The Innkeeper

Chapter 1258  It's time

Even though Lex did not need to breathe to live ever since he became an immortal, and could literally live the rest of his life without taking another breath, he felt a mild sense of suffocation as his lungs began to change.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lex activated his right eye, imprinting the very Glyphs and arrays which gave birth to Golden Inferno into the walls of his lungs. His lungs, which were growing strong enough to cause gales and hurricanes, suddenly started to morph in a different direction. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The evolution which was started from his physique, guided in a certain direction by Lex himself, was taken a step further by his cultivation technique. Since Lex's growth using the technique was dependent on his own actions and it saw an opportunity to elevate him based on his own actions, it immediately began to adapt his body.

But then as his lungs adapted to generate and tolerate the flames of Golden Inferno, the rest of his body adapted to support the ability.

His stomach gained the ability to digest anything and everything, becoming a way in which he could absorb energy from any material in case he needed it.

Lex's gallbladder, his spleen, his intestines, his pancreas, everything evolved, shedding some of its older functions and gaining new ones to suit his new status as an immortal.

The minutes flowed by as Lex's condition slowly went towards the peak, a state he was reaching for the first time in his immortal state.

Pel Jr. who had inhabited the dragon body for years already, for the first time, felt a change within it. Over the past few years, it had steadily been growing stronger, nourished by the energies of the realm.

To a small extent, that nourished Pel Jr. as well, but for the most part it just oppressed the soul further. But now, for the first time, it sensed movement in the opposite direction. The energy and strength within the dragon's body was finally heading towards weakening, even if it was only barely comprehensible.

It was like a small, thin stream of water was escaping a giant dam. At the current rate, it would probably take years to deplete the dam, if ever, considering it might replenish on its own. But at least it was a positive change as far as Pel Jr. was concerned.

It was especially pleased since, with the addition of the new suit, it would be able to move about within certain limits. He was extremely excited to go out and move around for the first time.

Outside, Leonidus was overlooking the expansion to the Midnight battalion, watching them form the Midnight mech. He had heard many stories of how well the previous battalion implemented it, and wanted to live up to their legacy. Who knew that with a new battle on the horizon, many soldiers from the previous battalion once again signed up.

Although they had not trained for combat for years, they retained a certain edge that even those who had specifically trained for combat did not have. More importantly, even though they had more combat experience than Leonidus, they did not raise an issue with him leading them.

Unfortunately, not all the previous members joined the battalion - not because they didn't want to fight, but because they were more effective alone than in a group.

Z, who was deep in the wild lands of the Inn, stood at the edge of a canyon, looking down. He was not wearing the usual Inn uniform, but instead he was wearing a hoodie, jeans and a pair of headphones.

Geeves nearly fought with him for asking for such a set of clothes, but in the end he relented.

All around Z, the ground trembled, forming a symphony that resonated with the earth and the sky. He raised his hand, as if he were a conductor in front of an orchestra, and the ground crumbled, forming a new canyon.

Luthor was meditating within a chamber of fire, while Gerard sat at a cafe with Lilith.

Countless other workers, who had spread out across the entire Origin realm, had been recalled to the Midnight Inn. Although it looked like they were relaxing, each and every one of them were just conserving their strength, waiting for the moment they would be sent out once more. It could take a few minutes, a few hours, or maybe even days or weeks. Such things could not be determined.

From within Jeffrey's heart, the heart demon looked out and took in everything, reporting its location to Lilith constantly.

The more it felt how panicked Jeffrey was, the more it grinned. The wyvern had long since gone through numerous cleansing techniques, ridding itself of any tracking methods. But no matter what it did, it felt like Lex was always watching him. He could feel Lex's gaze on his own neck, and a chill traveled down his spine.

Something was wrong. Something was very wrong, which it tried to explain to its superiors, but none took him seriously.

Finally, feeling desperate, he reached out to Her majesty! He received approval for an audience, but before he could be taken to her, he was brought to a secure facility where the personal guards of Her majesty checked up on him.

"I'm telling you, I've already gone through countless precautions. No one is track-"

Jeffrey's voice was caught in his throat when it noticed a familiar, green aura suddenly emerge from his body.

The guards suddenly released a deep killing intent as they moved towards Jeffrey to detain him. Meanwhile, deep within Jeffrey's heart, the Heart demon suddenly felt threatened. Those guards, whoever they were, might be able to find him. Unwilling to wait any longer, he sent the final signal to Lilith.

Some time later, Lex, who was still meditating atop the dragon, heard Mary's familiar voice.

"Lex, it's time," she said.

Lex ended his meditation, and looked up at Mary who was dressed in the familiar style of suit worn by the Midnight battalion.

"Finally."