''The tree would process now." Jomel is not impatient who was waiting on the sideline. He is even looking forward to this. His motivation is not just to see his little sister, his motivation is to see incredible things like this in the universe.

He wanted to explore and experience a lot of things that no normal humans can't do. Along the way, if he ever found a way to revive his little sister and come back to earth, then he would do so.

"Danger? I laugh at the sense of danger." Jomel eventually wanted to comfort himself. This way, he doesn't care if he acted like a child. On the other hand, no matter how motus has done, it seems that his tamer's nature wouldn't change.

It would help him if he is somehow healthy in his mental health. Imagine if he is a cool teacher? it would make himself proud of himself, flying in the sky? It would refresh him, but enough of that daydreaming…

Jomel leaned on the wall because he felt like the earth was vibrating non-stop, it's different from the vibration earlier. His precognition ability is working to its peak.

His murder look appeared, and he is now prepared for whatever unforeseen outcome it may be even though earlier he's acting goody, it's better to be safe than sorry.

He looked to the outside and listened very carefully.

...

"Are you sure it's coming?" Impatient, the long-haired guy asked. He is angry and although this might be dangerous, he didn't care. He is trembling to the hatred he is currently feeling, although that slave of his is a savage.

He is very obedient and his friend, after all, he is not that heartless, once he saw the king he will steal the kill and at the same time, he will use his trump card to Vann.

'Vann!' For him it's Vann's fault, and also his, he will offer that newly born king's head for the demise of his slave, and towards Vann, he still holds the grudge, once that guy move he will use his trump card too.

The long-haired guy didn't believe what Vann said that he couldn't teleport. Anyone can lie, especially in situations like this.

"It's that thing." The cloaked man is also looking at the marble-shaped thing with hatred and it wasn't for Vann and the long-haired person he was with, he would have blasted that thing.

Even if the scorpion bug tree didn't accept him as one of its residences, he wanted to take revenge!

He shouldn't have taken Zen with him and could have been alive. Although they are not blood-related, he still treated that little boy as a family. He is fun and refreshing to be with.

But now?

It's too late.

He knew that in this bug world, life is like cabbage and the mortality rate is so high. But he still couldn't accept it, but he had no choice. If he left Zen there outside, Zen would still die.

Unlike these two, who have military and family backgrounds, he is just living in the slum. Zen would die without his protection, and now, even taking Zen with him, he still perished.

He didn't have the time to mourn earlier, but now he had. He knew what was happening and didn't care.

His eyes are full of bloody tears. He is trembling too with irritation, sadness, and hatred.

He clenched his fist and is biting his lips hard, and his eyes are full of murderous intent.

"I will murder that king."

That is the only thing he can think of that can make him a little less guilty of himself. He knew it was all his fault. He couldn't stop being arrogant and provoked someone in the slum.

At first, it's all good, he entered a school that is for morphers, and live a life he wanted to but even if he is a Morpher, he still stayed in the slum.

Making him conflicting with ba'ia people with authority in there that is controlling things in the shadow.

By the time they discovered him, they sent an anthrocite who was taking all the taxes in there and he was hunted by that person on the cultivation of anthrocite.

So he left and took a trial to escape from there. Fortunately, he became a Morpher in time or he wouldn't be accepted by the school.

He knew how bloody this trial is but because he is confident in his strength, his playmate died here.

His tears are falling and his mind is churning but because he was used to living in the slums where normal ba'ia people have deaths in everyday life, he managed to compose himself.

But it's not hidden in the eyes of Vann. He is observing them, 'They are both unstable, which is beneficial if by luck, but whatever the weaker they are, the more chances I'd be chosen.'

Thuurrmmm..!!

Thuurrmmm..!!

Thuurrmmm..!!

Without waiting for them to react, a wave of energy was released and was concentrating on their positions. The three of them are not shocked by the sudden release of energy and we're expecting this.

"Everyone, be ready, here they are..."

Vann screamed out as a warning.

A wave of energy in a form of an aurora-like tsunami that is painted with green and yellow combination color rummages everything like a group of the raging bull.

Jomel, who was on the wall, is in another story. He can feel that there's something inside of him.

Inside his soul space, the egg that Jomel is waiting to hatch is moving in a berserk manner.

Dannnnngggggggh...

Dannnnngggggggh

Like a drum and the sound of a boat, the energy rushes towards it. The energy that is going to it was disappearing. All of them were sucked like water in a sink.

This is unnoticeable.

Jomel heard it like a beat of the drum, his intense internal organ is vibrating.

Is it bad for him?

Nay.

Is it making him uncomfortable?

Nay.

The only thing Jomel can feel is that there is something inside pumping him with an unlimited amount of energy.

Suddenly, the egg that was inside of Jomel that was moving and vibrating non-stop is stopped moving, and then...

Crack!