My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 818 A Trap

The gaze of the fox woman stayed firmly fixed on mine, the area surrounding her held in stasis by my command. For a series of prolonged moments, she avoided blinking, leading me to question if the subtle trace I had picked up was just a random encounter instead of true loyalty.

She then blinked a single time. Fear showed in her pupils, yet I caught a subtle smirk starting to curve her lips.

"I will tell you about the Star," she declared at last.

The instant those words slipped from her lips, a circle burst into existence right under my feet. My earlier check had missed it entirely, and no runes could be seen carved on the ground or hovering in the atmosphere. I responded without delay, stretching my awareness further, focusing on depth over breadth this time. That's when they came into view—three little Feran statues positioned casually throughout the store, set up in a pattern that looked like mere artistic balance. These weren't simple decorations. Hidden inside each one were spatial activators, linking together to build a sharp triangular anchoring setup. The teleportation circle wasn't inscribed on the floor; it was cast and kept active via those three pieces, concealed perfectly until the moment it fired up.

It blazed to life in a flash, layers of the spatial array unfolding quicker than my Psynapse could break it down.

I chose not to fight it head-on.

The circle triggered. Reality twisted, and the shop disappeared from my sight.

I found myself on parched soil.

A harsh breeze raced over a desolate expanse, bearing grit that had forgotten any trace of vitality long ago. The heavens hung dull overhead. The terrain split in sharp fissures extending to a distant edge where no vegetation stirred and no motion occurred.

This was a lifeless world, and I was on a forsaken field of battle.

Three shapes loomed ahead of me.

They had been expecting me.

In the middle towered a rock-skinned Elemental, with earthy energy lines throbbing evenly under his exterior. On his right was a Feran female, her shoulders draped in feathers. On his left waited a thunder Elemental, sparks of azure power dancing idly along her limbs.

The rock Elemental broke the silence first.

"We were beginning to wonder if you would take the bait," he rumbled, his tone low and solid.

"So this was Selara's purpose," I responded coolly, sweeping my senses across the terrain again. "A trap."

The Feran female cocked her head a bit. "A filtration net," she adjusted. "You move unpredictably. It was only a matter of time before you searched for a thread. We simply made sure the thread led somewhere useful."

I pushed my detection further, hunting for hidden figures, secret realms, stacked arrays.

"Are you the only three here?" I inquired.

The thunder Elemental gave a slight grin. "Is that concern I hear?"

"No," I stated flatly. "It determines how much effort I will use."

The rock Elemental's lines glowed more intensely.

"You have caused us measurable damage," he declared. "A relay destroyed. Multiple Tier assets erased. Our envoy is displeased."

"And yet you are still aligning with the Eternals," I countered. "Why betray your own universe?"

A flicker of steel entered the Feran woman's look.

"Betrayal implies obligation," she noted. "We don't believe in ours and theirs."

"The Eternals are not invaders," the thunder Elemental chimed in. "They are evolution. They reshape stagnation."

I fixed my eyes on them.

"You call erasure evolution?"

"We call it survival," the rock Elemental shot back.

I let out a measured breath.

"Wrong answer. And by the way, who is this envoy you are talking about? Is it an Eternal, or one of our own?"

The rock Elemental released a deep, gravelly laugh, echoing like rolling stones.

"It does not matter," he answered steadily. "You will not leave this place alive."

I let out a soft whistle, eyeing each of them in turn with no sign of strain in my bearing.

"What makes you so confident?" I questioned evenly. "The three of you are nowhere near enough for this. I just want information, where is the Trunk Gate?"

They answered with motion. The atmosphere changed, and they struck first.

The thunder Elemental's influence spread out in a heartbeat, bolts lashing in organized patterns. The rock Elemental pounded the ground once, turning the broken soil under me into solid spires that thrust up to confine my steps. The Feran female streaked into the air, gusts swirling about her while keen sound edges materialized behind her.

I remained in place, observing as they set up their assaults without shifting an inch. Each operated in the upper four hundreds, near Level 490, marking them as experienced High Transcendents with polished command of their core laws. In typical situations, taking them out would demand little exertion. But ending them wouldn't help my goals. They'd put effort into crafting this ambush just for me. To locate their real hideout and reveal the so-called envoy's identity, I required them awake and able to talk.

Thus, I resolved to overcome them with their individual forces.

Power surged through my pathways, bursting forth as thunder heeded my summons. Purple flashes erupted around me, cracking fiercely in the arid atmosphere of the barren orb. I lifted my palm and aimed at the thunder Elemental. Energy coalesced right before it, squeezing into a dense focus before blasting out with a deafening roar. A streak of purple thunder hurtled directly at her, so swift that despite her strength, she scarcely managed a response. She melted into raw lightning, scattering right as it hit, then reformed a few paces to her side.

The streak pressed on and hit the split terrain, exploding in a savage burst that ripped the surface apart.

She had no moment to regain balance.

I unleashed two more streaks in quick bursts. Now, as she scattered to dodge, the streaks bent in midair and chased her like hunting beasts. Tension etched her features while she stayed in pure form beyond her plans, dodging over and over to evade being pinned.

I shifted focus to the rock Elemental, who had been eyeing the thunder woman over me.

"You should pay attention here," I remarked coolly while gesturing with my hand.

The earth under me quaked hard before tearing open. A huge grip of packed dirt and rough stone rose with brutal power, then smashed down at the spires he'd raised and his massive frame. He moved fast, lifting an arm to erect a thick barrier of hardened rock over himself. The falling grip smashed into it, fracturing the shield right away as the nearby spires crumbled to debris. He sank to a single knee from the force but stayed upright.

"Good," I noted casually.

I gestured once more. Yet another giant dirt fist burst from below the initial one and hammered down with superior might.

BOOM!

The follow-up blow shattered his guard. The barrier fell apart completely, and the mass of both grips plunged him into the split earth, entombing him beneath piled rock.

From the side of my vision, I noted the thunder Elemental dodging the chasing streaks. I reached out toward her again, forming two extra purple bolts that raced to her spot, ramping up the strain.

Finally, I looked up at the Feran woman.

She hadn't joined the fray yet. She watched and assessed, and the faint change in her stance revealed her intent clearly.

Escape.

"No," I stated bluntly. "I won't allow that."

Her eyes flared just a touch, verifying my guess.