Beyond the Bloodline-Chapter 294: Threads of Conspiracy

The final motes of light drifted skyward before vanishing entirely.

Amara’s soul had passed on.

As Jamie sat in silence, staring at the corpse suspended beyond the sky, he contemplated the final pieces of information its owner had given him before her soul passed on to the underworld.

A Dragon of Death had been trying to take control of her body.

This piece of information resonated with Jamie for two reasons.

First, sometime last year, not long after his time in the danger zone on Anadus Prime, there had been a Space Beast attack on Gnocyl Prime.

He vividly recalled his battle with Irenot which he had used to restore his Cosmic Superiority.

He also recalled that the Space Beast’s soul was nowhere to be found after its death. It wasn’t in the underworld.

Jamie had suspected that the attack was merely a distraction and had instructed Lapis to investigate the ASB’s corpse.

Yet, when he later asked her about it—during the preparations for the Amphitheatre’s Opening Ceremony—she had reported nothing unusual. Everything had been as it should be.

Then, there was the second reason.

When Jamie returned to the Vela Galaxy and had his little run-in with the Elven Lord Kumal, he searched the soul of the dragon Kumal had been contracted with.

In doing so, he uncovered fragmented traces of information, hints of something planned for Pinecone and Zotov.

More than that was the fact that the dragon was someone’s [Retainer], and that someone was the one who had these plans for Pinecone and Zotov.

Now, Amara had just confirmed that a Dragon of Death was after her corpse.

So, there was the mysterious master of the Eight-headed Dragon from that snowy dimension, who was presumably a Dragon as well.

They were an existence who had plans for Pinecone.

Now, there was the Dragon of Death trying to control Amara’s corpse. Such a dragon would also be very capable of intercepting a soul before it could reach the underworld as well.

So far, the only reason this dragon had failed to gain control of Amara’s corpse was because she had still been ’alive’ somewhere.

But now that she was gone, like she had warned, they would face little resistance.

From his current location, Jamie extended his energy, scanning the corpse for any anomalies—but he found nothing out of place.

The man heaved an exasperated sigh.

Someone, or perhaps an entire group, was orchestrating a plan that involved Pinecone. And Jamie had a sinking feeling that with his current level of power, he wouldn’t be able to handle whatever it was they were planning.

Because if their scheme involved using Amara’s corpse...

Jamie’s gaze shifted upward, locking onto the massive corpse suspended beyond the sky. It was so enormous, with a gravitational pull strong enough to capture even stars in its field.

If they succeeded in resurrecting that—then the current him wouldn’t stand a chance. Jamie was certain of it.

Now, one might wonder why he wouldn’t simply leave Lapis to handle whatever problem Pinecone was faced with.

It shouldn’t be forgotten that Lapis was the Galactic Ruler of Pinecone. This was well within her job.

But whoever was behind these schemes had to know of Lapis’ existence. The fact that they were still moving forward with their plan meant they had a way to deal with her—something capable of keeping Lapis and her subordinates occupied while they used Amara’s corpse to accomplish their goal.

But Jamie couldn’t just let them do whatever they pleased with Amara’s body.

Not when he still hadn’t checked if Cassiel and Lapis’ husband’s souls were inside.

That was something he needed to confirm personally, by visiting the corpse and searching through it himself.

"It’ll be a while before I can cash in that favour from Ranus."

Jamie muttered to himself, thinking about the Eternal of Space he had visited near the end of last year.

"I’m in a hurry... but how could I not be, with everything happening around me? It’s almost as if they waited for me to lose my power before setting their plans into motion."

For some reason, Jamie had a nagging suspicion that this might actually be the case. But how could they have known?

Miranda. His mother. Denise. John. Olivia.

Aside from Daniella who stole his power in the first place, they were the only ones aware of his current weakened state. And none of them would be careless enough to let that information slip.

They knew how many malicious entities—both within and outside the Zanerth Universe—that Jamie kept in check just by existing.

There was no way they would risk letting information about him being weakened leak, not when it could invite Cosmic Beings from other universes to descend upon Zanerth, a universe already stretched thin with its own Cosmic Beings occupied elsewhere.

"It all comes down to regaining my power... and surpassing it."

Jamie clenched and unclenched his fists as he spoke, circulating his energy through the circuits in his arm.

Right now, his strength had recovered to that of a superior High-Tier Deity, the level of a Race King.

He’d recovered this much in such a short time because of Amara.

Normally, one would have expected Jamie to first reconnect her soul to her body, determine whether the souls of Cassiel and Lapis’ husband were trapped within, and then decide on his next course of action.

But that wasn’t what happened.

Instead, her soul had moved on before anything else. A side effect of what Jamie had done.

Just as Amara had said, Jamie had taken her power.

Using the law of absorption, he had absorbed in the energy that constituted her heart.

It didn’t matter what she had once been—Amara had evolved into a Space Beast. By default, her energy was spatially attributed.

And Jamie? He was the Child of Space.

Absorbing and converting her power had been effortless, far easier than even assimilating the energy from the Amphitheatre of Eternity’s Replica—even though the Replica’s power had originally stemmed from him.

Speaking of that power...

Jamie reached into the subspace and pulled out the condensed orb that contained the fragment from the Replica.

And that was where the problem began.

This was a fragment of power created when Jamie was at his peak. The Replica it had come from was strong enough to go up against an unserious John Cathedral.

There was no way he could bring it out without causing a disturbance.

And a disturbance it caused.

A very big one.

The moment Jamie brought out the orb, the energy within it reacted to his current power level and erupted.

In an instant, waves of overwhelming energy surged outward, sweeping across the planet like a tsunami.

For the record, Jamie was currently on Gnocyl Prime, a planet that had been previously confirmed to be even larger than dwarf stars.

And it had been entirely engulfed by the power from the orb in Jamie’s hand within seconds.

Communications collapsed, transmissions flickered and died as the energy pulse disrupted them.

Space twisted and warped, wrenching spaceships docked on both Gnocyl Prime’s moons and the space stations orbiting the planet and hurling them off course.

The energy wave continued to spread beyond the planet’s gravitational field, racing outward into the system.

The impact struck the magnetic fields of neighbouring planets with the force of a solar storm, causing violent disturbances in their atmospheres.

Even the asteroid belt over four planets away was not spared. Chunks of rock, some the size of mountains, were wrenched from their orbits, spiralling chaotically into space.

Had it not been for the universal laws anchoring the planetary orbits, the entire system might have been thrown into disarray.

Being both the hometown of Lapis’ grandmother and an important planet in the current Pinecone Galaxy, Gnocyl Prime was naturally overseen by Vampire Kings serving Lapis.

The moment they sensed the surge of energy, they wasted no time, violently tearing through the skies as they charged toward its source.

Their approach was anything but subtle—blistering speed, oppressive auras, and unchecked hostility radiated from their very being.

Even from a great distance, their voices rang out, filled with indignation and authority.

|Who dares unleash such chaos in OUR domain?!|

|Do you even know where you stand?!|

|Show yourself, fool, before we tear you apart for your insolence!|

They hadn’t even reached the scene yet, hadn’t even laid eyes on the one responsible, but their outrage was already on full display.