Ascension Of The Nephilim

Branze was obsessed. He kept muttering strange things and continued to write and write.

The Lizard Champion was confused at the sudden strangeness. But the more Branze more, the more powerful the sense of Divinity was.

"This...! Ancient God Hyperion Steel's divinity!" Petra was startled and shocked. He turned towards Aron and could not help but step back.

Aron had not heard what Petra mumbled and was just looking at Branze.

The knights who served Branze were panicking.

They were caught off guard at the precise moment that Branze found his epiphany. This was in the middle of a war! But their priorities were set.

"We don't have hot water!"

"Where is Stoph?! We can't heat up anything!"

"Wait! Look! The Golem King! Doesn't he have a fire core now?"

"Right!" The knight brought out the water he had and placed it in a metal cup.

The knight sprinted towards the Golem King.

"Golem King Petra, can you heat this metal cup, please? Just hot enough for it to boil?" A knight respectfully asked.

Petra was confused but did so. With a touch of his finger into the water, the terrifying heat was transferred and turned the water hot.

The knight quickly poured in the beans into the cup. The rich aroma of coffee filled the area.

Another knight had brought out a large extendable wooded fan and kept fanning Branze.

Sweat began to fall down as the insae Branze laughed and laughed. He kept writing and even reached out for the cup that was placed right on time for Branze to drink.

He drank the cup and went back to writing. All his actions were done without even looking around. Branze fell into the zone of great writing and felt that the things around him had changed.

"Is he alright?" The Lizard Champion asked.

"Yeah. That's pretty normal. He falls into a strange state that he somehow thinks he's back in his study. The few times he got into this state, he was at our home. But there was a time he had an inspiration right in the middle of traveling that he broke out of his trance because there were no tables, chairs, and coffee. My dad coughed up blood that day. And that event happened two more times before we arranged this."

"So that's why those knights carry such items." Petra marveled.

"Yeah. What's also annoying is that when he thinks and immerses himself in that trance, his body is actually exerting a lot of effort. It's a strange form of training that I don't understand. But basically, if he undergoes this mode, it's equal to me training for three days nonstop. He always grows stronger after that." Aron explained.

"Weird. Too weird!" The Lizard Captain thought as he heard Aron answer. But he could see the Force Energy erupting.

"Master Aron. What exactly is that? The Divinity Power of Hyperion Steel is leaking out. The Gigantes core is even rejoicing at sensing it!"

"Divinity Power? Isn't that the power we call that the Blessings of Totems and Idols do?"

"Masters are unaware of Divinity Power? Cornerstone seemed to have known that."

"We never got the time to talk. Besides, there was no point in talking about it. I guess now is a good time to learn. Could you explain it to us?"

"Masters... I am but a Golem. I do not know or comprehend how most cultivators use Divinity Powers. We, Golems, have a set Path and a single Code to pursue. Of course, our bodies are naturally entuned to that, which makes it easier, but it also limits our potential."

"...What?" Aron frowned.

"We have a set direction in our cultivation. We are unlike most creatures that can tread on different paths to pursue a Code. We can only grow and acquire the powers according to the Divinity granted to the Gigantes and to us."

"Ugh. I don't understand anything that you say. It's best that I keep quiet for now, and you talk with my brother. He's the smart one." Aron brushed off the discussion as it gave him allergies.

"I lost to creatures who are even unaware of Divinity Power?!" The Lizard champion cursed at the side. He spoke in Serpentari, so only Petra understood.

"Oh? It seems this Lizard Champion is more learned of it."

"Really now? Then that's great. He can educate my brother and me about this whole Divinity Power." Aron laughed.

The Lizard Champion was weeping. He was so annoyed at how unfair life was. He did not show any signs, but what he heard startled him. The Divinity Power of Hyperion Steel was the power of legends!

If the Golem King sensed specific traces of it, the Lizard Champion who perceived that the Golem King was a level ninety being would not have any reason to lie.

At that point, the Lizard Champion knew that he had to play his cards right. The human pair didn't seem so cruel. He knew that his armies would only be used as food for the Golem City. But could they afford to kill a Champion easily?

"I must ally with these people!" The Lizard Champion plotted.

"I found it! I finally found it! The path to becoming a Commander is open! The path to becoming a Commander is open for the Steele Family! Finally, we can become Dukes!"

"Commander?!" Aron was excited as he heard it. He had expected that he would have the power to challenge any level 30 Champions by his own understanding. But now...

"Could it be that the strength of level 40 Commanders are finally within reach? Then, we would be a step closer to our goal! The Steele Family has an exciting future from now on!" Aron cheered.

Branze finally completed his masterpiece.

He looked at the notebook and smiled before collapsing.

"Get him back to the Temple! Who knows what he learned!" Aron immediately ordered.

"Father... I must tell father!" Branze was so weak, but he forced himself to pick up the Message Talisman.

His epiphany had just been written. At that point, he was wielding the highest point of understanding regarding the power that he found. And with it, he sent the organized message, which was now written on the notebook as a worded message to his father. This was too precious to delay!

Branze focused all the remaining strength he had to send a clear message and finally fell asleep.

Mezal was near the town where the cave leading to the Nephilim Sealing Mountain was.

He was seated alone in a carriage that was provided for him.

Mezal kept gazing at the scenes of the mountain and noticed that only dwarves remained as most humans had fled back to the core towns due to the many vampire sightings.

These dwarves were slaves who were forced to keep working as long as they could before they died.

Mezal looked around and could not help but sigh. He had a great debt to dwarves, and this sight pained him.

Suddenly, he felt a strange vibration from his message talisman.

"This message seems rather long for it to create quite a reaction." Mezal frowned.

"What's so urgent that he would nearly deplete the energy in the message talisman when I am so near?" Mezal wondered as he listened to the message.

"Wha... what?! Commander?!" Mezal was shocked to hear Branze's introduction.