Reaper of the Martial World

Book 8: Chapter 133: Blessings (1)

The eighth floor of the Sage Tower is where it truly earned its title of War Machine. In fact, this title was exactly what the Demon Sage chose to name this eighth floor. It could be said that the bottom six floors were for support and upkeep while the top three floors, including the seventh, was were the most important and shocking treasures were hidden.

Martial World battlefields were ruled by top tier experts, a single outstanding warrior could flip the landscape of a battlefield on its head. This wasn’t like the mortal realm where tactics, teamwork and sacrifice ruled, which was likely why the martial world usually ignored so-called tactics all together.

Though it was true that a single dao expert could never defeat millions of celestials alone, what if a group of ten million celestials had to fight a group of five million backed by a single dao expert? Believe it or not, that singular individual would be enough to tilt the results of the battle toward the latter group.

Dao experts had too many advantages. Their domains, their near endless stamina, their superior mental fortitude and focus, the list went on and on. They were on a completely different level. A singular Madeleine tapping into just part of the powers a dao expert possessed was able to eradicate an army of disciples in just a few minutes.

What was the key deciding factor here? It was simple. A celestial didn’t have the means to injure or threaten a dao expert. Even if a dao expert couldn’t defeat millions of celestials alone, it was impossible for that group of celestials to stop said dao expert from running precisely because of this reason!

However, this eighth floor changed all of this. Its purpose was to fight quality with quantity.

There were two main facets of this floor. The first was known as War Canon.

Objectively speaking, the energy output of millions of celestials would always trump that of a single dao expert no matter how much higher the quality of enigmatic qi was. The issue was that these millions of celestials didn’t have the ability to focus this energy into a cohesive attack.

War Canon was able to accept the energy of thousands of low-level cultivators at once to form them into a singular high-quality attack of devastating proportions. This was fighting quality with quantity!

In addition, this War Canon wasn’t just good for fighting singular experts, it was even better for siege warfare as it could send out attacks on an incredibly large scale as well.

The second facet of the eighth floor was its Deconstruction Canon. This facet had far more finesse than the first as it relied on the comprehension and knowledge of its wielder.

What warring clans dreaded the most were large scale formations. They’d often take months if not years to slowly destroy by force and had a way of allowing their enemies to regroup and strengthen themselves, not to mention allow them to call for reinforcements.

The Deconstruction Canon could be said to be the polar opposite of the Mending Core. While one fixed things to their original or even better than state, the other deconstructed things to their smallest individual parts.

The fifth floor allowed instant formation deployment. In a similar fashion, the Deconstruction Canon allowed the tower owner to etch the target formation into its system, it would then accept an adequate amount of energy to systematically dismantle the formation in question.

When Dyon listened to the tower spirit explain the Deconstruction Canon to him, he felt as though a flash went off in his mind.

‘This… It’s like a computer virus or a decryption code…’ Dyon suddenly thought back to Jade’s words. She said that he had neglected his mortal realm roots too much for the sake of seeking out the knowledge of the martial realm. Could that be true?

‘Had I applied this concept on my own, could I have constructed a Deconstruction Canon of my own long ago by fusing my comprehension of the mortal and martial realm into one?…’

Dyon began to seriously ponder, remaining silent for a long time.

Because their cultivation was sealed away, Dyon’s home universe evolved in a completely different lane than the rest of the martial world. They became men of science and technology instead of warriors of cultivation.

Just a single example was enough to make how much further ahead Dyon’s home was in comparison to the rest of mortal plane clear:

Heat Death. It was something that the martial world only just became aware of. Suddenly, their own mortalities became very apparent to them. However, Dyon’s home was able to grasp this concept even while their world was in its infancy. Technically speaking, it should have been the much older universes that comprehended this concept long ago, yet it was Dyon’s home that did so…

Just how many more examples of this could there be?

‘I always seek out the solutions of the martial world to fix all of my problems, but what if I didn’t?’

The Mortal Network was something Dyon could have never come up with had he not been familiar with the ‘internet’ of his home realm. This very mortal concept was making the all powerful Sapientia run around like headless chicken. If just one concept pushed them so far, what could the others do?…

Dyon sighed, looking up at the blank ceiling of the eighth floor. “Thank you… Jade…”