LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 547: Behind the War 2
"How accurate is this information?" he asked.
"I’m not sure," Draven replied. "These texts have likely been exaggerated over time. Some parts might be true, but others could have been romanticized."
"You’re right. I think the part about Lilith being smarter and stronger than the first man is complete bullshit."
"Are you sure?" Draven raised an eyebrow, his voice tinged with amusement. "She did manage to fool you."
Reign’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening as irritation flashed in his eyes.
"Don’t remind me," he snapped, his fists clenching. "Besides, it’s not over yet. I promise myself that I’ll kill her with my own hands."
Draven eyes narrowed with concern.
"I don’t think you should fight her. You’re still at the Demon King level, and with your talent, I’m sure in a few years you could become the strongest this world had ever seen...But that’s hypothetical. Right now, she could kill you in an instant."
’Years?’
Reign sneered inwardly.
He could become a Demon God as soon as he returned to his original body. And even without that, his meta-human form was more than enough to defeat Lilith, given the right circumstances.
Despite his annoyance, he decided not to dwell on it.
He realized that Draven was too ignorant to understand that the most dangerous being on the planet right now wasn’t Lilith, Satan, or Lucifer. It was none other than him.
"Do you think you can win against the three of them?" he asked, trying to stir the conversation.
"I’m glad you think so highly of your grandfather, but asking me to fight all three of them at once is pushing it," Draven replied with a smirk.
"Well, I was just asking. You keep saying you’re the strongest demon after all, so I wanted to see how confident you really are." Discover stories at NovelBin.Côm
"You really are my grandson," Draven laughed aloud, the tension between them easing for a moment.
The conversation continued as Reign kept asking more questions about the current state of things, trying to get a clearer picture of the war.
Then, Draven brought up a topic. "Would you be interested in joining me?"
Reign was confused, "Join you? Where?"
Draven’s smile widened. "To visit Central City. It’s the stronghold of humanity. I’m going to attend a meeting there regarding the war. Thought you might want to see it for yourself."
Reign looked at him, intrigued but cautious. "A meeting? Why do you want me there?"
"Because, whether you like it or not, humanity will play a major role in this war. And I think it’s time you understood why they’re worth sparing,"
"I see. Well, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to take a look."
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Both of them stepped out a teleportation portal, but this time it looked more mechanical—humanity’s own version. It was impressive just how quickly they had reverse-engineered the blueprint Draven had provided.
"So this is Central City? Wow, this is totally unexpected," Reign remarked, unable to hide his surprise.
Even someone like him couldn’t help but be impressed by what he was witnessing.
This place was regarded as the most advanced and safest place in the west.
Unlike the other cities, it didn’t belong to any specific Tier, because it was home to the strongest, wealthiest, and most intelligent humans.
But what truly set Central City apart was not just its influence or its position as a hub for the elite.
Despite being smaller than some Tier 4 cities, it retained its prestigious status due to several key factors.
The most notable of these was its location: the city was perched atop a towering, steep mountain.
This natural fortress made it nearly impossible for any enemy to approach undetected.
Interestingly, the corrupteds—despite their vast numbers and relentless nature—never ventured to this place, and none of their flying variants ever made it past the mountain’s heights.
For reasons no one could explain, the city remained untouched even to this day, adding to its aura of safety and invincibility.
The duo were greeted by two humans who led them to a driverless flying car. From the window, Reign got a clear view of everything.
Inside Central City, the architecture stood out in stark contrast to the larger, sprawling Tier 1 cities.
Its compact layout, built to fit atop the mountain’s jagged terrain, was a marvel of engineering and design.
The buildings were sleek and modern, with a distinct vibe—towering structures of metal and glass, their surfaces gleaming under the neon glow of advertisements and holographic billboards.
Despite their height, none of the buildings surpassed 20 floors, giving the city a grounded yet futuristic feel.
The streets were layered in a dizzying fashion, with six or seven levels of roads stacked upon one another, each level buzzing with activity.
The uppermost layers were often dominated by flying vehicles—sleek, hovering cars and drones darting between the skyscrapers, their lights blinking and flashing.
Below, the lower roads were busy with pedestrians, cyclists, and delivery bots, moving briskly through the city’s ever-changing landscape.
Walking down the neon-lit streets, one couldn’t help but notice how the citizens themselves seemed to blend seamlessly with the technology around them. It wasn’t just a city of innovation—it was a city of transformation.
Most of the people strolling had become more machine than human. Their bodies bore the marks of cybernetic enhancement, with metal limbs replacing flesh, artificial organs keeping their bodies running smoothly, and implanted tech augmenting their abilities.
Eyes gleamed with the glow of augmented reality, capable of projecting images, accessing information, or even communicating silently through neural connections.
Robotic hands moved with precision, effortlessly manipulating objects or interacting with digital interfaces embedded in their surroundings.
Some had even replaced entire limbs with sleek mechanical arms or legs, the metal polished to perfection and designed for both strength and agility.
Others had implanted advanced computing systems directly into their brains, allowing them to interface with the city’s vast network of information without a single touch.
They could access data, communicate with others, and control machines—all with the mere thought.
In this city, the line between human and machine had blurred, creating a society that thrived on both technological progress and personal evolution.