Re:Immortal

As the group was slowly making their way towards the heavenly capital, Silas flew closer to Omis and Krano and cupped his fists before speaking.

"Brother Omis, master Krano. I'll be taking my leave, for now, I still have to check on my sect members and see if everything is alright." He said with a respectful smile.

Krano simply gave a light smile and nod in reply while Omis tapped his shoulders and spoke.

"There is no need for such formality between us, take care of your maters first brother Silas." Said Omis with a nod.

Smiling Silas then turned his trajectory and made his way towards the Gate that led to the Mortal plane.

Although the group was taking their time, they still arrived rather quickly at the Heavenly Capital. Once their appearances appeared on the horizon loud ear-deafening cheers erupted from the city as countless civilians welcomed them back.

The news of them pushing back the 'Hunters' had already spread causing the people who had evacuated before to come back. The 'Hive' warriors puffed their chests up proudly as they approached the city.

Led by Krano and Omis, the group soon descended to the ground as they decided to walk towards the heavenly palace instead of flying there. Hundreds of people stood at the sides of the street cheering at them with awe-filled eyes full of respect.

The 'Hive' warriors seemed to enjoy the treatment as they raised their chins high up in the sky, while the 'Immortals' felt a little bit awkward and out of place.

These people were once their enemies, yet here they were happy to see them as they cheered and celebrated their victory. This made them feel conflicted, especially Leyla who had an awkward expression on her face as she listened to some of the conversations of the people admits the cheers.

"Look! Look! That's Lord Krano with Master Omis the one chosen by the void!" Excitedly explained a little boy to his friend with sparkling eyes.

"*Gasp*! T-That's the White devil! I hear he is extremely fearsome and eats little children for breakfast!" Gasped the little boy clearly frightened as he caught a glimpse of Addi's figure causing him to hurriedly hide behind his mother's back.

Hearing their conversation caused a small chuckle to escape Leyla's lips as she turned to look at Addi. "Hmph, perverted old fart. Even little children in here don't like you." She grinned at him.

Addi threw a side glance at her yet before he could say anything another the sound of another conversation drifted to their ears causing Leyla's face to turn ugly.

"B-By the void, that's the little devil of the 'underworld'! I heard that her favorite pastime is to skin little kids and keep their souls as toys!" Said another child this time looking so afraid that he almost fainted.

Hearing that, Addi's expressionless face broke into a wide grin as he couldn't help himself from laughing out loud.

"Your reputation proceeds you little brat." He said with a hearty laugh.

"Hmph!" Hearing that, Leyla simply harrumphed and chose to ignore him.

And so, under the cheers of the joyous crowd, the group slowly made their way towards the palace. Once they reached its giant doors a nostalgic feeling washed over the 'Originals'. When was the last time they were able to set foot in here?

Although the city may have changed, the palace remained the same. A couple of 'Hive' guards gave a military salute to Krano and Omis before they moved to push the giant doors open with a loud creaking noise.

The group then led by Krano made their way towards the deeper parts of the palace, the 'Originals' feeling quite surprised at the bare palace, they could still remember how it was once decorated with various paintings and sculptures.

Once they reached a large hallway, Rolus the butler gave a deep bow towards Omis and Krano before speaking. "I shall lead the men to rest my lord, and give them their compensations depending on their merits." He said.

Krano nodded and waved his hand dismissively causing Rolus to take his leave followed by the army of 'Hive' members. Omis glanced at their disappearing backs before he turned to look at Krano and asked.

"Compensations based on merits?" He asked with curiosity. The 'Immortals' had no such luxury as compensation since their city had already been destroyed.

At Omis's question, Krano gave a gentle smile and replied. "It's nothing but some cultivation methods. I'm sure brother Omis has better ones." He said with a strange glint in his eyes.

Omis did not reply as he stroked his chin deep in thought. The 'Hunters' may have left for this time, but there was no guarantee that they wouldn't be back. In fact, they might just launch another attack right at this moment and everyone would just be hopeless to do anything about it.

Thinking about such a thing brought shivers down his spine, the 'Hive' may have the advantage in quantity, but the 'Immortals' held an advantage in quality. Their numbers although small were all elite soldiers, the best of the best that managed to survive all until this point.

But then again, even an ant could take down an elephant with enough numbers. They needed more people on their side. But who? And how? The city Is already broken and the 'Underworld' had collapsed.

It was then that an idea suddenly appeared in his mind. 'The Mortals!' Although they were weak at the moment, they had the advantage of numbers, so there were bound to have a few geniuses in there!

'We have to hurry up and make our move, though Krano seems like he harbors no ill intentions we are still at a disadvantage.' Thought Omis.

At this time Krano had personally led the group to the west side of the palace where a large number of empty guest rooms was situated before speaking.

"Why don't you take some rest first, I'm sure we are all exhausted after the fight, there will be a banquet in celebration of our victory and in honor of the 'Immortals' that came to our aid. I sincerely hope we can put our differences aside and get along." He said as he extended his hand towards Omis.

Feeling no ulterior motives behind his calm smile, Omis gave a slight nod before taking Krano's hand.

"The pleasure is ours." He said.