Chapter 400 - 400: Thomas Isles
"A Golem? Like Sparrow's Golem?" Selina titled her head gently.
"Nah." The black cat meowed. "Sparrow's Golem is a summoned creature. What Rum is suggesting is to physically alter the corpse and turn it into a kind of puppet. This is called the Alchemical Golem."
"Ugh! I can't examine the corpse with these feet! I need to figure something out!"
Rumius closed his eyes. Gold dust exuded out from him. It took the dirt on the ground and constructed two humanoid hands.
"Woah..." Selina said. "It is very similar to our Chaos Control."
"Not exactly." The black cat said.
The dirt hands were very precise. They moved elegantly and felt like they belonged to a real human body.
Chaos User could alter the environment and used them to their advantage. But they could never do such delicate task at this.
The dirt hands examined the corpse. They spread the mouth of the Cyclops out, plunged into the hole on its stomach.
"Ugh!" Aurora turned around to not have to look at the disgusting examination.
"The corpse is good. We can make it into an Abyssal Golem. I will need a few materials, however." Rumius barked.
"Hey. This is a Rank-4 corpse. You're sure you have enough True Dust to convert it?" The black cat meowed.
"Ah, shit! I forgot about that. My power is still restoring. I can make a Rank-2 Golem at best." The dog barked.
Selina looked at the cat and the dog meowing and barking back and forth. She slowly raised her phone and recorded everything.
"If that's the case, I will put this corpse in the Glacial Floor to make sure it won't rot away." The black cat meowed.
"Glacial Floor? What's a Glacial Floor?" The dog barked. Its tail wagged constantly because of excitement. Something that it didn't? It must know it immediately or it couldn't contain its emotions.
"Why don't you see for yourself?"
Mater spat out the Dark Grimoire. The leathery book transformed into a large portal door.
"The Warlock Grimoire? Why is it a door now?"
The dog didn't hesitate and jumped straight in.
"Alright, everyone. Follow it. I need space to absorb this entire thing." Mater said.
"What thing?" Selina said.
"This pocket dimension, of course! It's not easy to make one. Its spatial power can enhance the Abyss Floor even more. I am not going to let it go to waste."
Selina and the Servants moved to Chaos Realm, leaving only the black cat in the pocket dimension.
The cat licked its mouth greedily.
"You learned well, Zatanu. It seems like you are figured it out that world creation is part of the next advancement. Unfortunately, your work is still very crude and primal."
Zatanu was higher in rank. He was a Peak Rank-4. But Mater believed that he would be the first to achieve Rank-5.
The black cat opened its mouth wide. Thick red Chaos flooded out and filled the entire pocket dimension.
Zatanu was in the hell of darkness at the time. He was inside a lake of dense black oil. Suddenly, his white eyes shot open.
"My dimension... Who..."
Zatanu called upon the connection he had with the pocket dimension. He saw the black cat was devouring the entire thing to his mouth.
"Blood Warlock? Not you again! Get the hell out of my property!"
Zatanu's voice echoed loudly around Mater. But there was nothing he could do.
The black cat laughed manically.
"MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm going to take everything, you useless piece of shit!"
The black cat swallowed the entire thing and used his own Chaos to wash over it.
Before the connection cut off entirely, Mater left a message for Zatanu.
"You must have a lot of these places around the country, right? Get ready to lost them all!"
Zatanu felt a throbbing sensation in his stomach. That wasn't hungry. That was the eerie feeling knowing that something that he had worked for a long time would be snatched away very soon.
"Mater. YOU DAMN BLACK CAT!" Zatanu roared. His voice travelled far and wide in the hell of darkness.
Mater plucked the pocket dimension out of its location and grafted it onto the Abyss Floor that he had. The Abyss Floor became wider instantly.
The Inverted Tower appeared in the sky. But it wasn't attached to the ceiling. There was no ceiling in Mater's Abyss Floor.
Instead, it was attached to a large boulder that constantly floating around.
From that day one, the Drifting Inverted Tower was now present in the Abyss Floor.
"Would you look at that. Lord Warlock has just added something to our world." One of the Psychics looked up to the sky.
In the future, the Inverted Tower would become one of the most popular dungeons in the Chaos Realm, where a Psychic could find their way to fortune.
"What should we do next, Mater?" Selina held the black cat in her arms and petted him gently.
"There are many more places similar to this dimension across Vieta. We're going to rob them all."
"Hah..." Selina bit her lips. "I love robbing people."
The situation in the capital had calmed down and Mater was able to mobilize his army to other parts of the country. He quickly gained total control over Vieta.
The news spread into the international scene and people knew that Vieta was taken over my Illuminati.
This set an unprecedented case for the strength and influence of a 'minor organization'. This cult had successfully brought an entire country to its knees. Not by plans, or schemes, or lies. But by pure fucking force.
This made everyone readjusted their opinions they had about the Illuminati.
This was not a minor terrorist organization anymore. This cult was now a big player.
Mater continued to strike all the hidden pocket dimensions Zatanu had around Vieta.
In one of the pocket dimension, Thomas was being chained inside a cold stone prison. His two hands were hung up to the wall. His body malnourished and his cheek bones were sickly visible.
He had been here for a long long time. So long that he didn't remember how many years had passed.
But he hadn't given up hope. He knew that he could get out. If only there was an opportunity.
Suddenly, the pocket dimension shook. A hole was blasted out forcefully. Lights from the outside world pierced into this dimension.
And Thomas smiled.
"Freedom at last!"