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Ever since the World Governing Trading Hub gathering, Zeraphine had already learned of Seeker's complicated bloodline. He was the son of the mysterious Progenitor who could have a strength and power similar to Principals. But this was kept a secret. And yet, here was Enderks throwing the accusation before several other Presiders.

Zeraphine visibly trembled in fear. She could not protect Seeker from them.

"Oh? Is he related to that Progenitor? So I am to assume that he is one of those 'Anti-Presiders'?" Another Presider appeared out of nowhere. The cloaking technology that he revealed exceeded that of the SPU.

His form was transparent, but color and form were slowly becoming more and more visible. Unlike the basic cloaking techs of earth that would hide, disguise, or use other means to cloak an object, this one was more detailed as it was focused on concealing every bit of it that it was as if empty air was in front of him.

He stood wearing a purple robe that made him look like a medieval king. The Presider was a good-looking young man with a lean and fit figure. Around him were glowing lights that traced out a throne. The Throne slowly formed and took on a physical form.

"Feyor! We said no Thrones!"

"We did? Oh! Forgive me for not trusting everyone while we are in the middle of a Presider War." Feyor laughed.

"I just received intel that the Anti Presiders attacked Presider Gordon. He is either dead or now serves those Anti groups. Truth be told, I desired not to risk my life here, but the intel that those Anti-Presiders leaked that the son of this Progenitor is coming."

Zeraphine had a frightened expression.

"Tell me, young Progenitor. Did you know that this Lara is a Presider as well?" Feyor gave a deadly smile.

Zeraphine felt her heart tremble. This was the most profound secret she kept from Seeker. She was so frightened that she dared not move to the right. She agreed to meet with Enderks and Straviaa to solidify their alliance but begged that they would not reveal the truth about her being a Presider but to merely pretend that they were a trading partner. And yet, another Presider appeared without warning.

"Come. Let me see what this Progenitor has." Feyor rushed forward, but suddenly, Zeraphine moved ahead, and a bright light flashed around her. She emerged out of the light donning a red Exoskeleton.

A massive surge of Universe Energy appeared around her, and it shot out towards Feyor.

BOOM!

A powerful boom exploded out, and all the Presiders nearby retreated.

The Throne appeared below Zeraphine. It was dull-white, but majestic stones were decorated on each side of the Throne. A rainbow light was glowing around her Throne.

"Soul Throne! How extravagant for a Principal's daughter!" Straviaa frowned.

"This is not what I agreed to! Keep your hands off my Seeker!" She declared angrily as the Universe energy around her pulsed out.

Feyor laughed as his Throne resisted and pushed back with a strange Universe energy.

"My Seeker?" Feyor laughed.

"Princess... Such crazy desires you have! Do you want this monkey to be your partner? How stupid! If he is among those who have secretly studied our techs, then he will die!" Feyor laughed.

"Can I just kill him instead? I doubt he has anything worthwhile to say. Let's end this so I can complete the deal we were supposed to complete a month ago." Another voice was heard.

Zeraphine trembled as she heard this voice.

The Presider that appeared had a massive Throne before her. It was a Throne two times larger than Shackstress. In fact, it was even bigger. The Throne was overlapping through the wide and massive underground facility as she moved forward. The Throne passed physical matter, and the one seated on the Throne reached out and grabbed Seeker by the neck.

"Seeker!" Zeraphine shouted desperately.

Everyone suddenly grew silent, and Enderks and Straviia had dazed expressions.

"Tiana... You're here." Enderks frowned.

"I am allied with Feyor." She smiled.

The expressions of Enderks and Straviia grew sour.

"I take it that you're here refuse our offer of alliance, Feyor." Enderks turned towards Feyor.

"Obviously." Feyor chuckled.

"Lara Diamon, right? What a useless ploy. Boy, you need to see what we are in reality. We are aliens called Aragarians. I might consider sparing your life if you tell me about the Progenitor or the Lost Primordial. No more games. I want to know everything. Crostfree is dead. Shackstress is missing. And what happened here on Earth? How did you monkeys acquire such techs?" She questioned Seeker and held her up.

Zeraphine was trembling. Presider Tiana was a reserved and quiet Presider who rarely talked. But Zeraphine could see that the attack on Shackstress, who she considered a great rival, shook her.

"An alien...?" Seeker had a dumbfounded expression.

"Seeker! I'm sorry! I..."

"I knew... I knew that you were a Presider. My father told me." Seeker voiced out.

Zeraphine froze as she heard this.

"I just... didn't know that we are aliens." Seeker shook his head.

"...We?" Feyor frowned.

"I understand why my father sent me. He kept it from me, but this is my true legacy. Fine then." Seeker opened his mouth.

Suddenly, a massive energy spike was detected. It was as if the object that emerged from Seeker's mouth had the power of weapons of Mass Destruction.

Even Tiana tossed Seeker away as her receiving the full blast at such range would cause her to expend more energy.

Seeker somehow landed on his feet with the strange object still emerging out of Seeker.

"What...?!" No one was more startled than Zeraphine.

The strange object had the shape of a small triangle. But what was amazing was that it was floating.

"Telekinesis? He pushed the object out of his stomach!" Straviaa was stunned. How could a mere earthling do this?

"My father... told me to go here so that I can find out the truth. He wanted me to see with my eyes what the truth was. He also asked me to deliver this message." Seeker reached out and crushed the small triangular object.

KZZT! KZZT! KZZT!

A massive current of lightning emerged out of the triangle, and it gathered, forming a giant head of a bald man.

"Hello, fellow Presiders." A strange crackle was heard.

"Fellow Presider? Who are you?" Tiana frowned.

"The Progenitor, of course. Charmed to meet you." He smiled.

"What? The Progenitor?"

"Well, not in the flesh. I trust you didn't harm my son. That brat only knows to fight and play games. Of course, those that mocked him will pay. Enderks and Feyor, right?" The bald man laughed once more.

Zeraphine was stunned. Enderks looked serious, and Feyor looked as if he was punched in the stomach.

This lightning that had no form was something that no Mid-Tier could understand. It was remarkably similar to the Presider that was heralded as the strongest among all Presiders.

"How do you have a version of Presider Marrho's Living Lightning?" Tiana frowned.

"It's simple, really. Like Crostfree, I was a clone of Marrho. Or rather, a Clone of the Prime that created Marrho. Prime Defiant" The bald man smirked.

Everyone was dismayed at this bombshell revelation—all except Tiana.

"I see. So it is true then. But I am taken aback that Crostfree is one of Prime Defiant's minor incarnations. But then, who are you?"

"Why should I tell you? Didn't you justhreatened to kill my son! Trade me for something of value, and I may desire to give you something.!" The bald man laughed.

"What is it that you want then? Techs? Information about your enemy, the Lost Primordial?"

"Information about the Lost Primordial? I have more knowledge about her than all of you combined." The bald man laughed.

"Her?"

"You don't even know about her, do you? As expected." The bald man chuckled.

"Then am I to offer you foundational Presider techs?"

"What? No! Haven't you guys noticed? The Lost Primordial and I don't have Nefilus suits like you. We made a makeshift one. We can't go through that soul method, nor are we familiar with it."

"So it's true..." Enderks frowned.

"The rumors of the Phalanx armor that is appearing all over the world. It's related to these suits?" Enderks frowned.

"You guys are very slow. Yes and no. Trade me for it, and I'll tell you all about it. Only Lanterk knows about these things among you. But of course, it's expected for that little goat to know."

"Fine. What shall we trade for this information?

Seeker was at the side and had a bewildered expression. But instead of putting on an act, Seeker was genuinely confused.

"Is Lennox doing what I think he's doing?" Seeker scowled. The form of Lennox that followed a bizarre shape spoke off-script than the one Seeker agreed on.

"It must be him and Lowengren. Are they insane? They want to use this meeting to get that?!" Seeker was doing his best to hide his anger.

"For this basic information, trade me the full program of the original Pokemon game that you have managed to create!" The Bald man demanded.

Everyone was shocked at the demand. Seeker stopped himself from doing a facepalm. But Tiana smiled.

"Spoken like a true Top-Tier Presider." She laughed.