Timeless Assassin - Chapter 1015 Doom

Chapter 1015 Doom

(Meanwhile, Planet Ixtal)

After Raymond’s conquest of the Cult Lands, Ixtal, like many other planets caught in the wake of that campaign, had been left in complete ruin, its cities fractured, its infrastructure reduced to debris, and its people scattered between survival zones and the relative safety of the Time Stilled World.

As it was not until Leo ascended as the Cult Master that the true reconstruction of Ixtal began in earnest, as organized efforts replaced desperate patchwork repairs and long-term rebuilding plans were finally set into motion across the shattered planet.

Entire sectors that had previously stood as skeletal reminders of conflict were gradually brought back to life, rising beneath layers of scaffolding and controlled mana furnaces that worked day and night to reshape broken stone and twisted metal.

Merchants reopened modest stalls along newly repaired avenues, children’s laughter cautiously returned to public squares, and the Cult’s banners, once torn and faded, were raised again with renewed purpose as hope slowly began to replace the fear that had once gripped the planet’s heart.

Although the scars of battle still lingered across the horizon and certain regions remained sealed for long-term restoration, the general sentiment across Ixtal had shifted from survival to rebuilding, as families began reclaiming homes, soldiers resumed structured patrols instead of emergency mobilizations, and for the first time in a long while, the planet no longer felt like a battlefield but a homeland struggling its way back toward normalcy.

(Meanwhile, Su Pei)

Within one of the partially reconstructed districts, Su Pei stood alone

amidst a shoddy training ground, focusing entirely on his own advancement as he cycled mana through his body in disciplined intervals, striking reinforced targets with measured force to refine both control and efficiency.

*PLOP*

*BOOOM*

Unlike his usual duties of shadowing the Skyshard Family and ensuring their safety against unseen dangers, today Su Pei had chosen to take a day off and train, for he did not wish to stagnate as a warrior even though he doubted his potential to ever rise to a Demi God.

*Sigh*

A heavy exhale left his lungs as he completed another sequence of controlled strikes, the air around him rippling faintly with Monarch-level pressure while distant workers paused momentarily to observe the reassuring sight of a high-ranking protector training openly among them, a subtle reminder that the Cult’s strength remained intact.

It was then, without warning and without gradual distortion, that the space above Ixtal tore open.

*FWOOSH*

A Fourth Dimensional Portal manifested high in the sky, its edges sharp and stable, as Kaelith emerged from within.

*Choke*

*Kneel*

Almost immediately, an oppressive pressure covered the entire planet, as Kaelith remained suspended in the air with his robes unruffled and his posture immaculate, as he swept his gaze across Ixtal’s rebuilding cities with cold appraisal.

“Fuck me….”

Su Pei muttered under his breath as the realization settled heavily in his chest, his instincts flaring sharply as they locked onto the overwhelming presence above, as in that single, silent instant, he understood with brutal clarity that he was going to die soon.

*Clench*

Su Pei’s jaw tightened as he tore his gaze away from the suffocating figure suspended in the heavens and instinctively glanced down at the timepiece wrapped around his wrist, its display flickering faintly as it showed the time.

5:20 p.m.

The clock read, as his throat went dry.

Five to six was the Lord’s daily training window, the one hour where Leo vanished from Ixtal without fail to pursue personal growth….

Which meant there were at least forty minutes before he would return…..

Forty minutes that Ixtal likely did not possess.

*Sigh*

A hollow breath escaped him as conflicting emotions tangled in his

chest.

“I don’t know whether to be relieved or devastated that the Lord isn’t here right now,” Su Pei muttered quietly, his eyes never leaving the distant silhouette above.

“Maybe it’s for the best… because even though I believe in miracles, I don’t think even the Lord would survive a direct assault from the

Eternal Sovereign at his current strength.”

There was no bitterness in his tone, only realism sharpened by

experience, as he looked at his trembling hands in disgust, before eventually clenching his fists, as he resisted Kaelith’s pressure.

*Alarms blaring*

*Commoners screaming*

All around him, common civilians had already started to collapse in panic as alarms began to echo through half-reconstructed districts that had only just begun to feel safe again.

As many just like Su Pei realized that Kaelith coming to Ixtal could

only mean disaster for them.

“I guess this is it for me….”

Su Pei muttered, as he straightened slowly, his aura expanding forward, as he lifted himself deliberately into the sky with measured composure, acknowledging without hesitation that until Leo returned, he was the sole shield standing between Ixtal and annihilation.

High above, Kaelith observed the movement with mild curiosity.

For a fleeting moment, as he hovered over the recovering planet, something unbidden stirred within him.

It had been a few millennia since he last stood above Ixtal’s skies, and despite everything that had transpired, there had once been years of his life where this world had felt like home.

He remembered its former skyline, its unscarred continents, the way

its mana currents had once flowed clean and uninterrupted when he was still a kid.

As for a brief second, disbelief flickered through him at how desolate

it currently appeared.

However, sentiment, once acknowledged, was dismissed, as the softness evaporated as quickly as it had surfaced and was instead replaced by the cold resolve that had brought him here.

“Hmm.”

He raised an eyebrow as his senses swept across the planet in search

of greater resistance.

There were Transcendents scattered throughout the cities, soldiers

scrambling into formation, defensive arrays activating too slowly to matter, yet among them only one Monarch-tier signature ascended to

meet him.

Su Pei.

Kaelith’s gaze sharpened.

He had come for one target and one target alone, Leo Skyshard, yet the absence of the Cult Master at such a moment intrigued him.

“Is this all that stands between me and Ixtal?” he murmured softly, as Su Pei continued rising through the heavens, alone and unwavering, toward a battle he already knew he could not win.