Chapter 1024 Hatred

Reading through the Log of Races, Jason found a few picks that were quite interesting for them.

Using the tags Not on good terms with the Primordial races, Wisdom, Great Blacksmith knowledge, Great Rune inscriber, and living

/branched out on Tagran, this was quite easy.

The Log of Races, which he had obtained in the Dungeon of the Primordial descendant, proved its importance once again, providing nearly all the information he required.

In the end, Jason was only missing the exact coordinates of the races he had found, followed by their behavior towards strangers.

However that should be fine, or at least, Jason didn’t think that he would have many problems to tackle an unwelcoming race.

Thinking too much about possibilities was not good, and quite useless in most cases.

With that thought in his mind, he and Jennifer simply decided to explore their surroundings.

They only had to avoid the territories of Demi-Gods and some beasts at the Mecynar stage while roaming around.

But this wasn’t considered problematic as Jason was able to spot the borders of the territories pretty early.

He could sense the remnants of most beasts’ energy fluctuations easily and it allowed them to simply fly through the vast area that showed no trace of the influence of intelligent races.

The only signs of terraforming came from beasts owing to territorial fights, that more than often turned into a matter of life-and-death due to naturally produced treasures in an area, and so on.

Days passed in the blink of an eye, and both Jason and Jennifer had finished investigating their surroundings.

While their flying speed might not be overly fast, they crossed a distance of more than a hundred thousand kilometers in a matter of hours.

And even then, they were just flying at their usual speed.

In fact, Jennifer could flap her three pairs of wings and shoot forward like a comet, leaving Jason behind in the dust as long as they didn’t use their cultivation energies!

Fortunately, it was never necessary for them to use their cultivation energy as the surrounding beasts didn’t bother them.

This was quite a rare sight because ferocious beasts would always aggressively pursue trespassers who would dare infiltrate their territory.

But that was not the case and no beast bothered them.

They only fought against each other, destroying the surroundings before separating after a few clashes.

Or at least, that was how it usually ended.

There were only a few deaths of powerful beasts that Jason and Jennifer witnessed.

This was quite interesting, showing that the beasts had enough intelligence to understand that their rivalry with only a few beasts was better than annexing too many territories in their surroundings.

After all, this would indirectly send a message to other beasts that they might be the next to get attacked, killed, and their territory snatched away.

Thus, most beasts were simply exerting their dominance and displaying strength to their rivals every now and then before returning to their old life, knowing that if they couldn’t increase their strength someone else might kill them in the future.

However, what Jason wondered about was the fact that he hadn’t seen any signs of beasts that were stronger than the Demi-Gods.

He was pretty sure that the Beast Gods were in a different league than the Demi-Gods, but Jason didn’t believe that the gap between them was limited to just one cultivation base.

For that to be the case, Beast Gods were revered way too high.

Of course, Jason had no idea about the cultivation ranks that followed after the Driekta stage.

Or, at least, he didn’t know the stage names, yet!

With that in mind, his mind drifted towards the Primordials.

‘I hope the Sacred Elvyr are fine…Did my father help them out, somehow?’

Jason was aware that the Primordials had sensed his True Soul awakening because Kiat informed him about that.

And even if he didn’t tell Jason, it was not exactly difficult to figure out that someone was able to have seen his True Soul awakening.

After all, his soul world materialized and grew up to the size of Argos, possibly even beyond that!

Thus, it was certainly difficult for his father to figure out a reasonable excuse for what some beings may have seen and forwarded the information to the Primordials.

Nonetheless, Jason was not scared about his own safety anymore.

Ever since his True Soul awakening, he had become quite calm and didn’t grow restless at the thought of the Primordials attacking him.

In his opinion, they should just do it, and come for him instead of stalling for time somewhere on Shima, and ordering around some races to kill him.

He wanted to see other Primordials, and if possible fight them.

But until that was possible, he would have to become stronger.

This was one more reason why he was currently searching for one of the Ancient races that had colonized Tagran, or branched out to this planet.

Thus, in the end, more than five months passed, before Jason came across the first signs of the influence of intelligent races.

His Divine eyes saw several small devices that were buried deep underground and radiated some sort of energy that was created by the use of overly complex runes.

Jason was becoming increasingly interested in the fact that the devices were radars that were difficult to be perceived by beasts.

They didn’t use a frequency that was used by ordinary beasts.

And the beasts that heard these noises avoided the areas where they could be sensed.

This meant that the area above the surface was not only under the surveillance of the radars, but the number of beasts underground was even less than usual.

Through this, it was much easier to protect settlements underground, which was likely to be one reason for them to install this kind of radar!

After finally spotting signs of the interference of other beings, Jason and Jennifer couldn’t help but smile.

The radars were even difficult to manufacture, pointing out that the race that manufactured them was knowledgeable in terms of rune-inscription, and the creation of complex devices.

Yet, what neither Jason nor Jennifer expected to encounter only ten minutes after they got into the range of the radars was a group of fully armored burly men.

They looked exactly like dwarfs in ancient folklore; short, burly, and each of them had a long beard.

And just like in the tales, their faces looked grim as if they were about to kill someone with their gazes.

However, this was not something the couple was worried about as Jason was the one who could simply kill with his gaze!

“What is a Primordial doing here?!” One of the burly men immediately asked in confusion as he flew towards Jason while increasing his altitude in order to be able to look down on Jason, quite literally.

This was something Jennifer found to be quite frustrating, but she didn’t say anything as all of the Dwarves were at the Mecynar stage, which was quite bothersome.

Though the dwarves were only at the Initial and Low ranks of the Mecynar stage, they didn’t know the true combat prowess of the little opponents in front of them, meaning that Jason might not be able to defeat them!

“I am not a Pri-..” Jason tried opening his mouth to explain what he was and that the Primordials were not exactly in love with his existence, but before he could complete his line, the dwarf lifted his hand, shouting out,

“I don’t care what you want to do here, leave at once, or I will kill you, little bastard!!”

Receiving such harsh treatment after having been feared by the Ifryor and Myöldra, and almost treated like a Godby the Sacred Elvyr race, Jason was taken aback by the current behavior of the dwarves and couldn’t even smile anymore.

He simply looked at the broad dwarf-like figure in front of him, feeling slightly annoyed as he asked in a mocking voice,

“And who wants to kill me? You?”

While Jennifer couldn’t grasp the combat prowess of the dwarves, Jason was different. As such, he was not exactly afraid of what he saw, even if a battle against a group of Mecynar stage being of an Ancient race would be….quite arduous to put it simply.

However, Jason’s expression of calmness froze, turning into something eerily cold that not even Jennifer had witnessed before as the dwarf issued his next words

“Who else you little son of a bitch?!” He growled out without thinking as a huge gun manifested in his hands.

“What did you just call me???”

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