After letting the undead loose on the territory, Liam returned back to the guild base along with Luna. Another advantage of awakening a Risen was that there was no longer any distance limitation between himself and his army. This was something he could take full advantage of.
Now that Liam thought about it, awakening a Risen was advantageous in every which way when compared to maintaining a soul army. However, he did not care about this too much as by now he already knew the strength of his class lay somewhere else.
The ability to manipulate souls directly. That was the true strength of his class and he had only scratched the surface of it so far.
"What are you thinking about?" Shen Yue drew circles on Liam's chest as her mesmerizing eyes studied his face curiously.
Liam let out a sigh and smiled as he patted her head. "Thinking about the next trip."
"To the Primeval Armament realm? Are you sure you can't somehow use the legendary daggers to get there?" Shen Yue asked again.
"No. It is not that easy."
For the past several days Liam had thought about this issue a lot and had finally made some sort of a plan. He did not know how feasible this was and whether he was going to be successful or not but this was definitely the best bet he had. Tilia and Eldrin had also agreed with him.
His first step in reaching Derek was heading to the Ceravat Empire's purple world.
Purple world was a world that many sword users visited. Even the name of the world originated from the giant purple scar left behind by an unknown sword master. It was also the house of the main branch of the Eternal Sword Palace, an academy or sect of sorts focusing on sword training.
They actively recruit people from miscellaneous backgrounds and they accept them based on pure talent without any other hidden considerations. Their members were also revered in the entire sector in the same way a person of a royal lineage would be.
Liam figured these people would probably have some information about an armament-related mystic realm. Also, this would give him an in with the Ceravat Empire from where he could access many worlds in the sector with ease without arousing any suspicions.
The Ceravat Empire was one of the ten Empires that controlled more than one world in the Xicta sector. They almost had three star systems under their belt with the last one under contest.
The Empire was ruled by the Ceravat family and even though many races co-exist in the worlds under the Empire, the dominant powers were beastkin, humans finishing at a close second. The main royal family had a mix of both with the current crown rumored to be of beastkin origin.
More importantly, the Emperor's power level was unimaginable. The report did not specify at exactly what power level he was. There was also a mysterious ancestor in the Ceravat family who had already attained demi-godhood.
As one of the top ten families, the Ceravat family was definitely in an unshakeable position.
Unlike Nymphomania this time Liam truly intended to keep a low profile as this was definitely not a place he could afford to stand out and mess around.
Liam spent a couple more days with his family and then bid farewell to everyone before once again heading to a remote location. He was now well-rested and his soul had fully recovered. He was in prime condition. But there was still something that he had to do before leaving.
Liam steadied himself before probing into the spatial artifact that he had bound to from the tutorial game, more famously known to others as the PVP tower. Back then no one would have guessed that the tower master Crawford was actually a tool spirit of this spatial artifact.
Liam summoned Crawford whom he hadn't yet forged into a Risen. This was because if possible he wanted to restore the tool spirit to the spatial artifact which would be ideal.
"Hmph! You are still alive!" Crawford sneered. Liam immediately tightened his grasp on the damn guy making him shut up real fast. "Get me access to my inventory items."
Liam's face twitched. He tightened his grasp further making the soul minion scream in pain. "Wait! Wait! Wait! I meant that you need to try and bind my soul with the artifact again. Without it, I will not be able to access the full artifact. There is also a sliver of my soul still left in the artifact. I need to be complete to be able to help you."
Liam frowned. "Do you need to be complete to access my inventory items?" He asked again just to make sure.
Immediately, Crawford's face turned unsightly. "No." He answered truthfully without any other way.
Liam sighed. "Then go ahead and do that." He knew that the old guy was never going to let up getting the better of him unless and until he made him into a Risen. Every time he interacted with him, this headache was going to continue.
Liam forcefully shoved the old man's soul back into the artifact having no idea how he was going to bind the soul again. Of course, the brute force method did not work. It was never going to be that simple.
He next tried to sense the small sliver of soul within the artifact. This was easier said than done. Sensing a soul bound to an artifact was very different from sensing a soul bound to a living being.
The fact that complex securities were in place to protect this last bit of soul did not help at all. The person who had crafted this spatial artifact was undoubtedly very talented.
Liam continued fiddling with the artifact for a while when he finally decided to give up and deal with this later. He dismissed both Crawford and the artifact and took out the teleportation token for the Purple world.
"Here we go again." Taking a deep breath he activated the token and the next instant he disappeared from Earth once again.