GREED: ALL FOR WHAT?



The multitude of people divided to each side, but there are some people who decided to watch from the side instead of joining any of the sides. Most of them were part of the barricade previously, but they left when they decided that they didn't want to have any hand in what was about to happen. There are also some people who didn't join or have any intention to join from the start. They stood afar and watched the show.

"That Soverick might be strong, but this wouldn't have happened to me though." Salvin boasted to his single audience.

"It couldn't have happened to me either." His audience Salvos replied.

Salvin said with a smirk, "Yeah. They will be crazy to bring many people against the one-man army and the hell-bringer."

The two of them have the only two emperor crowns in the challenge. They are black crowns on their head which they earned without the need for a faction or an army. The enemies they had to beat for the crowns had armies. It didn't do them any good. It also wouldn't do anyone any good if they want to use the strength of numbers to ridicule them. They are not the one-man army and the hell-bringer for nothing.

Salvos frowned. "Don't call me that."

He finds the title the hell bringer to be a little tasteless. It makes him seem demonic and evil. He just doesn't care about whether people die or not when he uses his ability. That doesn't make him evil now, does it?

"I'm not calling you that. Everyone is calling you that. You're a terror. Do you know that? People are afraid of you." Salvin said to placate him.

Salvos relented. Pride won over his dislike for the title. He nodded gently and said in understanding, "I am indeed a terror. Their fear is understandable. Maybe it's okay to be called the hell bringer."

"Trust me. It is okay. It is not as cool as being the child of the plane, but it is okay."

Salvos's frown returned with a vengeance, and he turned his angry face to Salvin. Salvin raised his hands in mock surrender to the hell-bringer. 

"What? Am I wrong? Can you beat him in this mode?" He said as he pointed at Soverick.

Salvos took one look at Soverick, and the anger drained out of him. His shoulders slumped. "I can't. He doesn't need to play any tricks on me in his current state. He is too complicated to be usurped by my divine ability. He is like a star in my vision. He is the star of the plane. To look up at the star is to be burned."

Salvin coughed. "A yes or no answer would have been good enough."

Salvos ignored him and continued speaking with melancholy. "It's too bad that I was born too early. If I were a vitality core stage refiner when the divine dungeon was created, then I would have had a chance."

Salvin agreed with him. "You would have had a chance, but you probably would have failed."

He agreed, but he is also being realistic. Salvos glare returned. He jumped at Salvin, and they began to fight. They wrestled and pulled each other's hair or ear.

"I could have liberated origin energy if I was given a chance," Salvos said as he punched his brother in the face.

Salvin made his case as he punched his brother in the stomach, "Forget it. It's not possible. There's no difference between those with bloodlines and those without bloodlines at the vitality core stage. The gods did it that way so that the invaders won't have their divine abilities. You wouldn't have awoken your divine ability then. What use would you have then?"

They fought and argued with each other like they always do. The three of them usually engage in this kind of brawl. It is something that has been with them since they were kids in Colts. They always argued, and their arguments led to fights. It is not a serious fight, so they don't use their divine abilities.

Salvin maintained that the chances of them conquering the dungeon were very low. The report they got indicated the problems faced in the dungeon would have been too much for them to overcome. The very first problem, where the invaders were ambushed and killed as soon as they entered the divine dungeon, is more than enough to stump them. That problem did stump others until Soverick came along. Salvos had to accept reason despite his reluctance to. They separated after slugging each other for a while.

"Maybe you're right. Soverick was always special, even before he became the child of the plane. Maybe that's what's needed to become the child of the plane." Salvos said while dusting himself off.

Salvin stood up too. He grinned and asked, "Does it peeve you that someone without the bloodline of any sage has taken up the mantle of the child of the plane like the first sage?"

Salvos snorted. "I would roast you right now if not for the thousands that will also die with you if I attack."

"So you do care about the people you kill. Who would have thought the hell bringer had a soft squishy heart?" Salvin mocked.

They returned to casually chatting and watching the show.

Salvin shook his head and said. "I pity him. I truly pity him. Salvini has sunk her fangs into him. His end is close by."

"Yeah. He is doomed." Salvos agreed. Then he asked, "Do you know what she is after?"

"I don't know, but the options can't be much. Maybe she is after his title. Maybe that's what they created Soverick for. We were born too early, so maybe Soverick is the placeholder for the title so that someone with the bloodline of the sage can get it. It will be just like the time of the first sage again."

Salvos had to agree. "It could be that. He has never used his ability as the child of the plane, but Salvini just happened to be close by as he uses it for the first time. That can't be a coincidence."