bahu-membahu, memastikan tidak ada satu pun saudara laki-laki maupun perempuan yang terluka, mereka menjadikan perang ini sebagai pandu, dan musuh mereka sebagai palu yang akan menempa mereka menjadi prajurit paling garang. Tentu saja, bantuan dari armor mereka—yang membuat mereka kebal terhadap serangan setingkat mereka—juga berperan besar.\n\nNamun pertahanan itu memberi mereka kesempatan untuk selamat saat membuat kesalahan, dan memperbaikinya agar tak terulang lagi.\n\n\"Semuanya baik?\" Gerard bertanya pada Luthor saat ia berjalan menyamai langkah prajurit di hadapannya. Meski mereka mendukung tindakan Luthor tanpa pertanyaan, tidak ada yang benar-benar tahu mengapa ia menyelam kembali ke dalam lava.\n\nAlih-alih menjawab langsung, Luthor mengangkat lengan kanannya dan memunculkan api ungu yang tampak keluar dari dalam lengannya sendiri, bukan sekadar terpanggil di atasnya.\n\n\"Di dekat inti, aku merasakan sesuatu yang memanggilku. Jadi saat ada kesempatan, aku kembali untuk mengambilnya. Aku menemukan bulu yang terbuat dari api ungu yang menyatu ke dalam tubuhku dan memperkuatku. Ternyata, kecocokanku luar biasa tinggi.\n\n\"Informasi tentang perubahanku muncul di kepalaku. Ini adalah Api Phoenix Ungu, sejenis api khusus yang sangat destruktif dan lahir dalam kondisi yang sangat langka. Tentu saja ini bukan api Phoenix yang sesungguhnya, hanya namanya saja seperti itu. Dengan menyerap api itu, ternyata aku telah mengaktifkan tubuh yang selama ini terdormansi dalam diriku—yaitu Tubuh Sembilan Api Neraka. Aku bisa terus-menerus menyerap api-api khusus ke dalam tubuhku, dan setelah aku mengumpulkan sembilan, mereka akan menyatu dan melahirkan jenis api yang baru.\"\n\nGerard tidak terkejut mendengarnya. Selama sebulan terakhir, banyak dari mereka yang tidak hanya membangunkan garis keturunan mereka, tetapi juga kekuatan khusus lainnya. Ada beberapa di antara mereka yang membuka kemampuan aneh yang tidak sesuai dengan satu pun metode kultivasi yang mereka ketahui. Setelah mereka dievakuasi, mereka bisa meminta komandan mereka untuk memberikan panduan khusus dari para pelatih pasukan sekutu.\n\nKarena hal itu hanya akan meningkatkan kemampuan tempur mereka, tidak ada alasan untuk menolaknya. Sebelum dikirim ke planet ini, mereka telah mendapat briefing bukan hanya tentang apa yang diharapkan dari mereka, tetapi juga jenis dukungan yang bisa mereka terima dari pasukan sekutu. Tidak lama lagi, seseorang dengan pengetahuan jauh melampaui mereka akan datang dan mengajarkan tentang kemampuan baru yang mereka buka, dan bagaimana menggunakannya.\n\n\"Apa itu 'tubuh khusus'? Ada yang tahu?\" tanyanya, hanya sedikit penasaran. Ia bertanya-tanya apakah ia sendiri punya satu.\n\n\"Tidak sama sekali. Tapi yang sudah aku pahami adalah alasan tersembunyi mengapa Pengelola Inn mengirim kami semua ke sini. Mungkin terlihat seperti ia hanya menyanggupi permintaan tuan-tuan rumah yang memiliki realm ini, tetapi sebenarnya, ia hanya ingin kami memanfaatkan kesempatan ini untuk merasakan alam semesta dengan sendirinya, dan menemukan arah yang ingin kami tuju.\n\n\"Di lingkungan aman dan terlindungi Inn, kami tidak akan pernah menghadapi tekanan yang dibutuhkan untuk bertumbuh. Menurutmu, Z?\"\n\nSi remaja itu berjalan di belakang mereka, tampak terseret pikirannya. Perhatiannya terpusat pada sebuah 'bola' melayang di atas jari telunjuknya. Bola itu tidak benar-benar ada, dan hanya tampak karena cahaya yang melaluinya dibiaskan di permukaannya. 'Bola' itu juga mengontraksi dan berelaksasi, seperti detak jantung.\n\nNamun detak itu tidak menghasilkan suara. Sebaliknya, ia seolah merambatkan riak melalui ruang itu sendiri—riak yang bisa dirasakan tidak hanya oleh tubuh, tetapi juga oleh jiwa. Bukan benar-benar suara yang didengar, melainkan sesuatu yang dialami. Namun di saat yang sama, ia mengingatkan seseorang pada dentuman drum yang stabil.\n\nSebuah bola kedua muncul di atas jari tengah, berdetak dengan tempo sedikit lebih cepat. Bersama-sama, detak kedua bola itu menghasilkan ritme yang mengurik memori banyak orang di sekitar mereka. Ritmenya terasa familiar, seolah-olah itu adalah awal dari lagu yang pernah mereka dengar, tetapi tidak bisa sepenuhnya mereka ingat.\n\n\"Ya, terserahmu saja,\" jawab Z, tanpa benar-benar memperhatikan Luthor. Perhatiannya sepenuhnya terkunci pada bola-bola ruang terdistorsi yang sedang ia mainkan. Sayangnya, seluruh speaker yang ia siapkan rusak dalam sebulan terakhir. Jadi sekarang, ia harus memikirkan cara alternatif untuk menghasilkan musik. Ternyata, melengkungkan ruang itu sendiri lalu membiarkannya kembali sebagian ke kondisi alaminya menghasilkan beat seperti drum. Sekarang ia harus memikirkan cara mereproduksi 'suara' gitar melalui ruang itu sendiri.\n\nMeskipun sulit, begitu selesai, ia akan bisa memainkan musiknya di dalam kekosongan ruang angkasa. Itu pasti akan sangat membantu di pertempuran antariksa. Ia sangat menantikannya.\n\nSemua orang di sekitarnya tertawa kecil, tetapi tidak ada yang berkata apa-apa. Selama sebulan terakhir, bukan Luthor atau Gerard yang paling bersinar. Bahkan dengan kekuatan Luthor yang naik kelas, ia tidak yakin bisa setara dengan Z.\n\nSeperti protagonis anime, Z terus bertumbuh melonjak secara eksponensial. Masih di Alam Fondasi, bahkan tanpa merealisasikan afinitas ruangnya di dalam energi—hal yang baru bisa terjadi di ranah Golden Core—Z sudah bermain-main dengan ruang seolah-olah membiangkannya tidak memerlukan usaha sama sekali.\n\nMeskipun ia bukan satu-satunya yang memperoleh afinitas ruang, ia adalah satu-satunya yang menguasai afinitas itu pada level yang tak masuk akal.\n\nIa kini lebih kuat dan lebih mematikan daripada siapa pun di antara mereka. Namun, berbeda dengan yang lain, ia tidak mendapatkan aura yang mengeras dan tajam dari sebulan perang. Sebaliknya, ia tetap mempertahankan kepolosan seperti anak-anak, kecenderungannya yang sedikit introvert dan pemalu, meskipun entah bagaimana ia sudah berteman dengan hampir semua pekerja di Inn.\n\nTanpa musik yang benar-benar mengubah cara ia berperilaku dan bertempur, ia menjadi sangat pendiam untuk waktu tertentu. Lagipula, bertempur bukan sesuatu yang ada dalam sifatnya. Ia menggunakan musik untuk 'memasuki mode' bertarung. Tanpa itu, ia seperti kehilangan satu tangan.\n\nHingga pertarungan terakhir, ketika ia menemukan kekuatan drum. Menggunakan hanya itu, ia melepaskan kekuatan drum perang.\n\nYang terjadi setelah itu… ya, karena dialah yang mengoperasikan mech, hasilnya sudah bicara sendiri.\n\nDi antara batalion-batalion lain yang menyaksikan ia bertempur, dan bahkan belakangan di antara kawan-kawan sendiri, Z mendapat julukan baru—meskipun ia sendiri tidak menyadari hal itu. Di belakang punggungnya, dalam bisikan-bisikan, orang-orang membicarakan Setan Kecil yang menyembunyikan diri aslinya di balik topeng kecintaan dan kepolosan.\n\nBukan berarti ada yang mengomel, karena ia di pihak mereka. Anggota Inn bahkan tidak terlalu serius soal itu. Tetapi di sisi pasukan sekutu, sebuah file tentang 'Setan Kecil' telah disusun dan dikirim naik melalui rantai komando. Tampaknya bahkan beberapa atasan telah mulai memperhatikan dirinya.\n\n*****\n\nDi alam Kristal, Lex terus berkelana melintasi daratan yang seolah tak berujung. Karena tidak aman untuk meng-kultivasi di lingkungan seperti itu, bahkan di dalam 'kapal'nya, Lex sebagian besar memanfaatkan waktu ini untuk meninjau formasi-formasinya. Ia juga mengirim proyeksinya ke dalam perpustakaan di Inn untuk mulai belajar.\n\nLensa-lensa itu mengungkapkan banyak informasi yang tidak ia pahami, yang justru menunjukkan betapa dalamnya ketidaktahuannya. Ia harus memperbaiki itu secepat mungkin.\n\nDengan cara seperti itu, dua minggu lagi berlalu. Setelah melintasi berbagai medan dan menghindari tak terhitung bahaya, Lex tiba di titik berikutnya tempat ia akan menggunakan formasi teleportasi. Namun, tanpa ia ketahui penyebabnya, sebuah kegelisahan mulai membangun di dadanya. Ia merasa seolah… waktu sedang habis.
Bab 666 Setan Kecil
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The 1000 soldiers seemed to be walking casually, but they smoothly shuffled amongst one another and came into their designated spots. While their gait remained nonchalant, they would be ready to react at the first sign of trouble.
From the moment of their birth, they had remained under the nurturing care of the Innkeeper, in the paradise that was the Midnight Inn compared to the battlefield that they had recently endured.
The battle prowess be what it may be, that did not change the fact that they were now living a completely different life and were exposed to horrors and difficulties they never could have imagined. Undoubtedly that put immense mental pressure on them. Who wanted to be on a dying, crumbling planet when they would be at the Inn instead?
Yet while they endured that pressure,their hearts never wavered. In fact, their determination to overcome these trials grew stronger. After all, they finally got a glimpse of the pressure the Innkeeper was keeping at bay for them. They finally saw first hand the trials the Innkeeper was facing alone, so that they would not have to. All they had to face were enemies near the Foundation realm, while the Innkeeper had to face the entire universe himself.
Through fire and fury and blood they renewed their resolution to grow stronger, and they did. Fighting side by side, ensuring that none of their brothers or sisters was harmed, they used this war as an anvil, and their enemies as the hammer which would shape them into the fiercest warriors. Of course, it helped that their suits made them immune to any damage from a foe at their level.
But that defense allowed them to survive their mistakes when they made it, and fix them so that they wouldn't make them again.
"Everything alright?" Gerard asked Luthor as he walked up beside him. Although they had supported his actions without question, no one actually knew why he had dived back into the lava.
Instead of answering directly, Luthor held up his right arm and conjured up a purple flame that seemed to come out of his arm itself, instead of just being summoned atop it.
"Near the core I sensed something calling me, so when I had the opportunity, I returned for it. I found a feather made of purple flames that merged into my body, and strengthened me. Apparently, I was extremely compatible.
"Information about my change appeared in my mind. This is the Purple Phoenix flame, a kind of special flame that is extremely destructive, and is born under extremely special circumstances. Of course, these are not real Phoenix flames, but that is just how it is named. By absorbing the flames, I have apparently activated my dormant physique, which is the Nine Nether Fire Body. I can continuously absorb special fires into my body, and once I've collected nine of them, they will merge and give birth to a new kind of flame."
Gerard was not surprised to hear this. Over the past month, many of them had not only awakened their bloodlines, but also other special powers. There were a few of them who had unlocked strange abilities that conformed neither to any cultivation method they were aware of. Once they were evacuated, they could request their commanding officer to give them special guidance from the allied forces training officers.
Since that would only raise their battle prowess, they would not be denied. Before they were sent to this planet, they had been briefed not only on what was expected of them, but the kind of support that they could get from the allied forces. Soon, someone with much more knowledge than them would come and teach them about the new abilities they unlocked, and how to use them.
"What's a 'special physique'? Any idea?" he asked, only mildly curious. He wondered if he had one.
"None whatsoever. But what I have figured out is the hidden reason the Innkeeper sent us all here. It may look like he was just agreeing to the demands of our hosts, who own this realm, but in fact, he just wanted us to use this opportunity to experience the universe for ourselves, and discover the direction we want to go in.
"In the safe and secure grounds of the Inn, we would never face the pressure that is required for us to grow. What do you think, Z?"
The teenager was walking behind them, seemingly distracted. His focus was on a floating 'ball' above his index finger. The ball did not exist, and seemed only visible due to the fact that light passing through it was bending across its surface. The 'ball' was also contracting and relaxing, like a beating heart.
Yet the beat did not produce a sound. Instead, it seemed to spread a ripple through space itself, one which could be felt not only through one's body, but in their soul as well. It was not really a sound as it was experienced and not heard, but at the same time it reminded one of the steady beat on drums.
A second such ball appeared above his middle finger, beating at a slightly faster pace. Together, the beating of the two balls produced a steady rhythm which tickled the memory of many of those around him. The rhythm was familiar, as if it was the beginning of a song they had heard, but could not exactly recall.
"Sure, whatever you say," Z replied, not really paying too much attention to Luthor. His focus was completely on the balls of distorted space he was playing with. Unfortunately, all of his prepared speakers broke within the last month. So now, he had to think of some alternative way of producing music. Apparently, bending space itself, before allowing it to partially return to its natural state produced a beat like drums. Now he had to figure out how to recreate the 'sound' of a guitar through space itself.
Although this was hard, once he was finished, he would be able to play his music inside a vacuum as well. That would surely help in space fights. He was looking forward to it.
Everyone around him chuckled, but said nothing. Over the past month, it was not Luthor or Gerard who had shone the most. Even with Luthor's upgraded power, he was not sure he could measure up to Z.
As if he were a protagonist of an anime, Z kept growing stronger at an exponential rate. Still in the Foundation realm, even without actualizing his affinity in his energy which only happened in the Golden core realm, Z was playing around with space as if it took no effort to distort it at all.
Although he was not the only one who had attained a space affinity, he was the only one who had mastered it to such an unbelievable level.
He was now stronger and more lethal than any of them, yet unlike the rest he did not gain a hardened and jagged aura from the month long war. Instead, he retained his childlike innocence, his slightly introverted and shy tendencies despite the fact that he had somehow become friends with almost all the workers at the Inn.
Without the music around to completely change how he behaved and fought, for a time, he had become extremely docile. After all, it was not in his nature to fight. He used the music to 'get him in the mindset' to fight. Without it, he was handicapped.
Until the last fight, in which he discovered the power of drums. Using only those, he unleashed the power of war drums.
What happened after that… well since he was the one incharge of the mech, the results spoke for themself.
Among the other battalions who had seen him fight, and recently even among his own comrades, Z had gained a new nickname though he himself was unaware. Behind his back, and in whisper, people spoke about the Little Devil who hid his true self behind a camouflage of youth and innocence.
Not that anyone was complaining, since he was on their side. The members of the Inn didn't even take it too seriously. But in the allied forces, a file was compiled on the 'Little Devil', and sent up the command chain. It seemed even some superiors had begun to keep an eye on him.
*****
In the Crystal realm, Lex continued to travel across the lands that seemed to never end. Since it was not safe to cultivate in such an environment, even inside his 'ship', Lex mostly took this time to review his arrays. He also sent his projections inside the library in the Inn to begin studying.
The lenses were revealing a lot of information to him that he didn't understand, which only showed the depth of his ignorance. He had to remedy that as soon as possible.
Like this, another two weeks passed. After traversing various terrains and avoiding countless dangers, Lex arrived at the next spot he would take a teleportation formation. For some reason, despite his progress, an anxiety began to build in Lex's heart. He seemed to be feeling like… he was running out of time.
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