Chapter 186
Our Discord Server: https://discord.gg/PazjBDkTmW
You can buy coins here to unlock advanced chapters: https://gravitytales.com/coins-purchase-page/
Chapter 186: Farewell, Cage!
The central spire is truly no place for humans. Just standing here, he felt the atmosphere was oppressive and chilling. If he had to stay here all day, it would surely shave years off his life…
With lingering fear, he silently cursed in his heart while continuing to move forward.
The orange light strips guided his path to the exit, yet they instilled another kind of dread in him.
There were no cameras in sight, yet it felt as though the spire could always sense his exact location.
The deputy captain couldn’t comprehend it; his education and experience were utterly useless here. The only thing he could do was quicken his pace, to escape this terrifying and unfamiliar environment and return to his comfort zone.
In the dim room, after the deputy captain left, bright lights gradually illuminated the standard cubic space.
Nia removed her hood and exhaled a heavy breath.
These damn rules, this damn sense of ceremony.
Although Nia had many grievances against the other council members, she was still outnumbered and weak.
Those council members who were also part of the inheritance faction were ostensibly on the same side as her, but in reality, their ideologies were quite different.
Like Nia, she truly detested the act of putting on airs in front of other humans.
But rules were rules; as long as the first generation of council members hadn’t all passed away, she had to comply.
However, Nia was truly fed up with this damn hood—
As the master of the largest Dark Market in Hope City, she had to wear a hood when she was out among the people, and now she had to wear one even when meeting humans in the spire…
It was no better here than outside; adjusting the temperature was nearly impossible…
Nia didn’t dwell on it further and shifted her thoughts to the matter of Luke’s disappearance.
She pressed on the metallic surface of the desk, which quickly split open to reveal a long seam, unveiling a display screen.
She skillfully entered a series of passwords to verify her identity and then located Luke’s current coordinates:
In the Southern District of the inner city, on the bridge where Factory Second Street met the Artificial River…
With a flick of her fingers, Luke’s coordinates became clearer:
It seemed to be… next to a trash can.
Just as Nia raised an eyebrow, intending to retrieve the past week’s coordinate trajectory, the figure of Luke on the screen suddenly moved.
Watching the green-lit humanoid marker leave the bridge and enter another street, a heavy weight finally lifted from Nia’s heart.
She had thought something had happened, but it appeared everything was normal; he must have found some clues and was preparing to follow up…
However, considering his almost abrupt departure, Nia frowned again.
She secretly resolved that once Luke completed this mission, she would have to emphasize the importance of rules to him again.
Logically, someone like Luke, coming from a superpowered family, should understand these things, but recalling his recent setbacks made Nia quickly empathize with his behavior.
He probably just wanted to prove himself.
Well then, she would wait to see the results of this action before deciding how to handle this disappearance.
—
“Calm your breathing, calm your breathing.”
"Steady your heartbeat, steady your heartbeat.
"Focus your mind, focus your mind."
In the pitch-black darkness, Luke’s lips moved silently, yet he could still hear his own voice.
He was attempting to awaken his abilities.
Based on his slightly disoriented sense of time, it should have been the second or third day since his imprisonment and the surgery to remove his powers.
The blood had dried, and though the wound wasn’t stitched, it had begun to scab over. As long as he didn’t move too vigorously, it would hold.
By now, the nutritional paste had run out, and he could last at most another forty-eight hours in this iron cage.
These critical forty-eight hours would determine whether he could successfully escape.
Though it had been some time since he last used his original abilities, Luke was no stranger to the sensation.
He knew exactly what level his powers could reach.
In close-range protection, his abilities were even stronger than his father’s, limited only by his current energy level and the range of his powers.
If he could restore his strength to what it was before the suppressor was implanted, breaking through the iron bars before him would be no trouble at all.
What he repeated now were the words his father had often whispered to him in his childhood.
Luke believed that since the suppressor needed to remain in place rather than being a permanent solution, it must have an expiration.
This duration could be a day, a week, or even longer—he had no way of knowing.
But he was determined to give it everything he had.
Luke leaned against the corner of his cell, eyes closed, silently reciting the mantra his father had taught him.
His thoughts drifted back to his childhood, to the days spent with his father.
Though he had never known his mother, he had never lacked for love.
In an instant, the past Luke seemed to merge with the present, and a faint purple glow flickered in his hand.
The light flashed like lightning in the dark night, appearing and vanishing in an instant.
Though it was only a brief glimmer, for Luke, who had been deprived of light for so long, it felt as though the glow pierced through his eyelids, awakening him completely.
"That’s it!"
Luke’s spirits surged, his entire body entering an excited state.
But this didn’t lead to progress; due to his instability, he failed to succeed again for the next half hour.
Only when he calmed himself and returned to that overlapping state of past and present did he awaken his abilities a second time.
This time, the purple glow lasted several seconds longer than before.
Though it dissipated before he could fully shape it, Luke realized something crucial:
The suppressor’s effect was fading!
He no longer allowed himself to become aimlessly excited, knowing it would only drain his energy faster.
He focused fiercely on maintaining stability in his abilities, resting at intervals before attempting again.
Though his physical reserves dwindled, the duration of his powers grew.
Gradually, Luke began to shape and move them with some control.
Time became irrelevant, and when he felt countless silvery glowing dots appear before his eyes, his power finally broke through some invisible barrier and fully awakened!
"Creeeak!"
The sound of solid iron bars bending echoed in the quiet darkness.
Luke rose from the ground and strode out of the cage, bathed in the purple glow, like a vengeful figure returning from exile.
"Clap, clap, clap."
Suddenly, a crisp, rhythmic applause rang out ahead.
In the flickering light, Luke saw a tall, slender man with long white hair leaning against a concrete pillar.
He had been waiting for Luke.
