Endless Horde: Through the Eyes of a Godking-Chapter 594: Homecoming

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Nothing much went on in the camps while Cedric was away. There were no surprise invasions, no accidents, or anything that really needed his immediate attention. And with others covering for him while he's away, there wasn't much paperwork on his desk upon his return.

Cedric was still marveling at the changes he experienced after his breakthrough. Even as he sat there doing nothing, new insights about concept laws came to him naturally.

Those who saw him initially thought that Cedric failed his breakthrough. Their basis was the fact that there were no real stark differences in his physical appearance. But this was quickly debunked by the Chancellors, saying that his experience was just different. Besides, even though there aren't any 'real' changes to him physically, his appearance was still greatly enhanced.

The mere sight of him causes people to be dazed. It's like his appearance demanded to be appreciated as if it were a work of art. Additionally, his aura was strange and ethereal; it gave people a sensation of seeing the endless mysteries of the entire realm.

Cedric truly didn't care much about this. He knows that his breakthrough succeeded, and that's enough. He doesn't owe the rest any explanation.

Now that Cedric has become the first human to reach the Primordial Realm, he is now eligible for another promotion.

From a major general, he could now be called a paragon. And his contributions were surely no less than those of the chancellors; in fact, he even exceeded some of them.

Cedric didn't want to cause too much noise for this. The promotion can happen privately; he truly doesn't mind. So long as it's officially recognized by the Border Patrol Office, it's enough.

The ceremony was set to happen as early as next month, so it won't be long now.

Back at his residence at the camp, Cedric continued adjusting to his new state. He actually did something incredible just now.

He made a clone of himself. But this wasn't an ordinary clone. This clone can exert at least 90% of Cedric's strength. It has some semblance of autonomy and was connected to his thought chambers. It can move and decide on its own, but it will never be corrupted by anybody. This clone has a piece of his flesh and a strand of his soul. It has its own Chaos Energy pool, but its strength level will remain as is unless Cedric improves it himself.

Cedric could already make clones before; however, making one of this caliber wasn't possible until now.

With this clone, Cedric could free up so much of his time. He could just send his clone to do the manual labor here at the camp instead of his real body. Since it's connected to him, regardless of the distance, he will know what it knows, so there's no need for him to make an actual appearance.

Cedric informed the rest about this and faced no problems with his arrangements. At most, he just faced the envy of others upon learning of the clone's capabilities, especially because this clone can do the manual labor instead. Of course, knowing their plight, Cedric revealed the clone's creation process so that if they wanted to and had the ability to do so, they could create a clone for themselves too.

Though he limited this to the Chancellors and Paragons since they're the only ones who could possibly make a clone of this caliber. This technique is great but largely useless to those beneath, so there's no need for them to know it exists. Of course, there can always be exceptions.

Creating the clone didn't hurt him at all, nor did it weaken him. In fact, he could create more as he pleased, but right now, he doesn't have any reason to do that, so this one was enough.

With the clone dispatched to handle the usual labor Cedric has to go through, his schedule was vacated. He doesn't have to be tied up to his office, so he could leave and roam as he pleases.

And with this freedom, his first stop was, of course, his home.

He missed his wives. It's been roughly six years since he last saw them. It wasn't really that long, but it's still long enough for him to feel eager to return to them.

Of course, with him being a man with too much love to give, he wasted no time and spent expressing just how much they missed them by trapping them in the bedroom with him for an entire week or so.

Even though Cedric was already detached and indifferent to many things, especially after becoming a Primordial, his bond with his wives and sons is still there.

With his absurd strength, it was pretty much impossible for his wives to tire him out even if they were to team up against him. They were thoroughly passed out from marital bliss by the time he showed mercy to them, and he wasn't even trying.

Even without leaving the bedroom, Cedric's senses could spread far enough to cover the entirety of Solaris Prime. And now that he actually paid more attention to it, it became clear to him just how far humanity has grown.

Most of this was due to Godwyn's efforts, and Cedric couldn't be any more proud of his son for his dedication. Godwyn truly was a better governor than he was.

Since his input wasn't needed, Cedric refrained from taking action. He would rather have his son come directly to him to ask for advice instead of bypassing and disrespecting his authority.

At some point, a buzzing occurred at the back of his head. His consciousness blurred for a split second, showing him random images.

This was Divination Laws at play, but he didn't do it on purpose. That's just the nature of learning the concept. He should get used to seeing random visions of the past, present, and future from now on.

The vision just now was pretty clear and concise. It showed him his sons making their way home. It seems that they will be reunited again. Moreover, they're bringing guests with them.

Gerald was with his friends, and Gilderoy was with his wife, Allura, and two crystal sprites. Godwyn was the only one who was returning alone, but that wasn't a big deal.

'Hmm...'

Cedric made some predictions—not technically calculations or divinations, just logical predictions—and knew that he had to do something. After all, their family doesn't receive guests that often.

'My boys just need the last push to perfect the Cosmic Furnace Spell,' he mused to himself. 'Once they've mastered it, they're ready to transition to the Void Refinement Realm.'

'Well, since I'm already here, I'll give them that last push they needed. Besides, I've already made arrangements for this back in the day; it's about time for those to be of use.'

'However, let me make sure that they haven't slacked off first.'

'Oh, maybe I can do it this way too...'

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The Stormriders brothers never saw it coming...

Just now, they were relaxing in their personal spaceships, then out of nowhere, they found themselves transported to a completely different place.

The shift was so sudden and swift that they didn't even sense when it happened. The instincts they honed were rendered completely useless. Everything occurred so fast that they even found themselves dumbfounded.

Gerald looked around, his brows furrowing as he realized that he couldn't even sense where his friends were; even the ship he was on went missing.

Gilderoy panicked as he lost his wife and the two crystal sprites with him. And like Gerald, he also lost his ship.

Godwyn merely raised a brow, and after analyzing everything, he laughed at the absurdity of it all and shrugged before making his way forward.

"Where are we!?"

"What happened?"

"Where is this?"

Gerald's friends panicked at the sudden shift. It happened so fast that it made them feel extremely nervous. Moreover, Gerald wasn't with them, so the situation just turned dire.

Lennon and Linus also panicked, especially after realizing the Gilfderoy was nowhere to be seen.

Allura, being the clever lady that she is, had some initial guesses. And seeing as everybody was panicking, she decided to speak up.

"Uh, hello." She looked towards the others and asked, "Are you Gerald's friends?"

Hearing her inquiry caused them to react; the Holy Spirit dude stepped forward and said, "Yes, we are. Who might you be? Are you the one who did this? What do you want?"

"Okay, first, my name is Allura Stormrider. Gerald is my brother-in-law." She calmly replied, "Second, no, I'm not the one who did this, but I think I know who did it."

A wry smile appeared on her face as she looked up and hesitantly called out, "Um, Father-in-law? Are you there?"

"Yes, dear! It is I! Hahahaha!" Cedric's bright and sonorous voice echoed in their ears. "Also, I told you to simply call me Dad. Father-in-law is a mouthful and too stiff; we're family now, aren't we?"

"Yes, Dad." Allura smiled and sighed in relief. "Are they in trouble?"

"No," Cedric laughed. "No, they're not. I just want to check if they've slacked off. If they did, then yes, they will be in trouble. If they didn't, then they'd be with you shortly. Anyways, you guys just relax there and have some food."

Allura nodded before turning to Gerald's friends, saying, "Well, there you have it."

"Welcome to the Stormrider Castle, by the way."