Vile Rabbit-Chapter 99: malavan prepare.

The scene of what just happened looped within Apexion's mind countless times. He analyzed every detail of the silent one, the vacuum around it, its aura, it's every movement.

How did the surrounding react when it appeared? How the laws around it were in a constant state of nullification, and replaced by its law of silence…

'A higher level of law that overrides all others… even my Apexion law was suppressed by around two percent, and I was not even there in person… and it could even perceive me through the clone and that was just a will projection, not its main self… why is the gap so big? It's about half as wide as the gap between me and the peak world stumper rank…' He wondered what his odds of surviving would be if he were to face that being at his current level. He thought of his Apexion law, the two main components of this law dominion, his endless desire to stand above all others, and ascension, his endless desire to evolve and ascend to a higher and superior being so that he could rightfully enforce his dominion on all inferior beings.

The minor components are his aspects of spirits on his emotional side, such as envy, greed, cautiousness, etc.

Within his domain, he could enforce all the components of his law, dominion, dominating over all things that enter, material or immaterial, and influenced things to ascend to a higher level. Those things have to be within a certain tier of existence for his law to work on them, of course.

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He also thought of the countless devices and tools that he had up his furs.

With all of that in mind, the conclusion he came up with was that in a face to face confrontation, he would have a seventy percent chance of surviving, and that's just for that projection… As for how he would fare against its main self, for that he could only make predictions, and the conclusions were abysmal a five percent chance of survival…

He didn't like the outcome of those predictions, not one bit. The knowing that there are still creatures out there that could possibly extinguish him with a wave of their hands irritates him down to his spirit.

'I have to speed up my advancement.'

He thought of the many ways that he could increase his strength. One was to comprehend other laws that were somewhat of a similar quality as his and then burn said law as fuel to propel his law to a higher level. But how difficult was it to comprehend a law of the same quality as his Apexion law? His law wasn't ordinary; even if one comprehended and fused a hundred laws, the quality wouldn't come close to his…

He thought of many ways that he could accelerate this process. A second later, his eyes flashed. 'Spread my path.' Yes, the more creatures tread his path, the more boost he gains in his already godly comprehension… Now trillions of creatures walk his path, and the boost he gets from all of them is about a two percent enhancement in comprehension. If it wasn't for him being a seven-tier being, it would have been a lot more… And two percent might not be a lot, but what if he spread his path to ten other realms, at least quadrillions of creatures, and that two percent turned to ten, twenty, forty, or even a hundred…

'Let's send out more clones to explore the outer realms, and I will also create groups of explorers with the sole aim of discovering realms for me.'

With that in mind, he waved his hand, and a figure appeared before him, Malavan who stood around in the endless darkness with a startled expression. A second later, he dropped to his knees.

"Master!"

"Malavan, I have a task for you… You are to lead a group of creatures into the unknown darkness. Your aim is to discover other worlds and invade them, and spread my path through out it. But if you should discover that you can't invade it, you are to relay its location to me… You don't have to worry about the method of traveling and navigating through the darkness; I will take care of that. All you have to do is assemble the creatures you wish to go with you and prepare… I give you one hundred years," said Apexion in a calm tone. After which, he waved his hand, and before Malavan could reply, his vision shifted once more, and he was now standing inside his tower again.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind. He thought of the dangers that such a venture would entail, what type of preparation he would need, and what type of creature would be willing to go on such a venture. What type of creature would be willing to leave all they known behind and enter into the dark and unknown with the possibility of death… and he would prefer if those creatures had innate abilities centered around survivability, such as healing. Obviously, he could just force creatures to go with him, but that was not his way of doing things...

His eyes flickered, and he vanished, reappearing inside a citadel that floated in the vacuum sometime later. This citadel was huge, thousands of kilometers tall, and it radiated the aura of hybrids… this citadel was the main headquarters of the hybrid alliance that he was the leader of. He gazed at the colorful, hundreds-of-kilometers-tall bell before him, and his right hand flashed, and,

Dong!

The sound of an ancient bell rang out, spreading for millions of kilometers. The sound alerted millions of hybrids that instantly gazed toward the citadel and then flashed to it.

Soon many vibrant and colorful creatures appeared before him. He calmly gazed at them and then started to issue a notice that he was recruiting creatures. He stated what he was recruiting them for and listed the possible pros and cons of accepting his recruitment.