100\% DROP RATE : Why is My Inventory Always so Full?-Chapter 424 - Two Laws

Once Eirene understood the principle behind the void disc, she adapted almost instantly.

The disc was simple in concept and brutal in cost. Distance had a price. Space demanded fuel. The farther the leap, the more violent the consumption.

So naturally, Lucien expected the first jump to require another painful amount of stored energy.

That problem lasted all of three breaths.

Then Eirene solved it.

Lucien watched her place one hand over the Void Disc.

Her aura thinned.

Her Law unfolded like a scale becoming visible over the world.

The Law of Equivalence.

At first, nothing seemed to happen.

Then Lucien felt the surroundings change.

A section of pressure disappeared from the air. Weight shifted. A faint silver thread ran from the wind, from the latent force inside stones, from the accumulated vitality sleeping in roots beneath the earth, and into the disc.

They were reassigned.

Lucien’s eyes narrowed.

Eirene was not merely "adding energy."

She was identifying values.

Then she was declaring them equivalent to what the Void Disc needed and balancing the exchange under her Law.

The disc, empty one moment, filled the next.

No manual channeling was needed.

Lucien stared.

That was not just powerful.

That was elegant in a way that made brute force look embarrassing.

Eirene lowered her hand and the disc hummed with readiness.

Lucien glanced at her.

Eirene smiled faintly.

He did not say anything.

Some Laws were best admired from a respectful distance until their wielder decided to explain them.

Seeing his silence, Eirene’s amusement deepened slightly.

"Shall we go to the first location?" she asked. "It lies below the Sareth Region."

Lucien’s eyes brightened at once.

"Great."

He looked down once more.

Far below them, Lootwell was still being raised.

Then he turned back to Eirene.

"Let’s go ourselves. No need to disturb the others."

Eirene nodded.

Since she held both the coordinates and the now-charged disc, she activated the Covenant of Pathless Sovereignty herself.

Space folded.

The two of them vanished.

•••

The next moment, the two of them appeared in a canyon.

The air was dry, the light thin, and the silence was oppressive enough that even sound seemed reluctant to exist there for long.

Lucien looked around.

Black rock walls rose on both sides like the ribs of some dead titan. The canyon floor was cracked and bare. No birds, no beasts, and no wind loud enough to interrupt the hush.

A fitting place for Stillness indeed.

Eirene walked ahead without hesitation with the quiet certainty of someone following memory instead of tracks.

Lucien followed.

Eventually she stopped before a large rock formation.

At first glance it appeared ordinary, just another wall of canyon stone shaped by old erosion.

At second glance, it was not.

Lucien saw the seams.

There were hairline gaps too precise to be natural, and the weight distribution was far too deliberate.

The whole formation felt less like a cliff and more like a sealed gate pretending to be one.

Eirene stepped forward and placed her palm upon it.

The rock reacted immediately.

Runes bloomed across the surface, sliding over the stone like moonlight remembered how to think.

Lucien watched in silence.

The runes shifted under Eirene’s guidance.

It was a puzzle.

No, more than that.

A sequence lock based on alignment, not language.

She moved the runes slowly until they formed the shape of a moon in its first rise.

Then came the sound.

Click.

The rock shuddered and slid aside, revealing a dark path beyond.

Lucien smiled.

"Elegant."

Eirene said nothing.

She simply went in.

They entered the tunnel.

As they walked deeper, wall torches lit one by one in their wake, as if the place recognized that inheritance had returned.

At the end of the tunnel stood another door.

This one was metallic... and massive.

It was sealed with the same refined simplicity Lucien had begun associating with Stillness.

Eirene opened it as easily as if she were lifting a curtain.

The chamber beyond made Lucien’s eyes brighten immediately.

Mountains of spirit crystals.

The chamber was vast, and the crystals filled it like a frozen sea of condensed wealth. High-grade veins ran through the piles like pale rivers. Some were so dense they had half-formed into spirit crystal mountains of their own, naturally condensed by time and sealed law-pressure.

Lucien could already tell.

This site was at least comparable to what they had taken from the Palace of Stillness before.

And beneath those visible mountains, he could feel signatures.

Hidden things. Artifacts. Sealed boxes. Treasures buried under crystal weight.

Lucien stepped in slowly as his gaze swept the chamber.

Eirene did not look at the treasure first.

She looked at him.

And when she saw the satisfaction in his eyes, a small smile appeared on her lips.

That alone seemed enough for her.

This place would belong to him now.

And through him, to Lootwell.

But just then—

Space tore open outside the resource site.

A void rift.

Both Lucien and Eirene felt it at once.

Eirene turned immediately.

"Brother Luc," she said, already moving, "take everything first. I’ll hold whoever it is."

Lucien nodded without wasting a breath.

Eirene dashed outward.

Lucien moved deeper into the chamber.

He expanded his Domain at once.

It surged outward and covered the entire vault.

Then, with a single thought, he pulled.

Spirit crystals vanished in continents of glittering light as he drew them into himself. The hidden artifacts came too, dragged free from beneath the piles and swallowed by his inner world.

The chamber emptied with violent speed. A place that had held enough wealth to reshape a city became bare stone in moments.

When he finished, there was nothing left.

Lucien turned and exited immediately.

•••

Outside, the canyon sky had already changed.

A Void-Walker hovered above the stone. A Void Sovereign, equivalent to an Eternal.

The good news was simple.

It had come alone.

The more surprising sight, however, was Eirene.

She was doing well. She was forcing the Void-Walker to actually fight.

Her Law of Equivalence was nothing like Lucien’s first impression of it.

In her hands, it was not a gentle balancing principle.

It was a judicial violence.

The Void-Walker cut the air with a crescent of spatial force.

Eirene shifted one hand.

The attack did not disappear.

It reappeared beneath the Void-Walker’s own feet as an equal downward impact, smashing the air under it into a heavy burst that threw its body slightly upward and off-balance.

The creature’s geometric face twisted.

Vines erupted from the canyon floor.

But they were not ordinary vines.

Eirene had balanced their softness against tensile force, their growth against piercing velocity. They moved like living spears that could bend, bind, and strike all at once.

The Void-Walker answered with a fan of crystalline void shards.

Eirene raised her hand again.

The shards met her Law and changed.

Their cutting force was equated into pressure.

The air around the Void-Walker suddenly thickened like an unseen mountain had been hung around its limbs. Its movement slowed for a crucial instant.

That instant was enough.

The vines reached it.

They wrapped one arm.

Then the torso.

Then the left leg.

The Void-Walker tore free with brute void strength, shredding the growth in a burst of star-dark energy.

But Lucien understood now.

Equivalence did not just trade energy.

It redefined relationships between forces.

Sharpness for weight.

Distance for pressure.

Velocity for impact.

Softness for restraint.

In the hands of someone precise enough, anything incoming became material.

Anything material became a weapon.

The Void-Walker still tried to sound unconcerned.

Its voice descended like old metal dragged across stone.

"I had thought I sensed a worthy fragrance. Yet I find only two lesser things rummaging through silence."

Its geometric face turned toward the open vault behind them.

"This place carries the breath of Stillness. Whatever lay within was never meant for your hands."

Lucien did not answer.

He only looked at Eirene.

Eirene, for her part, had no interest in talking.

The Void-Walker noticed.

Its tone sharpened.

"You dare disregard me?"

It spread its arms.

Then, it activated Starlit Codex.

Lucien’s eyes narrowed.

Soul attack.

The technique flashed.

An invisible strike shot toward Eirene.

Lucien moved to intervene—

Then stopped.

Because the attack halted midway.

And...

The canyon had fallen into perfect quiet.

Lucien turned.

Eirene stood where she had been, one hand still lowered, the other slightly raised.

Around her moved two Laws.

The first was Equivalence.

The second—

Stillness.

Lucien’s eyes changed.

The soul attack hung in the air like a blade trapped in amber.

Even the drifting dust nearby had ceased moving.

The Void-Walker’s arrogance cracked for the first time.

"You..."

Its voice lowered.

"Thou wieldest two Laws."

Eirene finally spoke.

Her voice was soft.

And somehow colder than the canyon.

"I borrowed one."

Then she closed her hand.

The frozen soul attack shattered like thin glass.

Lucien smiled slowly.

Now the fight had become worth watching.