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Chapter 798: Chapter 179: The Battle Method of the Weak Chapter 798: Chapter 179: The Battle Method of the Weak “…Arthur?”

Aiwass hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up.

It wasn’t that he had failed to recognize the other’s figure, but the title “Crown Lord” had been stuck in Aiwass’s throat for a long time before he finally managed to suppress it with great effort.

“Have you decided?”

Arthur asked casually while focused on feeding the Pegasus, “The answer to that question.”

— I can offer up so much for my grand cause, what are you willing to give up?

This was the question Arthur had posed to Aiwass before they parted ways.

“…It’s too soon.”

Aiwass shook his head: “I haven’t had time to think about it.”

Even though he had previously returned to the past and then came back again, the total time added up was less than ten minutes.

Most of that time was spent on the battle between the warrior Aurigen, wielding the Thunder Javelin, and Uther Galoch, the Wildfire Giant cursed with a curse.

The pace was too rapid to give Aiwass any time to let his thoughts wander.

For Aiwass, this time might as well have been skipped entirely.

Arthur turned around with a bit of surprise, “Too quickly?”

“Less than ten minutes,” Aiwass complained.

“Is that so…”

Arthur murmured.

He stopped pretending — not feeding the horse any longer, but patting his hands together before stroking the Pegasus’s head.

He squinted his eyes and sharply criticized, “Then this is undoubtedly a problem of the Dreamweaver.

Ongoing battles to the point of exhaustion serve no real purpose beyond testing one’s willpower.@@novelbin@@

“It’s like posing a difficult problem to a marksman, instructing him to engage in hand-to-hand combat with a formidable enemy — regardless of whether he can ultimately defeat the foe or how difficult the problem actually is, what does this have to do with his proficiency as a marksman?

“To test a warrior’s combat skills, you must provide him with a suitable weapon and make him face an enemy that is neither too strong nor too weak.

An enemy that is either too strong or too weak is meaningless — neither can demonstrate true strength.

“That guy really should have given you enough rest.

He should have at least let you rest for the night between two great battles, to let your condition recover first.

Arranging the transition time between scenes so tightly is typical of the Path of Adaptation mindset.

“In that guy’s view, ‘survival is the sole meaning.’ Hence, he prefers to test the survival abilities of those advancing — but in my opinion, the vast majority of Transcendents in this world simply don’t live in a harsh environment that’s hard to survive in, and many will never even face a deadly crisis in their lifetimes.

“In the end, how much does survival ability have to do with personal merit?

Or, is a Transcendent who can improvise, complete difficult tasks, and has strong survival abilities an excellent Transcendent on this path?

Is a Contributor who lacks the ability to respond to deadly crises or a Transcender who is not good at completing sudden difficult tasks not an excellent Contributor or Transcender?

Adding pressure based on one’s own Path preferences to those ascending is the same nature as that of the Great Sage — it’s unfair.

“Your personal abilities, they haven’t even cooled down yet, right?

In such a case, what else could you do in the event of a skirmish besides stand by and watch, or summon your Demon and then stand by and watch?

This test isn’t really about your actual strength but rather seems to be testing the capabilities of your Demon.

“— Hmph.

To say that a person who couldn’t even participate in the battle could display any kind of dazzling brilliance from the fight is simply laughable.”

The usually reticent Arthur suddenly unleashed a long stream of sharp critiques against the Lord of Scalefeather.

In his words, there was nothing but disdain for the Lord of Scalefeather’s scripting abilities.

…But for some reason, Aiwass felt that the relationship between these two Pillar Gods wasn’t as bad as Arthur made it seem.

The words could not be called dislike but rather something akin to “mutual disdain.”

Arthur spoke ill of the Lord of Scalefeather right in front of Aiwass, words that the Lord of Scalefeather could clearly hear…

Aiwass’s experience and intuition told him that in such situations, it was best to neither agree nor sing a different tune.

— Although content-wise, Aiwass thought Arthur was absolutely right and even very fair and reasonable.

It was like making kindergarten or primary school children do homework, posing them difficult questions — the test wasn’t really for the children but for the parents…

That’s the feeling Aiwass got from the Lord of Scalefeather’s ritual.

In such high-level combat, he felt completely unable to participate.

But after all, it was the Lord of Scalefeather’s assessment ritual.

So Aiwass just smiled meekly and said nothing.

At that moment, Aiwass suddenly felt lighter — as if a heavy burden had been lifted from him.

He subconsciously raised his left hand, summoning the [Equipment Card: Thunder Javelin] he had just used once.

It hovered above the palm of Aiwass’s left hand, existing in a physical rather than an ethereal form.

This indicated that the usage count of Aiwass’s Phantom Card had been reset.

If he were to use this Phantom Card again, it would mean resummoning the javelin, not utilizing its echo effect.

—In other words, all of Aiwass’s Phantom Cards had been reset once.

Just as if time had passed midnight…

Not only were the card uses replenished, but even the Mana Pool had been restored to its initial state.

Yet Aiwass clearly saw…

The distant sunset had not yet fallen; it was obviously dusk.

In other words, someone had suddenly cleared Aiwass’s internal cooldown for him.

There’s no need to say who it was.

It must be the Lord of Scalefeather, who was currently watching Aiwass.

“…Hmph.”

Arthur evidently noticed this as well.

He nodded in satisfaction, “That’s more like it.”

“Have you…

known each other for a long time?”

Aiwass couldn’t help but ask.

Although he probably could ask the Lord of Scalefeather directly, and the boss would likely answer, Aiwass preferred to see Arthur, who was characteristically reserved and cool, talking up a storm.

To be able to engage the reticent Silver-Crowned Dragon in conversation was indeed an honor!

“We once fought side by side.”

Arthur answered, “For the greatest justice in the world.”

He lifted his head to look at the dusk-colored sky, “It will be in the not-too-distant future.”

“You mean…”

Aiwass vaguely guessed what Arthur wanted to say.

He also guessed why the trial set by the Lord of Scalefeather was this solo instance.

And why Arthur had personally descended before him.

But he dared not utter that name here.

In the era when the Supreme Heaven had yet to fall, to directly call Its revered name might invite unwanted scrutiny.

However, Arthur did not hesitate to mention the name of a defeated subordinate, “Yes, it’s the campaign to overthrow the Supreme Heaven.”

“…Did the Lord of Scalefeather participate as well?”

“Not only did he participate.

In this era…

excluding Amber, the Supreme Heaven is among the strongest.

His self-proclaimed title ‘Highest Supreme God’ is not without merit.

Even the Serpent Father cannot surpass Him; the Beast Master who ascended to godhood in the same era is also a defeated foe of the Supreme Heaven; even as the founder of the Nine Great Origin Rivers, the brilliance of the Candle Master can at best barely match the Supreme Heaven.”

Arthur candidly admitted his own inferiority to the Supreme Heaven, “Now, even at my strongest moments…

I am not as strong as His weakest moments back then.”

“Then you are…”

“The weak have their own ways of fighting.”

Arthur looked deeply at Aiwass and said with implication, “Isn’t that also the way of the weak?

You should understand.”

“So you mean…”

Aiwass suddenly realized.

…Are you shaking me up?