Chapter 133: Vows
Chapter 133: Vows
Ciara.The name did not appear in the system notification.
It did not need to.
Amon felt the connection immediately.
The faint bond that had always existed somewhere beneath his awareness had changed.
Danger.
Not ordinary danger.
Immediate.
Extreme.
His expression emptied.
Alaric noticed.
"What happened?"
Amon ignored him.
[Protected bloodline connection has entered extreme danger.]
[Source location detected.]
[Distance: 1,847 kilometers.]
[Estimated time until critical event: Unknown.]
Amon turned east.
The communication barrier collapsed behind him as he stepped over the metal disc.
"Amon."
Alaric followed.
Amon disappeared.
Boom!
The ground exploded.
A shockwave tore across the pale earth.
Alaric barely had time to raise one hand before Amon became a distant black figure crossing the Dead Expanse.
"Wait!"
Amon did not slow.
Nothing mattered now.
Not the prison.
Not Earth.
Not the creature inside the kingdom.
Only the capital.
Only his family.
His speed climbed.
The pale landscape blurred completely.
Every step shattered the ground behind him.
The Enhanced Primordial Physique pushed harder than it ever had before. Muscles compressed and released with enough force to propel him across hundreds of meters almost instantly.
Still too slow.
Amon felt it.
The distance.
More than eighteen hundred kilometers.
Even with his current speed, he could not accept how long that would take.
"System."
[Master.]
"Can the Fate Seed open a route?"
[Insufficient Fate Authority.]
Amon’s eyes darkened.
"What about the Prison Law Fragment?"
[Spatial confinement authority does not currently include spatial traversal.]
"Azrael?"
No response.
Amon pushed harder.
The world tore past him.
Danger Sense remained locked east.
The warning never weakened.
Instead it grew worse.
Then another notification appeared.
[Protected individual has encountered foreign fate interference.]
Amon’s eyes sharpened.
Foreign fate.
Alaric’s words returned instantly.
The third creature.
Eleven years inside the kingdom.
Searching for someone with a fate system.
Had it finally found him?
Or had it found Ciara instead?
His killing intent erupted.
The ground beneath him cracked for hundreds of meters.
Far behind, Alaric stopped running.
He stared after Amon.
Even from that distance, he could feel the pressure.
"What the hell..."
Amon no longer cared about concealment.
His aura spread across the Dead Expanse.
The silent land reacted.
Black structures buried beneath the ground vibrated.
Something beneath the pale earth shifted.
Amon ignored all of it.
Then the Fate Devouring Seed pulsed.
Once.
Twice.
A coordinate appeared.
Not Earth.
The capital.
Amon stopped so suddenly that the ground ahead of him erupted.
He stared at the notification.
[Known personal fate coordinate detected.]
[Bloodline connection may be used as temporary directional anchor.]
His eyes narrowed.
"What does that mean?"
[Master may attempt unstable fate displacement.]
Amon did not hesitate.
"Do it."
[Warning.]
[Current Fate Authority is below recommended threshold.]
"Do it."
[Failure may result in spatial separation, severe physical damage, fate destabilization, or death.]
Amon’s expression did not change.