My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 826 A Hidden Base

Outside the obvious city areas, containment zones came into view. Enormous areas filled with horrific creatures were organized in secured pens, bizarre shapes sewn together and grown like farm animals. Specters oversaw the processes, gliding through the deadly fog with ease and routine.

These creatures weren't just wild beasts. They served as stored troops.

I pushed my senses even farther.

Renegades from our realm were there with them, working in tandem. Some managed supplies, while others directed movement paths. Their energies mixed Essence with hints of deadly fog, their allegiances split yet purposefully tied to Hollow Star.

Next, the gateways appeared.

Countless numbers of them.

Certain ones were placed close to the breeding sites, tucked away under sturdy barriers. Additional ones lurked within the urban centers. Every gateway throbbed softly, connected to far-off points outside this world.

Direct views of their endpoints weren't possible from this spot, but I didn't require proof to suspect the truth. As my observation deepened, my fury grew icier.

The planetary heart pulsed under my command, ready for my following order.

Having seized the world heart, my awareness expanded beyond mere vision or hearing. It turned into a wider sense, threaded into the planet's own arteries. I detected the flows of Essence passing through earth, seas, woods, and heavens. I perceived the subtle beats of existence in remote settlements and the chilly spots holding onto deadly fog in secret rooms.

Via that link, I called forth the Essence.

The reaction came right away.

A profound, echoing rumble swept across the globe. It seemed the planet had awakened from an extended, imposed slumber. The Essence rooted in its framework responded to my call. From flatlands and peaks, from waters and crowded city zones, from woodlands and farmed lands, emerald flows started to ascend.

It wasn't a slow drip. It rushed upward.

Essence rose from the ground in numerous flows, slender initially and then swelling quickly. From each settlement, each sector, each secret base I'd spotted via the heart, power ascended into the sky in clear pillars. The seas even glowed as streams of emerald radiance escaped and climbed into the air layers.

The spectacle stretched endlessly.

Viewed from space, the world would look like it was breathing out glowing vapor from every spot on its skin.

The flows kept ascending, combining high in the atmosphere. I directed them higher, collecting them into huge patterns that stretched over the heavens like dense, vital mists. The whole globe got covered under sheets of twisting emerald flows, the air layers swirling beneath the burden of amassed force.

The mists moved at my direction. They gathered over the spots I'd targeted, breeding sites concealed under tough coverings, production areas growing monstrosities, key urban areas where Specters mingled freely with betrayers from our realm.

Over every mark, the Essence grew denser.

The mists squeezed and spun, whirling together until enormous shapes started forming. Colossal hands crafted from packed emerald radiance emerged, their exteriors marked by lines of purple. They weren't mere visions. They were structures of focused world Essence, held firm by my grip.

Surrounding each dropping hand, I added waves of space.

Fierce bends encircled them like spinning bands, purple flashes ripping the atmosphere. These bends guaranteed the strikes wouldn't just smash buildings but tear the space itself in the aimed regions.

Upon my release, they dropped.

Over the entire world, thousands of huge hands plunged simultaneously.

They hit the breeding sites initially.

BOOM!

The collision leveled the sites in one moment. The packed Essence burst upon touching, unleashing blasts that rippled out in growing rings. Monstrosities got ripped to pieces before noticing the attack, their warped bodies mangled by the nearby space bends. Specters inside those places got trapped in the waves and torn open, their frames coming undone as the area broke around them.

Blasts erupted over landmasses.

The following assault targeted the key cities I'd noted.

Hands pounded into core areas where Specters and allies had operated freely. Spires collapsed. Roads fractured. The space waves around the hits cut through guards and bases equally, making sure no secret deadly fog point or concealed room stayed whole.

The heavens over the globe lit up over and over as each hit caused huge bursts. Emerald radiance swallowed whole districts before dimming into spreading haze of rubble and grit.

The noise echoed on a global level, overwhelming.

Still, I kept accuracy.

Settlements showing only betrayers without direct Specter activity stayed safe for the moment. The space gateways placed inside buildings were preserved too. I'd intentionally protected them from the falling hands. Their transfer rings pulsed softly under shields of space deflection.

As the last hand landed, the mists overhead started to fade. The globe shook and the Essence began calming once more.

Breeding sites vanished. Main Specter-run cities were wiped out. The linked systems supporting Hollow Star on this globe got demolished in one go.

Via the heart, I sensed the equilibrium change. The heavy aura of deadly fog dropped sharply.

I breathed out steadily and shifted focus back to the six-sided world heart, now completely filled with purple glow. Its spin was even, no longer drawing from deadly fog but fully tuned to my Essence. Through it, I linked again with the globe's exterior and bent space.

In that following moment, I appeared again before the bowed elderly Naga.

The surrounding settlement stayed whole. I'd spared it on purpose.

With one casual motion of my hand, three red rings flared next to me. Out of them emerged Silver, Knight, and Lyrate.

Silver reacted quickest. “Whoa. Now where is this?” he questioned, already unfurling his wings. With one strong beat, he launched skyward and floated high over the settlement in a flash, his eyes scanning the distance.

I skipped detailing it all.

“Lyrate,” I stated, my voice calm yet commanding, “I need details from this elder. All about Hollow Star, its activities, and routes to their outposts in this galaxy.”

Her gaze moved to the Naga, and she gave a single nod without hesitation.

“Knight,” I went on, “check the settlements. I want complete info on this globe. Locate whatever proves valuable.”

I stopped for a second, then added with no easing of my face, “Eliminate if needed.”

Knight gave no spoken reply. He nodded once and faded away, already in motion.

Lyrate advanced and grabbed the Naga by his neckline. He resisted feebly, but given what he'd suffered, fighting back meant nothing. In the next moment, they both vanished.

I raised my eyes to Silver, who soared overhead with careful control.

“Silver,” I shouted.