Guild Wars

Chapter 1225: The Pavilion

"Uh huh, is this all the orientation is about? Or is there more?" Draco asked as he put away the token, a calm look on his face.

Cerea was astonished by the complete lackadaisical attitude to finally acquiring what hundreds of beings across the universes craved for desperately. That token represented power and prestige in all universes to the point that many had even enshrined it to be worshiped!

However, Cerea had seen Draco's test, so she was more than aware that he was not just another common Unranked Warrior hoping to raise his status by joining. This was a True Dragon swimming in a pool of meager carps, only seeking to raise his own power and horizons higher through whatever means available.

"Now, I can give you a proper introduction to the War Maniac Pavilion and our history. Would you like to hear it verbally, experience it through augmented reality or receive the influx of information directly to your mind?" Cerea offered him the choices in a friendly voice.

"Infuse it." Draco stated directly, to which Cerea nodded and returned to his body. Once within, she transferred a wealth of information to Draco, which the young man didn't even have to close his eyes to process with his mental faculties. After digesting it, he raised an eyebrow and then his lips began to twist into a weird smile.

The War Maniac Pavilion.

This was not a name unique to Western Fantasy. In fact, it wasn't really a name you would see in Western Fantasy at all.

The Church of Light, the Merchant's Guild, the Tradeskill Association... these were all names you'd expect to see in the Western Fantasy section, perhaps not exactly the same, but echoing their familiar counterparts with a twist of imaginative flair.

So where did the name War Maniac Pavilion originate from? Why the strongest 'universe' within Boundless World, of course, the Eastern Fantasy section!

Eastern Fantasy was extremely overpowered due to the seemingly limitless power growth and senseless power creep, such that even the Western Fantasy and Sci-Fi combined together could not take it down.

And it seemed they lived up to the hype. While the Western Fantasy section were floundering, with their topmost powerhouses stuck trying to maintain the universe's high level of operation by unceasingly infusing their own precious energy, the powerhouses of the Eastern Fantasy section had already 'shattered the void' and 'ascended'.

Now back to the Void Nexus for a bit.

The Void Nexus could be simply described as the space between worlds or the 'sections' of the game. The Void Nexus housed beings that exist in Primal Chaos and are a notch above Origin Gods, many being Pseudo-Eternals and even possibly Semi-Eternals.

STOP!

What the fuck is going on here???

Pseudo-Eternals?? Semi-Eternals??

Is this a fucking joke? Experience the narrative at m_vl_em_p_yr

We haven't even finished dealing with True Gods in the Western Fantasy and there are already Pseudo-Eternals being dragged into the fight? Is this some type of shitty power creep that we are supposed to find exciting?!

Well yes, but actually no.

Draco found that it finally answered his pressing questions from before. The AI had acted like it never knew about Eternals and the Eternal Rank when they unlocked their 100% bloodline and were dragged to the Eternal World later.

However, if that were truly the case, then how come there was a Semi-Eternal item in the Ancestral Dragon City's treasury that was the core treasure of the Dragon race for generations? How come even as far back as when his Inner Universe was still weak, he could spawn the Eternal Tree?

No, even their Semi-Eternal classes, how did the AI spawn them? Previously, it had lied that they needed to go to the Eternal World to facilitate their power ups, but they were able to Rank up from 1 to 4 without any issues.

Of course, this was explained away by saying that it was a core game mechanic, that when one Classed Up, they did not have to undergo tests to regain their previous class' highest Rank.

That was exactly why when they hit the peak of Rank 4, they expected to be whisked to the Eternal World again to check out their nascent plane they had refined, but the AI told them rather to destroy the Demon Realm and livestream it.

That was the first red flag.

The second was when they reached the peak of Rank 5 and were told to clear the entire Grey Rot again without being sent to the Eternal World.

So, little AI, you never needed the Eternal World to handle Eternal related things? Heh.

And now, looking at the Void Nexus, which constituted about 70% of the entire Digital Universe's space, which was supposedly filled with such beings, it suddenly made so much sense.

No wonder Caelo had called Boundless' universe a very promising one. No wonder even Rila was reluctant to leave after awakening her true spirit and reconnecting with her main body.

No wonder both of them had hinted to him to focus on this digital universe and not worry about the grander problems at play yet. What Draco considered to be a small sandbox was actually a very big football field!

So Pseudo-Eternals and Semi-Eternals in the void… interesting.

Back to the War Maniac Pavilion.

Once the Eastern Fantasy fellows 'achieved Celestial status' they created this faction after finding a base in the Void Nexus that was relatively stable and safe, fighting off countless monsters over the course of centuries.

Multiple Celestials rose up after years in the Eastern Fantasy section and aided them in expansion, until they discovered the first smaller Plane in the Void Nexus. This was the humble beginning of what later became the War Maniac Pavilion.

What you thought because they occasionally helped the humans of the Western Fantasy section against Demons, that this was some sort of light side faction? This was a faction created by goddamn cultivators, it is the evilest thing in the universe while outwardly espousing goodness and caring about its 'face'.

The War Maniac Pavilion had three Halls and the first and original Hall is literally called the Conquest Hall. Here, one could take on missions from the pavilion itself to descend into various Planes for the purpose of conquest.

No need to explain too much, it was basically joining an army as a soldier to conquer a world by slaughtering or subduing its indigenous population. This Hall was the core and taking tasks from here were compulsory once one became a member, especially the lower your rank, akin to conscription.

The Hall that came after was the Slaughter Hall. This was essentially the hall of assassins that listed various targets that the pavilion wanted taken down but were too individually strong or located in places that were hard for the conventional army to reach.

The payout here was likely the richest in the entire pavilion, but was also the most dangerous as many of these targets were cunning and very well protected, so taking them down was an act of extreme danger.

Finally was the Battle Hall, which was the PvE Hall. It focused on the only 'good' aspect of the entire pavilion, which was to clear out the Void Nexus of various dangers and expand the livable space of various beings in the pavilion.

Of course, for such a hall to exist, one must answer the very crucial question of: 'what value was there in living in the Void Nexus as opposed to being in a world?'

This had to do with the power system of Origin Gods and above, and involved-

Cough cough, you have not yet unlocked this part of the story, recharge with a deluxe $999,999.99 Super Kotario pack to get the rest. (Editor's Note: Even I am in awe that I still find myself surprise about the lack of an end to the Dao of Shamelesness this far down the road...)

Anyway, Draco processed all this information and his smile widened even further.

Conquest? Sign him the fuck up!

Taking land rightfully belonging to a weaker race/species/force while they could only rebel unwillingly and futilely?

Yesss!!

But even more than that…

Hehe…

Draco's eyes narrowed. He finally understood why the AI allocated more resources. His Class' passives were only a very small, very minuscule part of the reason.

The real reason was that he had entered a high level map, possibly the highest level map. While the beings here were strong, one shouldn't forget the core truth of the universe.

No matter how strong anyone or anything was, Draco was probably stronger!

BANG!

Draco unleashed the seal he placed on his Eternal bloodline, which had been limited from 100% power to 1% in the Main Plane and the Divine Realm. His power began to rise as he released the seal slowly to gauge what limit he could now act under when in this area.

2%…3%…5%…7%…9%…

When Draco reached 10%, he felt the world tremble strongly again and stopped there. He understood that even if the AI allocated more resources, it was only to a certain limit and he had just reached it.

It was fine anyway, as with 10% of his bloodline power, no number of Pseudo-Eternals and Semi-Eternals could match him. Only an actual Eternal with more than 5 points of Eternal Power should prove to provide a challenge, and Draco was hoping to encounter such a being.

While he had been unsealing himself, every being within the Hall had been forced to the ground, completely face planted without being able to look up, unable to even see who was the cause of this.

Their hearts pounded as they wondered which noble Celestial had passed through and why there was no warning from their aides to be mindful. Their aides were also suppressed and unable to see who it was giving Draco the perfect chance to remain lowkey by feigning weakness along with the others or leaving.

Ha, did you really think?

"Rise up, weaklings, Unranked Warrior Draco is here to have fun!" Draco released his pressure and declared loudly, letting everyone see that it was him, even posing so they could remember his face better.

When they got up, everyone was stunned to realize that it was some handsome human creature who was the source of such power, wondering if it was a fluke since he even claimed to be an Unranked Warrior.

Even some of the fellows traipsing about here who seemed inconsequential had higher ranks than him in the pavilion!

Seeing their doubt, Draco released his aura once more and sent them to the floor, but this time only enough to make them kneel, but they could move their heads to see him prance about while laughing uproariously.

Placed on the floor like this twice, how could they be happy? Many eyes became red with fury, but also filled with unhappiness at the power gap. A slight release of aura to cause them to feel like they were being pressed down by a titanium mountain!

Meanwhile, Draco, after showing off, checked his token to see that there was a pending command. Apparently, he had been forcefully conscripted to fight in the current conquest of a world called the Wizard Realm.

As a newly signed up Unranked Warrior, he was to report to the captain of the 10,000th squadron and join them as a basic footsoldier. Draco found this conscription order to be cute and even Cerea, who had silently been watching everything, felt sweat metaphorically coat her back, wondering what Draco would do.

From what she could tell, he possessed almost as much power as the founders of the War Maniac Pavilion itself!

How could they dare to order such a being about? It was likely that once the news went upwards, those powerhouses would rush down to invite him to become a shareholder in their venture, rather than have him toil as a mere footsoldier.

Cerea was filled with deep worry and regret. If she had known beforehand that Draco possessed such strength, she would never have made him sign him up for that useless test and right away informed the upper echelon so they could give him treatment befitting his status.

As such, Cerea was naturally left with a confused expression when Draco slammed his token down in the Conquest Hall's reception, stating that he was heeding the summoning order and was ready to deploy!