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

I hovered motionless above the shattered moon for a few minutes. The bound unconscious watchers floated next to me, their forms locked firmly in spatial restraints.

A crimson trail I recognized flashed into view at the corner of my senses.

Silver.

In his massive shape, he sliced across the void, his wings powering through the emptiness with forceful sweeps. Despite the enormous size, his motion held a restrained ferocity. Nearing us, he eased his speed and transformed, the red vapor contracting as his huge body shrank to his standard winged humanoid appearance. A handful of limp bodies drifted in a space grip trailing him.

He peered down at the pit below and gave a quiet whistle. "You didn't leave much behind."

"There was no reason to," I answered.

His eyes moved to the knocked-out prisoners. "Same setup on the other moon. Tiny outpost hidden under a stealth barrier. Main spire. Surveillance setups. Signal hub. They were sending live updates."

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

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

"I am not sure," I admitted truthfully. "Perhaps it was their method of stacking surveillance. Or somebody sought verification from separate sources prior to raising alarms. Or two separate groups desired the intel."

He tilted his head. "That suggests they anticipated some disruption eventually."

"I believe they did," I responded.

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

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

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

I warped the space and dropped back toward the world below. The planet's arc swelled quickly before our eyes, the faint purple glow from my prior disturbance lingering in the air layers. In mere moments, we broke through the high atmosphere and hovered over the main city I'd spared.

We dropped into the heart of the zone and let the unconscious foes tumble to the pavement in the wide square. They stayed still.

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

"She will," I laughed lightly.

For an instant, I just lingered there and accessed the System panel.

Alerts poured into my sight.

[Level up!]

The initial batch raced by, showing the takedown of the Eternals and Upper Transcendents. The boost wasn't small. A rush of built-up experience caused a sudden spike.

My level shot up fast.

Starting 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 and the wipeout of Phantom troops. The rise was intense. My level ascended once more.

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

One more alert appeared.

[Contract Nullified – Enforcement Clause with Hollow Star Terminated]

[Merit Gained: 5M]

I gaped at the message, eyes growing wide.

A contract worth five million merit points.

For a second, the magnitude even caught me off guard.

"Hey, System, got any other contracts I can cancel?" I called out directly.

I gave a gentle laugh and shook my head a little. "It's alright. 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 this one mission.

I couldn't help but appreciate it.

A faint grin touched my lips. This was just a single manufacturing planet, one intricate snare, one link in the chain. Yet the payoff was huge.

Plenty more awaited. Additional outposts, secret factories, watchpoints dotted the stars. If dismantling one node yielded this much, then hitting the others in order would cripple Hollow Star's functions 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 shift from Omega to Pre-Origin.

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

From the total, I'd already secured 8M.

The locations from the moon's transmitter stayed vivid in my thoughts. The web extended beyond this one world. This place served as both a factory and a lookout. More existed surely.

I shut the System display.

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

Knight came back first. A shadowy bird resembling a crow, shaped from darkness, plummeted lifeless before me and Silver. Then it dissolved into wisps as Knight emerged.

Silver eyed him and questioned, "That dead bird was meant for me?"

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

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

"What turned up?" 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 raises the alarm here."

Without breaking, he went on. "Abor got labeled as a top-tier Essence world once. Its air thickness and world ley lines produce superior natural Essence. In the past, it stood wholly with the Prime Universe and got developed by the Gulbarian species. An aquatic folk in fact. They aided the battles in the initial Eternal attacks."

"Yet records marked it as obliterated," Knight wrapped up.

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

Knight responded evenly. "Official logs indicate Abor was lost in a big clash against Eternal armies. Accounts claim the planet's center failed and the crust crumbled. Distant probes back then showed huge space warping and wreckage."

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

"They faked the planet blowing up," Silver grumbled close by.

"Yes," Knight verified. "Based on their private files I uncovered, Hollow Star and their Eternal partners staged the whole wipeout. They pulled the strings."

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

"They did," Knight confirmed. "Abor lurks inside a thick asteroid field of mostly broken metal chunks. The field's kept up on purpose. Plus, a vast mirage barrier covers the nearby space. From beyond the edge, this area looks like barren nothing."

"A void pocket," Silver whispered.

"Right," Knight said. "The mirage mixes with space suppression. Normal detectors pick up just leftover battle junk. The barrier messes with far-off jump locks too, rendering it almost impossible to pinpoint Abor's real spot without insider markers."

"The star insignia markers," I noted.

"Yes," Knight answered.

He pressed on, voice firm and exact. "Abor was chosen on purpose. Its Essence richness supports breeding activities well. Moreover, the local space weave is oddly fragile. That flaw lets Eternals build steady jump paths with less pushback."

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

"Beyond a mere center," Knight adjusted mildly. "It's a key factory and supply hub."

He raised his palm a bit, summoning a holographic image of the world among us, with key spots lit up.

"Twenty-seven primary settlements spread over the landmasses," he detailed. "Each one linked to a abomination nursery, which I assume you wiped out."

His digit followed crimson groupings on the display.

"Ninety-seven verified breeding sites," he went on. "Likely extras in isolated areas. Those locations mass-produced abominations. The beasts got balanced, trained, and readied for shipment. Phantoms managed the alteration phases. Choice ones shipped via gate systems to distant outposts galaxy-wide."

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

Knight kept going. "Besides bio-manufacturing, Abor ran signal webs tying to other secret worlds."

I crossed my arms casually. "Links?"

"Solid ties to various worlds in the Core Sector and a few in fringe zones," Knight replied. "The gates fixed here align with set positions. They demand matching anchors or timed starts from the other end."

"So those gates served as both resource routes and transit ways," I summed up.

"Precisely," he said. "They let Hollow Star bosses and partner species—Nagas, Ferans, Elementals, and more—come, plan, and shift supplies. From the ledgers I cracked, Abor also acted as a top-secret summit spot for elite agents."

Silver exhaled deeply. "They stashed their primary lair right in our core lands."

Knight nodded. "Yes. Abor was deemed gone. Perfect cover."

He stopped, then tacked on the last bit.

"The mirage around the asteroid field warps time scans too. Routine sweeps fly by without noting gravity shifts. If no one knew precisely where to probe, Abor would stay hidden forever."

"Wow, such massive work went into hiding this spot. Now I'm itching to claim it as our headquarters." I remarked.