Chương 203: A Prismatic Challenge

I hovered at an altitude where the air grew thin and cold, suspended by two roaring cones of thermal force projecting from the soles of my boots. From this height, the Essence Flood was not merely a magical phenomenon; it was a visible meteorological event. I watched ribbons of neon gas roil through the atmosphere, colliding with low-pressure fronts to create storms of silent, purple lightning.

"Propulsion stability… oscillating," I noted, gritting my teeth as the vibration rattled my bones. This flight method — a localized, continuous detonation of my [Domain] — was messy in this high altitude rapidly fluctuating Essence pressure. It was brute force applied to aerodynamics. One moment the thrust was smooth, a steady roar of entropy; the next, I would hit a pocket of dense ambient mana, causing the fire to flare and kicking me sideways with concussive force.

I had to simultaneously control my flight while making sure to sense all the mana fluctuations around me, while traveling at over five times the speed of sound. I leaned forward, channeling my Will to focus the blast radius to the size of a coin. I surged West. I wasn't flying so much as I was continuously falling and catching myself with explosions. I banked hard to the left to avoid a low-hanging cloudbank that crackled with green energy, my arms flailing slightly to act as air-brakes.

The wind tore at my cloak, leaving a trail of black smoke and heat distortion across the alien sky. But watching the twisted geography blur beneath me, seeing rivers of liquid mercury carve new paths through crystal canyons, feeling the raw kinetic joy of speed... It was worth it. Eventually, a localized instability caused my left boot to flair hotter than my right. I went into a spin, the world turning into a kaleidoscope of green and violet. I cut the thrust. Silence reclaimed the sky.

I dropped like a stone, tumbling toward a forest of purple crystalline trees that looked sharp enough to skewer a dragon. Fifty feet from impact, I blinked. Back to using [Void Walk] again. The roar of the wind vanished. The vertigo of the fall dissolved instantly. I didn't land; I phased. I entered the grey, wireframe silence of the Void, my momentum carrying me forward in a graceful, frictionless glide along the causal strings of reality. I held the state. This was where the real work began.

I wasn't just moving; I was constantly studying, learning to master my abilities. I watched how the physical world intersected with the Void. Rocks appeared as dense, tangled knots of stability, unyielding and dull. Living creatures were fires — some dim flickers of Tier 2 beasts, some raging bonfires of Apex Tier 5 predators — burning against the cold grey background of the in-between. I reached out with my hand, fingers tracing the emptiness. I focused on a loose pebble on a ridge I was passing.

In the physical world, it was stationary. Here, it was a set of coordinates. A piece of code in the Lattice. Shift, I commanded. I pushed my mana into the Void, trying to nudge the coordinate string without touching the physical stone. The Void resisted. It felt like pushing against a wall of semi-solid gel. My mana coated the intent, slipping off like oil on water. The pebble remained still. Structure, I reminded myself. The Void ignores raw energy. It respects boundaries.

I visualized a cube of space around the pebble. I defined the borders with my Authority. This space is mine. This space moves. I pushed again. The pebble jittered. In the grey view, its location-string plucked like a harp string vibrating in slow motion. In the physical plane, the stone hopped two inches to the left, tumbling down the slope.

"Telekinesis via coordinate editing," I mused, the thought vibrating in the silence.

"Costly. But undetectable." I had hoped to be able to enact strategies such as bombarding an enemy while in the Void, essentially halting their perceived time, making it impossible to react. But unfortunately, I found mana extremely difficult to manipulate in that state, costing massive amounts to simply move a pebble. It might be possible, just not with my current abilities. I continued the glide, pushing deeper into the unknown. The further West I went, the more the Lattice felt strange.

It wasn't the smooth weave of the safe zones. It was knotted, frayed, full of microscopic tears that leaked chaotic mana. My chest warmed. The comms stone vibrated against my sternum. I stepped out of the Lattice and tapped the rune, connecting to the open channel Leoric had established. It wasn't a direct call; it was a 'Commons' line, a localized psychic web linking the Sanctuary leadership for passive updates. It grounded me, a tether to the people I protected.

"... efficiency is down by 15% due to the overflow," Leoric's voice chattered in first, the background noise of his forge a constant, rhythmic clanging.

"The Living Stone from the Rift is chemically aggressive. It tried to digest the mortar trowel. We have successfully integrated it into the West Wall, however. The fortifications are now... hungry. It is fantastic."

"Just don't let the wall eat the gate mechanism, Leo," I projected back, keeping my tone light. If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.

"Master Eren!" Leoric sounded delighted.

"No, no. The Gate is lined with null-steel. The stone finds it indigestible. How is your scouting?"

"I'm moving fast. The terrain out here is completely destabilized. You'd love the mineral deposits, though. I saw a mountain made of bismuth."

"Bring me samples!" Eliza jumped in.

"The Eastern Cliffs are clear," a cold, terse voice cut in. Nyx.

"Shadows are empty. Moving northwards now. No sign of Imperial movement."

"Thanks, Nyx. Stay safe," I replied.

"Status?" she asked.

"Found the source of the signal. Something loud with Spatial frequency. I was moving towards it when I found a Settlement. I'll check it out then check on the people after."

"We captured a ruin!" Rexxar's roar nearly overloaded the crystal, causing a static screech.

"It had a champion who accepted my challenge to a duel! I quickly dismantled him in front of the cubs for motivation! Also, there are a lot more of the beetles here that possess shells hard enough to break iron!"

"Please tell me you aren't eating them," I sighed.

"He tried, didn't like the taste," Anna's voice drifted in, sounding serene amidst what sounded like heavy combat in the background. arrows loosing with the sound of tearing silk.

"We're using them to make shields for the cultivators now. The squad is holding well, Eren. They are growing at a phenomenal rate."

"Good. Keep the perimeter tight. I think I confirmed our earlier theory, the further you push from a safe zone, the higher concentration of Essence and high Tiered beasts."

"You sound far away, lad," Arthur added warmly.

"Is everything steady?"

"Steady enough," I replied.

"Space is just a bit... hectic out here. Take care of everyone."

"Always." I dropped the connection and focused back on the signal. The camaraderie was good, but it was a distraction. I needed to focus. The chaotic scratch in my perception was getting louder. It wasn't the smooth hum of natural mana. It was frantic. Jagged. It felt like Space was being sanded down with a cheese grater. I tracked it through the twisting geography. The land here was warped beyond recognition.

I passed a river of glowing blue water that flowed uphill, looping over a stone archway before spiraling into a drain that led nowhere. I saw boulders floating in mid-air, spinning lazily around a central magnetic point. Gravity was inconsistent, minutely shifting vectors every few hundred miles. Monsters here were rare, but a lot more powerful than the usual. I ghosted past a creature that looked like a bear made of refractive glass plates.

It distorted the light around it so perfectly it was almost invisible against the crystalline background. I saw a flock of birds that didn't flap their wings but blinked in short-range teleports, phasing through tree branches rather than flying around them. Space-touched evolution, I analyzed, marking the species for later. Dangerous. Valuable cores. The signal led me toward a massive geological feature on the horizon — a jagged rim of mountains that seemed to form a perfect circle.

I approached cautiously, sustaining [Void Walk] until I was standing on the highest peak of the ridge. I deactivated the skill, letting reality crash back in. The silence was absolute. The howling wind of the Wastes died at the ridge line. Below, the world ended. The caldera was colossal, miles wide. It wasn't volcanic; it looked like reality had simply been scooped out with a spoon. In the center lay a lake of liquid silver.

It was dead still, reflecting the violet twilight sky with such fidelity it felt like I was looking into a hole in the universe. The surface tension was visibly high, looking more like a polished shield than water. And above the lake, hovering in defiance of all logic, was the source of the signal.

"Damn…" I breathed. It was a monument to fracture. A giant, crystalline structure hung suspended in the air. It resembled a cathedral-sized diamond that had shattered, but the pieces were frozen in mid-explosion. Thousands of shards, ranging from the size of a coin to the size of a city block, hung suspended in a chaotic, frozen orbit around a blinding white core. There were staircases.

Twisting ribbons of white marble that wound through the debris field — some right side up, some sideways, some spiraling into nothing. They connected shards that had entirely different gravities. I sat on the ridge, letting my legs dangle over the drop. I activated [Void Perception]. The data washed over me. This wasn't a ruin. It was a construct. A puzzle box built by a titan. The shards weren't floating randomly. They were pinned by intense, localized gravity wells.

Each fragment was a discrete pocket of space, sewn together by threads of ancient mana. I could see the Lattice twisting around the structure, knotted and retied a thousand times. It's beautiful, I thought. I sensed the density of the Spatial Essence leaking from the structure. It was hungry. This was exactly the fuel I needed to stabilize my own Pocket Dimension ambition. I stood up and walked down the obsidian slope, the gravel crunching under my boots. I reached the edge of the silver lake. I tested the liquid.

It was solid, resisting my boot like steel, rippling slightly with a heavy, viscous motion. I walked out onto the mirror surface, approaching the hovering anomaly. The closer I got, the louder the hum became — a resonant frequency that vibrated in my teeth. A System prompt unfurled. It wasn't the standard clinical blue. It was a shimmering, pearlescent text woven from light. [AWAKENED CHALLENGE DUNGEON DISCOVERED] [DESIGNATION: THE SHATTERED PRISM] [Reality is a mirror. This one is broken.] [Ascend the Reflection. The Laws of Down and Up are suspended.] [Note: This is a Challenge of Space and Will. Difficulty will progressively scale with ascent, with an option to exit available after every cleared floor. Rewards correspond to clearance.] That was it. No flavor text about doom. No warnings. Just the promise of escalation. Progressive Difficulty. I looked up at the entrance, a portal around a hundred feet in the sky. There was a ladder of broken glass leading into it. It was exactly the kind of insanity I was looking for.

I scanned the structure again with my Perception, trying to glean more. I caught faint readings of shifting portals, inverted gravity zones, and what looked like solidified light bridges. I sat down on a flat outcrop of rock near the base of the floating steps. I didn't rush in. I pulled out my water flask and took a long drink, cycling my mana, letting the Essence Flood refill my reserves to the brim. I sharpened my focus, pushing away the mental fatigue of the trip.

"A test of observation," I whispered. I stood up and activated my [Domain]. The white flames ignited, reflected in a thousand mirrors hanging in the sky above me. I looked at the Prism. Excitement started to bubble within me as I wondered what kind of reward I'd get for entirely clearing an Awakened Challenge Dungeon.