Noah Rithmast was there when the Continent of New Hope was destroyed fifty years ago. Not on the continent, a few thousand miles away from it. freeweɓnøvel.com
As a Deific Ranked Explorer returning from the Plains of Heshkaron, he had always intended to pass by this direction on his way to the Light Alliance, to build up Merit, power, and influence. He was in a hurry because it was a rare opportunity for anyone to be able to gain all three at once.
The continent of New Hope was a new domain that was birthed along the Coast of Perdition, a stretch of land and sea that contained thirty million continents, New Hope as a newly emerged domain was one of the smallest, but there was great potential in this continent because the Calamity ravaging them was at the Glorious Rank.
Noah thought that Hope was a great name for this continent for it was indeed lucky at the hand that fate had given it, when in this Era most calamity began at the higher ranks.
New Hope's weak calamity was not an unforeseen situation, although it was rare. If the inhabitants could crush the calamity over their continent, they would have dozens of Glorious Rank Explorers arising from the ashes, and perhaps in an incredible stroke of fate, a Heroic Rank Explorer could arise from the conflict.
Noah Rithmast was here to purge the continent of the Calamity, for a hefty price of course. He doubted if any in the Continent had surpassed Human Rank, and he could find himself the owner of a brand new continent while boosting his ranking up the Deific ladder.
Ridding the continent of its Calamity would inevitably lead to weaker inhabitants, but that could be easily fixed with a careful funneling of weaker Calamities toward the continent, and he could finally create a base of operation away from the war-torn Heshkaron Plains. Even as a Deific Explorer, he could not guarantee how long he would survive in those lands, and after fighting for so long, Noah wanted a place he could rest and call home. New Hope would be the place where he would do that.
He had been delayed on his journey here because he wanted to avoid anyone tracing him to this continent, and he had been irritated when he had to dodge three separate parties that wished to follow him to this place, but Noah had not lived for so long without understanding how to throw people off his trail.
When he had finally assured himself that he was alone, he sped towards New Hope, in the distance he could see the vibrant continents, its beautiful image was spoiled by tens of thousands of spots where flames and smoke were rising. Like all continents in this world, it was always at war. One that he would hopefully be ending soon.
He was maybe two thousand miles away from his destination that was when he felt it.
Noah was three hundred thousand years old, he was an old Explorer who had clawed his way to the Deific Rank after untold years of hardship and constant life and death struggles, and this alongside his Ranking had given him an uncanny intuition about danger.
He did not know what was about to happen, perhaps a Gate was going to open up in the area around him, and Noah could only prepare himself, as a Deific Explorer, he would be able to easily flee if the challenges turned out to be too much.
Noah did not know what made him look upwards, and when he did not see anything alarming he wanted to look away and then it suddenly appeared.
Whatever it was it must have been falling from an impossible height or traveling at speeds denied to all but those above the Deific Rank for one moment the sky was empty, and then something tore by so fast that Noah could barely see what it was, only brief glimpses of something blue and incredibly massive, the size of a city.
A loud keeping sound entered his perception and he shook himself from his daze and looked forward and whispered, "Of course," before he was slammed by a shockwave, but a quick slice from his Natal Weapon tore the kinetic energy that would have pushed him back for miles.
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