"That was quick, I thought it would take a while." Felberta commented with a surprised look on her face. "We thought the same." Astaria nodded. Usually, when a Mercenary Party goes on a break, many other parties replace them, and it affects their fame. So the number of missions they can accept falls, and it takes them more than a few days to find a mission they could take. The Leander Family was expecting the same. However, the instant they walked into the Mercenary Hall, the mercenaries inside froze. There was almost no one there who didn’t recognize them, and before the women could even react, The staff sitting at the counter rushed towards them and welcomed them with a straight bow and a face that screamed desperation. "But it looks like in our absence, the number of missions that came specifically for our party continued to rise and piled up. Even when the Mercenary Halls mentioned that we were on a break, it didn’t do anything. The people wanted to wait for our return rather than hand over the mission to another party. Because of that, the number of piled-up missions in the Mercenary Hall is alarmingly high, and they were waiting for our return to complete all those missions." Ember explained the situation. "That’s… overwhelming." Felberta commented. "Indeed." The Goddess of War nodded. "The instant we got there, they handed us over a hundred missions, all of which specifically requested our aid, so no one else could take them. They told us to take as long as we want to complete all these missions." "All of them?" Felberta raised her eyebrow. "This is just one of the Mercenary Halls. There are about a hundred more where we have made appearances. The situation there should be somewhat similar." "So about a thousand missions piled up in 10 years?" "Well, some of the missions would be repeated, and it also depends on how often we went to those Mercenary Halls. But there should be about 300 missions." Ember answered. "Of course, this is a rough estimate, could be more or less." Felberta nodded in understanding. "300 missions aren’t a lot, are they?" Evane questioned with a frown. "All these missions are related to wars. See it as 300 worlds waiting for us to save them." Ember clarified, and Evane’s expression changed. "It’s funny how hundreds of worlds see us as some group of messiahs while our husband goes around destroying the worlds like some evil fiend. It is hard to tell whether we are the good of this Universe or the evil." Aisha chuckled as she stared at Nux. "We aren’t anything of this Universe. We are not a part of it." Vyriana answered. The women shrugged as well. "Alright, enough talking. Let’s start completing the missions." Astaria spoke as she stared at the women. Everyone nodded, and the Leander Family returned to the world of mercenaries. One by one, they completed all the missions with perfection. Since most of the missions they took came from Low-Level Worlds, the strongest enemies they had to face were the Primordials, and even that was rare since that was the responsibility of the world leaders. Under Ember’s command, they simply needed to take part in the battle as a part of the army and annihilate the enemy while protecting their own, and they did this splendidly. Of course, there were times when the Primordials tried to attack them, but Nux, who was in their shadow, protected them, and Aeliana came to help as well. The rate at which the missions were completed was surprising. Of course, this was when the women weren’t even focusing on completing the missions. After all, their major focus was never to complete the mission. It was to gather information. Information about the worlds that Nux could devour, and Nux didn’t hold back either. He continued to devour different worlds, and every single time, the Universe reacted to his actions in anger. It had honestly become a game, and Nux was worried that the Universe might rage quit. The number of ’slots’ he had continued to rise. However, he didn’t devour more beings. His conditions were harsh. He wanted their Law or abilities to be somewhat related to the Primordial Energies or be something unique that he could use. He didn’t wish to devour just anyone just so he could break through to the Primordial Stage. Of course, this didn’t mean he wasn’t going to break through at all. If push comes to shove and he couldn’t find beings with interesting Laws or abilities, he would devour anyone and break through. He was being patient. 5 years, that is all that he was giving himself. If he couldn’t find anyone in these five years, he would break through to the Primordial Stage through force. Time passed. The women continued to complete the missions. Everything went smoothly. Too smoothly, in fact. It was almost as if something was wrong. For the last 30 missions, the women were never once attacked by the Primordials. It was as if the Primordials were scared of attacking them. No, it wasn’t just the Primordials. It seemed like the enemy world itself was scared when they found out that the Leander Family was with the enemies. And it made sense. Their party’s fame was rising at an absurd pace. Almost every Low-Level World that belonged to the two factions at war with each other knew of them. They knew of their record, and they knew what it meant if they were on their or the opposite side. Continue your journey on freewebnovel It had reached the point where sometimes, they received missions from two opposing worlds and had to choose one of them. Because of this, the rewards they were receiving continued to rise further and further. Right now, the Leander Family was the most highly sought party, and the rewards they received were higher than any party of Sovereigns throughout the Universe. What’s even stranger? The reward continued to increase and increase even further. Of course, the women didn’t complain. With the rewards, their connections were increasing as well. More than a few Middle-Level Worlds had offered to take them in. Honestly, with how much attention they were receiving, the women knew it was time for them to go on a break again. After all, the last thing they wanted was to attract the attention of a High-Level, or worse, a Supreme-Level World. The women decided that after one last mission, they would retreat. For this, they chose a relatively easier mission. The mission was similar to others—two low-level worlds, both having a high number of Sovereigns but only one Primordial Leader. With Ember in charge, the Sovereigns on their side very quickly overpowered the enemy, but then, Something happened. BOOOOOOOOOOOOM An extremely horrifying aura burst out, crushing everyone present on the battlefield, including the two Primordials, to their knees. Yes, every being on the battlefield was neutralized. And finally, a 2-meter-tall being, whose body seemed to be made of black, foamy material covered with endless malice, descended onto the world. His facial features weren’t very clear; it was as if no one here was worthy of seeing his face. "I finally caught you, you ra—" The being spoke, his voice slow, heavy, and dreadful. But then, He froze. The women he was here for... They weren’t here. "Where did they go!?" BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM He screamed, releasing an aura so horrifying that— RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE THUNDER THUNDER THUNDER The world shook, instantly revealing its core as a form of submission. What else could it do? How could it, a low-level world, face a Transcendent? Of course, the being didn’t come here for a mere low-level world. With a wave of his hand, the Primordial who had hired the Leander Family rose into the air and appeared next to him, trembling. "Where are they?" The being questioned, his voice so menacing that the Primordial Leader could see his world shaking. "I-I don’t know... T-They were just h-her—" "Just here!? Then where did they go!? Did they just disappear into the air!?" "T-They m-must have teleported awa—" "I released my aura before I came here. They shouldn’t be able to move." "A-Aura doesn’t seem to w-work on th—" "Are you comparing your meager aura with mine?" The being’s voice became even heavier. Of course, he had also heard that aura didn’t work on those women, and since he couldn’t take any chances—because of how many times he had failed before—he wasn’t just relying on his aura. He had also sealed away any form of spatial movement from this world. No being could teleport away from here. Unless, of course, that being had the complete Law of Absolute Space, and meager artifacts that simply messed with the flow of Space Laws wouldn’t work on him. Yes, the instant Nux sensed the Transcendent’s descent, he teleported his wives away. Yes, his wives, not him. This man had targeted his wives—how could he let him go? With a demonic grin on his face, he teleported both the Primordial and the Transcendent to the execution ground, an empty space surrounded by thousands of asteroids. "W-What?" The Primordial stuttered. The Transcendent, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes. "Who is it?" He called out. A being capable of teleporting him away without him being able to resist—especially when teleportation shouldn’t have been possible—he could tell that this being was anything but simple. He wanted to talk it out and clear whatever misunderstanding they might have had, but— "I’ll be the one asking." Nux’s voice echoed throughout the surroundings, and suddenly, the space stretched endlessly. The Laws of Space were altered, making it impossible for both the Transcendent and the Primordial to move. ’I guess I need to break through in order to deal with this one, huh?’ Nux thought in his head, but just as he considered breaking through, he paused as another idea popped into his mind. ’Can a Sovereign defeat a Transcendent?’ With a wave of his hand, he teleported next to the slave he had given the relic to. "Give me the sword." He ordered, and under the effect of the Slave Seal, the slave quickly passed the relic without any questions. Nux teleported back. It all happened in less than a few seconds. It was more than enough time for a Transcendent-level being to do something, but right now, even a Transcendent was helpless. Nux quickly made the connection with the relic, Or at least, that was what he tried to do. But before he could— Time around him slowed down. Even the Transcendent’s attacks, which were coming toward Nux, slowed to an absurd speed, surprising even Nux. Then suddenly, he heard a voice. A voice so sweet and lovely that he couldn’t believe his ears. "Don’t be foolish, Nux Leander."