Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur wasn\'t acting pessimistic. He wouldn\'t believe that such a grand prison would survive all this time thanks to the two forms of energies alone.

He believed there was still something hidden, some sort of trap. And that trap was designed to contain the originals, even if they came in such large numbers or held their full strength like now.

So he stayed behind while closely watching the attack of his originals. At the same time that gigantic ball of metal showed no signs of life at all, like the previous attack not only depleted the energies in this world, but also killed it.

"Rumble!"

Just before the one thousand originals would reach the ball, a sudden change occurred. The entire ball brimmed in flashes of strange white light that wasn\'t present before.

And with these flashes, the entire world rumbled like a thunderstorm was about to erupt here.

Even with these signs, Arthur didn\'t give the retreat order for his originals. He felt that the final trap was about to be exposed, and so he decided to keep his originals and even order Gege to push them forward.

The originals felt unease when these flashes appeared with the loud rumblings. Yet when Gege relayed Arthur\'s orders, they started to move forward again and attack the prison.

The first attacks landed fiercely over the outer surface of the ball and got absorbed inside some sort of a shield. However against a thousand terrifying originals, this shield was doomed to be broken.

It took roughly three hours to break it apart in a massive explosion that even sent the original mile back. A big mushroom cloud engulfed the entire prison with bright orange fire, then the fire conceded and only smoke remained.

"Is this all?" Arthur was skeptical about this. His instincts never failed him before, ever! So he frowned when he saw the shield getting breached, and the originals returning to devastate the entire metallic behemoth using their immense strength.

The devastation continued for an entire day. In front of Arthur\'s eyes, the prison was getting hacked and smashed to pieces under the deadly attacks of the originals.

One had to admit that the hatred these originals held inside their souls was something unbelievable. They lived their lives hating only this thing, with only their hatred towards the world\'s wills to go above it.

So when they got the chance, a chance to retaliate, a chance for revenge, every single one of them used his utmost strength and power to smash this prison into pieces.

However the size of that prison was really gigantic, like a massive flying rock. They kept hammering it for an entire day before they finally cracked open its defenses and finally its interior appeared to the eye.

"This… What is this place exactly?" under such light, Arthur could finally see the inside of the prison.

Unlike what he expected, the interior of that prison was like an enormous bee hive. Small cells were arranged in an organized manner, built one on top of another to reach a terrifying number.

Arthur thought that if he got to rescue ten thousand originals from that prison alive he would be considered lucky. But right now he was facing another situation.

All the cells held originals inside, alive and breathing. Long rods of purple ore with long spikes all over their courses were inserted into their limbs, bodies, and even necks and backs.

The rods were there to control them, Arthur could clearly see that. However, under the special vision of his, he could see flows of energy coming from each single original and passing through a solid network that ended together into a spherical space in the center of that prison.

For the first time Arthur found another clue about the secrets of this universe. In his eyes, these originals were confined here for fear of their strength or retaliation, but they looked like cattle stock for the world\'s wills.

It seemed impractical and literally impossible to think that these originals were the ones who survived from ages ago. The world\'s wills not only imprisoned the originals here, but also made sure to make them breed and reproduce.

In Arthur\'s eyes, he could clearly see this prison for its true color for the first time ever. It wasn\'t a prison, it was a farm! A massive farm designed and built for one specific purpose; breeding the originals and harvesting their body energy all the time.

"I want to see that space," as he reached this conclusion, Arthur desperately wanted to go towards that central sphere and explore its content.

If the world\'s wills took all this trouble to build such a place here, then they must have something to do with the energy absorbed from the original bodies.

Since he first acquired the originals, Arthur was fond of them. They were brutal, extremely strong, and above all very loyal to him.

So he tested them on many occasions. Even their corpses never missed his attempts to uncover the mysteries behind the original race.

Yet all he could find was an impressive amount of purple energy inside their bodies. Nothing more.

So when he saw these flows of energy, the ones that were shining in strange white light, the same white light that appeared on the surface of the prison before the attack, Arthur felt great urge to go there and analyze this energy.

However he didn\'t. The moment the inside of that farm appeared, he felt a strange aura scanning the world.

The aura\'s presence might be weak, but once it appeared Arthur instantly noticed it.

However when he tried to locate it, he was astonished to find its source coming from the same space he wanted to go and check; the central space of that farm.

"It\'s alive?!!" he couldn\'t help but get shocked. The aura was the sole evidence of this hypothesis, but it was enough. How does an aura appear from a dead object? Even if it came from energy, energies were considered dead.

So without any room for doubt, that space had a form of life. And as Arthur couldn\'t tell what this form of life was, and the fact that it was present in the heart of this prison, he decided to wait and patiently watch.