Chapter 1718: First clash
The suppression was different from any kind Lex had felt before. Usually, any form of suppression he faced came from the outside. It was a sign of a powerful enemy nearby, or some unknown danger.
Now, though, the suppression came from within. It was as if the heart was having just a little more trouble beating, as if the lungs had just a little less space within, and the muscles were just a little stiffer.
The deep red sky seemed especially daunting today, almost as if it was bearing down on them, letting them know about their impending demise.
Lex, of course, immediately noticed that besides simple physical suppression, there was an element of mental suppression too. The fact that, from so far, away, just being sighted by the Gon race put so much pressure on him was crazy.
Of course, the actual suppression he felt was negligible. But that fact that it was so noticeable, and existed in so many forms, despite how strong he already was, was a testament to just how severely disadvantaged humans were against the Gon.
It was as if the universe itself had designed the humans to be hunted by the Gon race. But that was not so. The suppression was not because of anything besides the weight of history. The Gon race was one of the two races that were responsible for the decline of the human race, and had killed the last of the human Dao Lords. As a result, they had gained an advantage. But that is all it was. From the day Lex had begun his cultivation, he’d been facing stronger opponents, regardless of where he went. This was nothing new for him.
"Acclimatise yourselves to the suppression," Lex said, his voice calm and steady. "Keep your mind on your tasks. Expect mental and psychological interference, so take precautions beforehand."
About halfway down the mountain, the Midnight mech stopped, and Luthor revealed the castle within the snow globe, and unveiled it.
The castle appeared without any fanfare, standing tall on the mountain slopes. Even years of use within Abaddon had not marred its walls. Instead, the castle had only grown stronger in that time. Whether it was the initial aid of the insects back in the jungle, or the slow accumulation of the valuable resources within Abaddon, both had helped make it stronger.