Re-Awakened :I Ascend as an SSS-Ranked Dragon Summoner - Chapter 498

Chapter 498: When a God walks among Men
“I know that man. No, I know the face. The Purge calls him Ziro,” Lila said quietly. “He is rumoured to be the founder. The one who started everything many years ago.”

Nobody moved.

Kelvin’s scanner stayed frozen in his hands. Diana’s breathing had stopped completely, her chest locked mid-inhale. Noah felt his heart hammering against his ribs, each beat too loud in his own ears.

“Wait,” Kelvin said finally. “The founder? You mean the guy who—”

“Started the Purge what, like thirty years ago? Yeah.” Lila’s voice was flat, emotionless. “I never saw him when I was involved. My parents talked about Ziro like he was a ghost. The visionary. The one who understood that humanity needed to stop fighting the Harbingers and accept divine judgment.”

“That’s Arthur,” Noah said. His mouth felt dry. “The Eighth Ancestor. He’s the one who trapped Lucas. The one we fought before.”

Kelvin lowered his scanner. “How does an ancient original family member—someone who’s been alive for a thousand fucking years—end up founding a terrorist organization?”

“Revenge.” Noah’s mind was putting pieces together, connections forming that made his stomach turn. “Remember all we found out while on Raiju? Arthur’s been planning revenge against the other seven families for centuries. He’s been kidnapping family heads, building power in the shadows.”

“And the Purge is part of it,” Diana said slowly. “He’s been using them. For what, three decades? Building an army of people who think they’re serving some enlightened cause while he uses them as tools.”

Lila hadn’t moved. Her eyes stayed locked on the facility where Arthur had disappeared inside. “My parents think they’re saving humanity. They think Ziro is leading us to ascension. But they’re just—”

“Pawns,” Noah finished. “Everyone in the Purge is. They’re fighting for a lie created by someone playing a game that started before any of them were born.”

“We have to report this,” Diana said.

“To who and say what?” Kelvin’s hands were shaking slightly. “Hey, turns out the Purge isn’t just random terrorists, they’re actually controlled by an immortal original family member who’s orchestrating everything? Nobody’s going to believe that without proof. We’ve been through that,”

“We have proof.” Diana gestured toward the facility. “We’re looking at it. Arthur is here, overseeing operations. That’s not coincidence.”

Through his scanner’s magnification, Noah watched Purge operatives moving around the facility entrance. They deferred to Arthur instantly when he’d walked past—stepping aside, heads bowed, weapons lowered. Not fear but respect. Like he was exactly what Lila said: the founder, the visionary, the one in charge.

“Every attack,” Noah said. “The tournament where Lila’s parents revealed themselves. The assassination attempt at the Nexus Arena. All of it coordinated by someone who’s been planning for longer than we’ve been alive.”

“My entire crusade was pointless,” Lila muttered. “I’ve been hunting my parents thinking they were the problem. But they’re just following orders from someone I can’t touch.”

“Lila—”

“We should hit them now.”

The words dropped into the conversation like a grenade.

Kelvin turned to stare at her. “What?”

“We’re here. We have the element of surprise. Arthur’s inside with limited guard presence.” Lila finally looked away from the facility, meeting Noah’s eyes. “Four of us. Combat capable. We hit hard and fast before they know what’s happening.”

“That’s suicide,” Diana said immediately.

“Is it? We took out a Category Five beast on our first mission. We’ve all survived worse odds.”

“Lila, no—”

“I’m serious.” Her voice carried an edge Noah recognized from the academy, from the tournament, from every time she’d decided something was worth dying for. “He’s right there. The man who turned my parents into terrorists. The man controlling the entire Purge operation. We take him out, we decapitate the whole organization.”

“I fought Arthur,” Noah said. His tone was dry, “Lucas and I went up against him together. Lucas Grey—the strongest Alpha-rank from our academy, someone who could level buildings with his lightning. We had a plan, backup, every advantage we could get.”

He paused, making sure Lila was actually listening.

“Arthur trapped Lucas in a shadow dimension where we can’t reach him. The operation led to Bruce getting captured by Arthur’s forces. King Aurelius of the Ares system—someone who’d been fighting since before we were born—was taken as well. That’s what happens when you fight Arthur unprepared.”

Kelvin nodded slowly. “And it’s not just Arthur. Look at the security down there. That’s military-grade response capability. We go in loud, every Purge operative in that facility converges on our position.”

“Plus we’ve got recruits back at the forward position,” Diana added. “Seraleth, Valencia, Marcus, Chen. If we get detected and Arthur decides to pursue, we’re painting targets on all of them.”

Lila’s jaw tightened. “So we just watch? Let him continue building whatever this is while we run away?”

“We gather intel,” Noah said. “We document everything, identify what they’re actually doing here, then we extract and plan properly.”

“With what? More recruits? Better equipment?” Lila’s voice rose slightly. “He’s an ancient original family member. There’s no amount of preparation that makes us ready to fight someone like that.”

“Maybe not,” Noah admitted. “But going in now guarantees we lose. Waiting at least gives us a chance.”

Lila stared at him for a long moment. Her hands had clenched into fists, her whole body radiating tension like a coiled spring. Then she exhaled slowly and turned back toward the facility.

“Fine. We fall back.”

Relief washed through Noah. “Kelvin, record everything you can. Guard positions, patrol patterns, facility layout. Diana, mark the—”

Movement caught his attention. The cargo transport’s rear doors had opened fully, revealing what they’d been carrying inside.

Cylindrical containers, each one massive—had to be three meters tall, maybe a meter in diameter. They were covered in technical readouts Noah couldn’t decipher from this distance, warning symbols in multiple languages, and they pulsed with energy that made his system ping immediate alerts.

[WARNING: HIGH ENERGY CONCENTRATION DETECTED]

The color was wrong. Purple-green, sickly and unnatural against the white snow. It looked like reality itself was protesting whatever power those containers held.

“Kelvin,” Diana said quietly. “What are those?”

Kelvin had his scanner focused, his cybernetic fingers adjusting settings frantically. “Power cells. Industrial grade. These are rated for…” He went quiet, then spoke again with disbelief in his voice. “Category Five energy output. You’d use these for city-scale infrastructure or—”

“Portal technology,” Noah finished.

Behind the power cells, being carefully maneuvered down the transport’s loading ramp, came the frame itself.

It was enormous. Ten meters across easily, maybe more. The material looked like it absorbed light rather than reflecting it, making the frame seem like a wound in space even when inactive. Technical components covered every surface—power conduits that would connect to those cells, quantum stabilizers, reality anchors, all the equipment needed to tear a permanent hole between locations.

“They’re not just researching portals,” Kelvin breathed. “They’re building permanent gates. Industrial scale. You could move armies through something that size.”

“Or Harbingers,” Diana said.

The implication settled over them like a physical weight.

“We’re leaving,” Noah said. “Right now. Kelvin, did you get recordings of—”

“No.”

Noah turned to see Lila had stood up from their concealed position.

“Lila, what are you—”

“I told you all before.” Her voice was empty and cold. “I work alone.”

And just as she finished, she ran.

Not toward their extraction point. Not toward safety. Straight at the facility, her thermal suit doing nothing to hide her movement across open ground.

“LILA NO—”

Noah was moving before conscious thought caught up. Behind him, Diana swore viciously and Kelvin scrambled to follow.

“All units, converge on my position NOW!” Noah barked into his comm. “Seraleth, Valencia, get to the ship and prep for immediate extraction!”

Lila hit the facility’s perimeter at full speed. Guards saw her immediately. Alarms started blaring across the complex, harsh and loud in the arctic air.

She didn’t slow down.

Her ability activated. Time manipulation created a localized field around the first cluster of guards—they moved like they were underwater, reactions slowed to a crawl while she remained at normal speed. Her telekinesis reached out, invisible hands tearing weapons from slowed grips, throwing bodies aside like they weighed nothing.

Noah reached the perimeter seconds later. A Purge operative with enhanced speed due to Chi came at him from the right. Noah blinked, void energy flaring purple, and appeared behind the operative. His elbow caught the man at the base of the skull. The operative dropped hard.

Diana engaged three guards simultaneously. The first one fired his weapon—bullets left the barrel and immediately stopped mid-air, frozen by her momentum nullification. The second guard rushed her with a combat knife. She caught him in her field and his forward momentum died instantly. Then she reversed the effect. He flew backward like he’d been hit by a truck.

Kelvin’s cybernetic arms transformed. Weapon systems emerged from hidden compartments, energy blasts tearing through the air with surgical precision. His arms became shields when Purge operatives returned fire, absorbing impacts that would have torn through flesh.

More guards kept coming. The facility was responding like a military installation, personnel pouring from multiple exits, taking positions, coordinating fire.

“Kelvin, how many?!” Noah blocked a strike from an operative, countered with a void-enhanced punch that sent the man flying.

“Fifty plus and climbing!” Kelvin’s scanners were going crazy. “And guys—something massive is powering up inside the facility! Energy readings just spiked to—oh fuck, that’s not possible—”

Noah felt it too. The air pressure changed, like reality was being compressed. His system flashed warnings across his vision.

[ALERT: MASSIVE ENERGY BUILDUP DETECTED]

[RECOMMENDATION: IMMEDIATE EVACUATION]

One of the elite guards emerged from the main entrance—the one with four stripes across his chest plate. He moved fast, frighteningly fast, closing distance before Noah could properly react.

The guard’s fist came in from the side. Noah saw it, started to dodge, wasn’t quite quick enough. The impact caught his ribs.

His armor absorbed most of it, distributing the force and protecting him from what would have been a devastating blow. Noah rolled with the momentum, came up channeling void energy into his fist.

[NULL STRIKE ACTIVATED]

His punch caught the guard square in the chest plate. The armor dissolved instantly where void energy touched it, matter ceasing to exist at the molecular level. The erasure spread outward in a sphere, consuming reinforced materials like they were paper.

The guard stumbled back, a crater now occupying the center of his chest plate. He was lucky the erasure hasn’t gone up to his skin because Noah hadn’t exactly put that much into his punch.

He retreated toward the facility, clearly reassessing Noah’s threat level.

Diana was holding off a dozen operatives by herself. Her momentum nullification created zones where radiant blasts stopped existing as projectiles, where people found themselves unable to move forward no matter how hard they tried. But Noah could see her straining, see the effort required to maintain multiple fields simultaneously.

Lila had pushed deepest into the facility grounds. Her time manipulation and telekinesis were creating havoc—guards moving in slow motion while she operated at normal speed, weapons flying through the air like missiles. But she was surrounded now, fighting on three sides. Even with her powers, she was running out of room to maneuver.

“We can’t hold this!” Diana shouted.

“Guys, GUYS—” Kelvin’s voice carried genuine terror. “Something’s activating! Multiple signatures!”

Two portals opened.

The first was the transport gate they’d watched being assembled. It flared to life with that sickly purple-green energy, and through the opening Noah saw a landscape where the sky burned red. Equipment immediately started moving through, automated systems transferring cargo to whatever hellish location existed on the other side.

The second portal was different. It was darker, tearing open maybe twenty meters from their position. And through it came nightmares.

Harbingers.

Three-horned. Four of them emerging one after another. Each one massive—ten feet tall, built like rhinos that had been forced upright and given intelligence. Natural armor covered their bodies in overlapping plates. Three horns protruded from their skulls in a triangular formation. Serpentine tails whipped behind them, each one capable of slicing through armored vehicles.

They walked past Purge operatives without attacking. One Harbinger passed within arm’s reach of a cluster of guards who didn’t even flinch, didn’t raise weapons, just stepped aside like this was routine.

The Harbingers were heading straight toward Noah’s position.

“No,” Noah breathed. “No no no—”

Arthur emerged from the facility’s main entrance. Both elite guards flanked him now, weapons ready but not raised. He looked across the battlefield with complete calm, like the chaos was exactly what he’d expected.

His eyes found Noah immediately.

“We meet again, young soldier.”

Noah’s mind raced through calculations. Purge operatives closing from multiple angles—manageable individually but overwhelming in numbers. Two elite shadow soldiers who were fast and skilled enough to be serious problems. Four three-horned Harbingers that regenerated from damage fast enough to make killing them nearly impossible. And Arthur himself, ancient and impossibly powerful, the man who’d trapped Lucas in a dimension they couldn’t reach.

They couldn’t win this. Maybe he could. But everyone else?

“Everyone!” Noah shouted. “TO ME! NOW!”

Diana broke from her engagement, ran to his position across the battlefield. Kelvin sprinted over, his arms transforming back to standard configuration.

Lila was furthest away, still fighting, still refusing to retreat—

Noah reached out through his Domain Link, feeling her presence through the connection they’d established.

[DOMAIN TRAVEL ACTIVATED]

[LINKED TARGETS: 3]

Purple energy exploded from Noah’s position. It engulfed Diana first, wrapping around Kelvin, extending across the battlefield to grab Lila mid-strike and pull her back whether she wanted to come or not.

The energy formed a sphere around all of them, crackling with power that made the air distort. They became translucent, phasing partially out of reality.

Noah locked eyes with Arthur one last time. The ancient man just stood there watching. Not pursuing. Not even looking concerned. Like this entire encounter had been beneath his notice from the start.

Noah held that gaze for one heartbeat longer, making a promise he had no idea how to keep.

“Next time,”

Then they vanished completely, absorbed into his Domain, transported across space toward safety.

They materialized beside Seraleth’s ship. The sudden temperature shift hit like a wall—still freezing, but not as brutally cold as the facility’s immediate vicinity.

“GO!” he shouted toward the ship. “Everyone inside NOW!”

The recruits who’d been securing their forward position scrambled up the boarding ramp. Valencia and Marcus helped each other inside. Seraleth stood at the controls, the ship already powered and ready.

Noah’s team piled in, him last, and the ramp sealed behind them. Through the viewport he saw distant lights from the Purge facility, saw movement that might have been pursuit vehicles launching.

“Get us out of here,” Noah said.

Seraleth didn’t need clarification. The Grey family interceptor lifted off with acceleration that pressed everyone against whatever surface was nearest. Within seconds they were airborne and climbing hard, putting distance between them and what they’d barely escaped.

Nobody spoke. Just heavy breathing and the hum of engines pushing them south toward safety.

Then Diana stood up and turned on Lila.

“What the FUCK was that?!”

She crossed the ship’s interior in three strides. Lila was still sitting against the wall, her thermal suit was damaged and blood was running from a cut above her eye.

“I had an opening—”

“You had NOTHING!” Diana grabbed Lila by the front of her suit and hauled her upright. “You went rogue and compromised the entire mission! We were there to gather intel, not play fucking hero!”

“Get your hands off me.” Lila’s voice went cold.

“Or what?” Diana shoved her back against the wall. “You’ll freeze time? Use your telekinesis? Go ahead. See what happens.”

“Diana—” Noah started.

“NO!” Diana whirled on him. “She put the entire team at risk! Put the RECRUITS at risk! Valencia and Marcus could have been killed if those Purge forces reached our forward position!” She turned back to Lila. “And for what? Because you couldn’t control yourself for five fucking minutes?”

“That’s my fight down there.” Lila pushed Diana’s hands away. “My parents. My responsibility.”

“Your responsibility is to the team!” Diana was in her face now, barely controlled rage making her voice shake. “You answer to mission parameters. You answer to the people who have your back when shit goes sideways!”

“I don’t answer to you.”

Diana hit the wall beside Lila’s head. The impact was loud enough to make everyone in the ship flinch.

“You want to throw your life away chasing your parents? Fine. Do it on your own time. But you don’t get to drag us into your suicide mission!” Diana’s fist was still pressed against the wall, her whole body vibrating with barely contained violence. “We almost died down there because of you!”

“Enough,” Noah said. His voice carried command weight this time.

Diana held Lila’s stare for another moment before stepping back. She turned to Noah, and her expression was complicated—anger and concern and frustration all mixed together.

“Put a leash on your ex before she gets someone killed.”

The words hung in the air like poison. Lila’s face went completely blank, that dangerous kind of empty that preceded either violence or total shutdown.

Noah stood between them. “Everyone cool off. We just survived something that should have killed us. Save the anger for later.”

Diana stared at him for three more seconds, then moved to the far side of the ship. She sat down hard, her hands still clenched into fists.

Kelvin had been silent through the entire exchange, pressed against equipment storage like he could disappear into the walls. Now he caught Noah’s eye and gave a tiny shake of his head that said “not touching this with a ten-foot pole”

Noah sat down heavily. His mind kept replaying what they’d witnessed. Arthur founding the Purge. Harbingers cooperating with human forces instead of killing everything in sight. Portal technology being assembled for permanent gates between Earth and that red-sky world.

And underneath everything, one realization that made his chest tight: they were facing something bigger than Eclipse Faction could handle. Bigger than they’d imagined when they decided to quit the EDF and strike out on their own.

The Purge wasn’t just terrorists. Arthur wasn’t just an ancient enemy. The Harbingers weren’t just alien conquerors trying to wipe out humanity.

They were all connected. All working together toward something Noah couldn’t even begin to understand.

The ship flew East through darkness, carrying a team that had learned exactly how far out of their depth they really were.