Chapter 1199
The southern portion of the Scarlet Midfields was in a terrible state. The great powers had come in and taken all of the easily accessible resources with no regard for the damage it would cause. Resources, in this case, also included people. There were few individuals in the great powers who cared about anyone who was not strong enough to stop them from acting as they pleased.
Timothy knew he would see many more such worlds as he pushed towards the end of the decades long process of removing any remaining traces of their influence from the region. It wasn’t long before he came to a world controlled by the forces of the Trigold Cluster.
Timothy had given everyone a chance. He sent ships ahead, telling them to flee or suffer the consequences of their actions. The occupying army seemed to have thought to grab just a little bit more, hollowing out mountains haphazardly or leveling old forests even as he arrived.
“I see you have no respect for me,” Timothy said, projecting his voice over the whole planet. That was easy enough to do even as an Augmentation cultivator, let alone with his recent improvements in power. “Perhaps I will let a few of you live, as a warning.”
Timothy could sense the concern in the cultivators as they began to flee for their ships, but they were far too late. Timothy and the fleets with him targeted their ships first. Those who had been a bit quicker were already leaving the planet, or trying to make their way out of the system. By splitting up, they tried to make it so that they weren’t targeted.
There simply weren’t enough of them for that- even with the presence of some of the Swirling Swarm. They were just lingering remnants. Perhaps Timothy should have expected their foolishness, given the fact that they hadn’t fled long before he even sent a message. Either way, their ships fell, stranding most of them. Those who could fly wouldn’t be faster than their ships, and would be more vulnerable alone.
That was when some of them had the clever plan to try to take hostages. Not just one or two, but many around the planet. Timothy couldn’t process all of the individual sentences, but it was obvious they were counting on him being a bleeding heart. Some called him soft. Perhaps he was. However…
“You wish to threaten the lives of these innocent people?” Timothy said. “Very well. Go ahead. But know that none of you will survive.”
A few of them followed through on their promise. They were going to ‘show him they meant business’. Those were the first to die- and not their hostages. Timothy’s energy had already permeated the planet, and detecting hostile energy allowed him to focus his attention where it was necessary. Those who feared death practically called out to him with their souls- as they did so literally with their words.