Ascension of the Nephilim



In one gulp, Emeros drank the blue potion. He did his best to not waste even a drop so that he could maximize what he would remember.

Many scenes began to appear as if the days of Kyros and Noxus flashed out. There were numerous days in Kyros's life when he 'learned' much. In Kyros's past life, Celestial God Daradiel taught him much about how he could surpass his current limitation. When he died and was transported, there were the years that Calaminus lectured Kyros.

But the day of Calaminus's long lecture was too unpredictable. The issue was that Calaminus would spend hours talking about useless things like search engine optimization and the DC comics continuum in an event called Crisis on Infinite Earth. While there were nuggets of gold in that, Emeros had no time to scour through the exact moment of time.

The Blue potion could bring him to a memory he sought, so instead, Emeros chose the day when Kyros read through the books in the Library of the Nephilim.

The Library of Light, which held knowledge about Codes and Corruption, was useless to Emeros. And no information was ever revealed to Kyros about Vasilius.

Kyros might have figured out who Vasilius was, but as Emeros could only 'see' and have a sense of emotions of Kyros, he could not dive into Kyros's thoughts.

And so, Emeros saw the day when Kyros started to read through the level 1 Library of the Nephilim.

Without the potion, the memories of this day were very difficult to recall because Kyros was too smart. He didn't 'read' the book. He just skimmed through the pages one by one and instantly confirmed what he had already known naturally or based on what Calaminus had taught him.

And unlike his memory regarding energy conversion circles which Kyros and Noxus did very often, Emeros had only vague memories of recalling Kyros reading through certain pages that day.

But in one day, Kyros read through numerous books related to cultivation, energy conversion circles, alchemy, Force skills, Magic rules, fighting techniques, weapon forging, artifact forging, and so on.

Emeros began to try to recall as much as he could, and nearly two hours' worth of memory was remembered of that day. The memory was boring to Kyros, who had already developed the foundations in his past life. Though he had cultivated in a wrong way in the earlier years of his life, and thanks to his high stat, and Calaminus's lecture, he already knew what not to do and what to do.

These two hours were useful to Emeros as he recalled the rules of cultivation.

"This is it! The foundation to cultivation! I now understand it's rules! Inheritance is everything...! Kyros had a tremendous inheritance. The Planesworld, up to the Lowlands, are all descendants of Gods and Fallen... But this place... only has humans? Then I have to find a way to increase my inheritance! If I can't, I won't be able to safely step into the next stage!"

He then recalled that his father spoke of a being that lurked in the mines.

Emeros now knew that reaching the Crown stage was not simple and no amount of monsters can ever help them scale through the levels. They had to gain these inheritances of the bloodline to grow further.

"That Crown! I have to reach him! He could have a way for me to increase my Inheritance!" Emeros learned a basic truth that Kyros practically didn't care for.

People of astounding inheritance surrounded him. The people of the Planesworld are descendants of the many gods and fallen that fought there. They had Dentro, the Phaulos Fallen, to the Eldirch beings. But even without it, Kyros had the bloodline of several powerful Gods! The Steele Family had the power of Hyperion Steel and the many blessings that the Steel Gods had!

"There must also be a balance! Light and Darkness! Death and Life! A body can only grow with these two working together. Life for the Soul, and Death for the Body if I am to be a Life Grown. And vice versa for the Dark Dependent. But then... there is the Hybrid Class! A pathway that is stronger and worthy of a Nephilim but very, very expensive. Kyros had the Temple and the Fortress for the earlier periods of his time, and the Emberdons helped him expand his research! But for me, I need to take the hybrid path! I need resources that would bankrupt the Lowland Kingdom in the Planesworld if I want to reach Champion!" Emeros exclaimed.

But as Emeros recalled two hours worth, the potion's effect started to dissipate.

Immediately Emeros drank the red potion to remember what he had seen.

A strange energy began to flow within Emeros's head. He couldn't see it, but his eyes were glowing. And these were not common effects to a man using these potions.

"Two hours worth, and all I remembered were Cultivation Principles and basic fighting techniques!" Emeros cursed as he glanced at the two remaining pair of potions.

"I overestimated these potions! I must be wiser. Kyros read the book of cultivation, and I think I got the most important aspects that can help me level up properly up to captain level! But to survive here, I'd need to remember the books in Energy Conversion Circle... and the Book of Job Classes!" Emeros decided.

He drank the blue potion again, and two hours' worth of time about Energy Conversion Circles was recalled.

"... What a discipline energy formation circle is! Two hours wasn't enough for Kyros to go through those books. I only acquired half of the basics!"

Kyros was slower in reading these books and even began to experiment by drawing things to the side to update his knowledge on this. Emeros was even amazed as he had learned more from Kyros's experiments than from the books!

"Two hours wasn't enough! I'd need at least two more potions to truly remember everything. But if the mere power that my suggestion in using mana flow paths has already aided Perment this much, then what I do know now would be a grand treasure that could alter the future of this kingdom, no! This planet! This should be enough. Now I will have to look at the Book of Job Classes!"

Emeros decided.

Taking the last potions, Emeros drank and recalled everything, and his eyes began to glow all the more.

He drank the red potion, and a strange power began to circulate within Emeros's mind.

"Ah...!" Emeros felt a strange headache as a wealth of information began to fill Emeros's head. But now, these weren't just memories.

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Knowledge Assimilation activated!

Emeros's Intelligence stats are +163 points!

Gauge ability level up! Skill has become Greater Gauge!

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Emeros felt a strange familiar warmth.

"...Mother..." Emeros could not even think or meditate on what he had just learned through the last two hours' worth of memory, but he fell asleep as the warmth of the familiar embrace made his dream.

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SPLASH!

Emeros jolted awake.

"I don't care if you've been beaten! No one skips work!" The familiar angry guard was there and had thrown water over him.

Emeros glared at the man, but as he glanced at him, a strange set of ideas now filled his head.

He knew that this man was someone who was training to be a Swordsman. But from the way he carried the bucket and how he stood, Emeros knew that there was an injury on the man's right arm. But this injury was not an external one. It was internal!

"You... actually tried to become a magic blade?" Emeros was stunned as he connected the dots. A look of amazement appeared on Emeros's face.

"How... arrogant are you? Why did you overestimate yourself? No one in this kingdom should have succeeded in doing that! All Magic Blades are from other kingdoms!" Emeros laughed.

"Wha-What?!" The guard was shocked.

Emeros laughed and got up.

"I may be a suicide soldier that Perment has. But the last he needs is for me, his money-making, life-risking toy, is that I would die or be weakened by incompetent soldiers like you. He told me about you!" Emeros sneered.

The guard's arrogant face changed. He had volunteered to be the one to wake up Emeros and yearned for the satisfaction of throwing water on Emeros's face. But now, his legs were shaking. Just how powerful were the connections of Perment to be able to dig up things from his past?!

"These health potions have caused me to recover. But they are effective only while I sleep. I'll inform this Mage Perment." Emeros walked confidently out.

The man trembled.

"Bring me my allies yesterday and send them to mage Perment. And I'll let this sin slide. You! Failed Ravager!" Emeros called out to the large man. He wore bandages on his two hands, but Emeros could tell that it was out of shape. He could tell that this man had gotten injured from training as a Ravager and fractured his arm. Ravagers used large swords, and this man received an injury related to how he wielded a sword incorrectly and must have blocked an attack. The weight of the large sword pushed back and must have fractured his forearm.

The guard trembled at Emeros's mocking address.

"Give me four guards meal! And only the good stuff!" Emeros demanded as he marched off.

The other guards were confused as to why the ones that Emeros insulted were frozen stiff.

One of the guards secretly observed Emeros.

"Trying to gauge me with that incomplete eye? You're a failure as a True Aim, and you even try to use magic? You will never be anything more than a guard here. You're eye must be stinging now, right?" Emeros laughed as he walked out.

The last guard was a True Aim who failed to set the foundation of his eyes and make them compatible with Force and Magic. And this man recklessly tried it. Emeros knew that this man must have found a scroll or a secret tome and taught to learn the skill without foundation.

The guard trembled as he heard those words.

"What did I say? Do you wish that I would tell Mage Perment and take care of you? He knows everything about you!" Emeros threatened.

"We apologize! Have mercy!"

"Just get my demands done! Taking care of you is troublesome and annoying. Don't cross the line, and you can all sleep soundly at night!" Emeros marched off.

The guards moved as they went to accomplish what Emeros ordered them to do.

But as Emeros marched off, he couldn't believe what he could now do! He spent the night trying to retain his memory, but now these recalled memories didn't remain memories. It was now knowledge!