My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter  828  Abor - The Hidden

I hovered motionless over the shattered moon for a few moments. The knocked-out watchers stayed restrained next to me, their forms tightly secured by spatial restraints.

A recognizable red flash emerged at the brink of my awareness.

Silver.

He sliced through the void in his colossal shape, wings powerfully carving the empty expanse with forceful beats. Despite this immense size, his motion conveyed a feeling of restrained ferocity. As he drew near, he decelerated and transformed, red vapor contracting inward while his enormous body shrank down to his standard winged humanoid appearance. A handful of unconscious individuals drifted in a spatial grasp trailing behind him.

He glanced down at the pit below us and issued a soft whistle. "You didn't leave much behind."

"There was no need to," I responded.

He turned his eyes to the unconscious prisoners. "Same situation on the other moon. Small outpost beneath a hiding barrier. Main spire. Surveillance setups. Message hub. They were sending updates live."

I gave a single nod. "I discovered the identical setup here."

Silver's face grew a bit more serious. "Why two outposts? If one got exposed, the other could still transmit. Or they were double-checking each other."

"I'm not certain," I admitted truthfully. "Perhaps it was their method of overlapping watch. Or someone sought verification from two separate points before raising the alarm. Or maybe two rival groups needed the intel."

He cocked his head. "Which suggests they anticipated some kind of disruption eventually."

"I believe they did," I answered.

A short hush fell between us as we both pondered the meaning.

My features grew stern. "We'll hand these betrayers over to Lyrate. She can extract the truth from them."

Silver agreed promptly with a nod. "Let's head out."

I warped the space and dropped toward the world again. The arched skyline swelled quickly before us, the purple glow from my prior disturbance still lingering faintly in the air layers. In mere instants, we breached the higher atmospheres and materialized over the main city I'd spared earlier.

We lowered into the heart of the zone and dropped the unconscious prisoners onto the plaza floor in the wide square. They lay still.

Silver tucked his wings against his back. "Lyrate will relish this."

"She certainly will," I laughed lightly.

For an instant, I just stood in place and accessed the System panel.

Alerts poured into my sight.

[Level up!]

The initial wave raced by, showing the wipeout of the Eternals and Upper Transcendents. The boost wasn't slight. A rush of built-up experience caused a sudden leap.

My level spiked upward.

From the previous point, it leaped ahead and settled at 469. The following wave hit right after, linked to the massive ruin of the breeding sites, the extermination of Phantom troops. The rise was fierce. My level ascended once more.

Once the chain ended, my profile showed Level 487. Only 13 away from the Saint boundary.

Yet another alert appeared.

[Contract Nullified – Enforcement Clause with Hollow Star Terminated]

[Merit Gained: 5M]

I gazed at the message with wide eyes.

A contract worth five million merit points.

For a fleeting second, even I felt stunned by its magnitude.

"Hey, System, got any more contracts I can cancel?" I called out without delay.

I gave a quiet laugh and shook my head a little. "No worries. If you need me, you know where to find me."

Next, I checked the remaining alerts.

[Abominations Eliminated – Merit Calculated]

[Main Base Destroyed – Merit Calculated]

[Merit Gained: 3M]

Eight million merit points from one mission.

I couldn't help but appreciate that.

A faint grin formed on my lips. This was just a single output world, one multi-layered snare, one link in the chain. Yet the payoff had been huge.

Plenty more awaited. Additional outposts, other secret output sites, more lookout stations dotted the galaxy. If dismantling one node yielded this much, then methodically hitting the others would dismantle Hollow Star's functions entirely while speeding up my progress too.

I recalled Amun's requirements.

All my laws needed to hit Major Level Five. My body stats had to progress from Omega to Pre-Origin.

My soul stature must attain three hundred and thirty-three feet. And I needed to gather one hundred million merit points.

From that hundred million, I'd already secured 8M.

The location data from the moon relay stayed sharp in my thoughts. The web extended beyond this one world. This place served as an output hub and a surveillance point. Others surely existed.

I shut the System panel.

"For now," I murmured softly, "we await Lyrate's results."

Knight arrived first. A tiny shadow bird resembling a crow plummeted lifeless before me and Silver. Then it dissolved into vapor as Knight emerged.

Silver eyed him and questioned, "Was that dead bird meant for me?"

Knight angled his head. "What are you talking about?" Silver snorted back.

"I've collected what information I could," he stated, dipping his head toward me a touch.

"What did you uncover?" I inquired.

"This world is named Abor," he started. "It sits within the Core Sector of our galaxy."

My look intensified a fraction.

"The Core Sector," I echoed.

He affirmed with a nod. "Indeed. Far from the border skirmishes. Actually deep within. That's what renders this especially alarming."

He pressed on seamlessly. "Abor once held high-level Essence world status. Its air thickness and world ley lines produce superior ambient Essence. In history, it stood completely with the Prime Universe and got settled by the Gulbarian species. An aquatic folk, in fact. They aided the conflict in the initial Eternal assaults."

"Yet it was recorded as obliterated," Knight concluded.

"Doesn't seem obliterated to me." Silver commented.

Knight responded evenly. "Official logs indicate Abor perished in a key clash with Eternal troops. The accounts describe the world core failing and the crust crumbling. Distant probes back then verified huge spatial warping and wreckage."

He halted for a beat. "It was all faked."

"They faked the world's end," Silver grumbled close by.

"Precisely," Knight verified. "Based on their private files I accessed, Hollow Star and their Eternal partners staged a false wipeout. They controlled the whole deception."

"And in truth," I stated deliberately, "they hid the world."

"They did," Knight confirmed. "Abor lurks inside a thick asteroid field mostly of broken metal chunks. The field gets kept up artificially. Beyond that, a vast illusion barrier covers the nearby space. From beyond the edge, this area looks like barren emptiness."

"A void pocket," Silver whispered.

"Right," Knight said. "The illusion includes spatial suppression. Regular sensors pick up just leftover battle junk. The barrier also disrupts far-off teleport locks, rendering it almost impossible to pinpoint Abor's real position without insider marker tokens."

"The star tokens," I noted.

"Yes," Knight answered.

He went on, voice firm and exact. "Abor got chosen on purpose. Its Essence richness suits maintaining breeding activities. Moreover, the local space weave is unusually fragile. That flaw lets Eternals create steady teleport links with reduced pushback."

"So they made it a central point," I remarked.

"Beyond a central point," Knight adjusted mildly. "It serves as a key output and spread base."

He raised his hand a bit, and a hologram of the world appeared among us, with key areas lit up.

"Twenty-seven primary cities spread over the landmasses," he described. "Each one linked to an abomination breeding site, which I assume you obliterated."

His digit followed crimson spots on the display.

"Ninety-seven verified breeding areas," he proceeded. "Likely additional ones in isolated spots. These locations grew abominations in bulk. The beings got steadied, trained, and readied for shipment. Phantoms managed alteration phases. Chosen ones got sent via gateway systems to further sites galaxy-wide."

He met my gaze straight. "This world wasn't just sheltering troops. It was provisioning them."

Knight pressed forward. "Besides bio-output, Abor upheld relay webs tying to other hidden worlds."

I crossed my arms casually. "Links?"

"Solid ties to various worlds in the Core Sector and a few in edge zones," Knight replied. "The gateways here tune to set locations. They demand matching fixer gadgets or timed starts from the far end."

"So the gateways act as both supply routes and passage ways," I observed.

"Spot on," he said. "They enabled Hollow Star bosses and partner races—Nagas, Ferans, Elementals, and more—to come, plan, and shift supplies. From fiscal logs I cracked, Abor also acted as a high-stakes summit spot for top agents."

Silver exhaled lowly. "They stashed their prime outpost right in our territory's core."

Knight nodded slightly. "Yes. With Abor deemed gone, it was perfect."

He stopped, then shared the last bit.

"The illusion barrier around the asteroid field warps time scans too. Routine sweeps would cross this zone without noting gravity shifts. Unless one knew precisely where to probe, Abor would stay hidden forever."

"Wow, so much effort poured into this spot. Now, I'm tempted to claim it as our base." I said.