[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-ancient-tears-bloodline":3,"chapter-ancient-tears-bloodline-ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-896":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Ancient Tears BloodLine",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1256824,1684,"Chapter 896 - 896 Continuous training","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-896",896,"\u003Cp>Chapter 896: Continuous training Chapter 896: Continuous training Alpha City A contemplative silence fell over the group as they processed the grim reality of Zack Lockwood’s potential demise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simon, however, seemed to be wrestling with a thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There might be a way to confirm whether he’s alive or not,” he began, his voice low and deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intrigue sparked in the eyes of his companions, and they leaned in, eager to hear his plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We can return to Delta City,” Simon continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The guards stationed at the teleportation platform might have seen or heard something that could confirm Zack’s fate.” A collective nod indicated understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their mission in Alpha City was paramount, but verifying Zack’s status was a pressing concern that couldn’t be ignored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With renewed determination, the group prepared to dive back into the heart of their mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once their task in Alpha City was complete, they would return to Delta City to seek answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the MC’s Perspective: As the sun began its descent, casting the world in hues of orange and purple, I emerged from the confines of the puppet training chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My body ached with a familiar, satisfying soreness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hours of intense practice had been dedicated to mastering the intricacies of lightning techniques, a necessary step to fully harness my newfound power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a daunting task, one that would undoubtedly require days, perhaps even weeks, to perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returning to my room, I sought solace in the warmth of a long bath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hot water soothed my weary muscles, and for a brief moment, I allowed myself to relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrapped in a soft robe, I sank into the comfort of the sofa, my attention drawn to the flickering screen of my device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A world of information lay at my fingertips, and I delved into the endless stream of news articles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty minutes passed in a blur of scrolling and skimming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Headline after headline, yet nothing out of the ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No mention of any disturbances, no signs of impending danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pang of disappointment washed over me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher was nowhere to be found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had returned, surely Jonathan would have contacted me by now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking my head to clear the unwelcome thoughts, I reminded myself of the path ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mastering my techniques and breaking through the physique barrier were the immediate priorities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Following Day The morning sun painted the room in warm hues as I completed my routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sense of purpose filled me as I stepped out and made my way towards the Gravity Training Chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy door slid shut behind me, isolating me from the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Approaching the central console, I initiated the training program.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a deep breath, I ascended the platform and assumed a cross-legged posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber rumbled to life, a low hum filling the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Initially, the increased gravity was barely perceptible, a gentle push against my body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if the world had grown slightly heavier, a subtle challenge to be overcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, this initial ease was deceptive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gradually, the pressure intensified, transforming the comfortable into the uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My muscles tensed, resisting the invisible force that sought to crush me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, I persevered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closing my eyes, I focused on the sensations within my body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The subtle shifts and adjustments required to counteract the growing pressure were a form of meditation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each fiber of my being was engaged in a silent battle against the relentless gravity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time wore on, the pressure reached a critical point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My muscles throbbed, and my skin felt as if it were being stretched to its limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tingling sensation spread through my body as the gravity chamber entered the fifth stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a level of pressure typically endured by Super Elite Warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gritted my teeth, determined to push my limits further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile The first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of pink and gold as Simon and his team emerged from their temporary lodgings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their mission in Alpha City had been a success, but their minds remained preoccupied with the fate of their missing comrade, Zack Lockwood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The urgency to confirm his demise was palpable, and they were determined to resolve the matter as swiftly as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Simon, what do we do if he’s alive?” The question hung in the air, a silent acknowledgment of the grim possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The speaker’s voice was laced with uncertainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simon’s response was swift and chilling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes, usually filled with a calm determination, hardened into glacial pools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept across the group, meeting each member’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw the unspoken question in their minds, the fear that dared not speak its name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment of tense silence passed before the group averted their gaze, their unspoken agreement to bury their doubts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a curt nod, Simon turned and began to walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The team followed in silent compliance, their footsteps echoing in the morning stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The journey to the teleportation platform was brief, but it felt like an eternity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards stationed there cast indifferent glances at the group before returning to their monotonous routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, the team stepped onto the platform and initiated the teleportation process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blinding light enveloped them, and in an instant, they were transported to the bustling metropolis of Delta City, their quest for answers about to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two guards materialized before them, their figures etched against the backdrop of the teleportation platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The men were familiar faces, their weathered features bearing the marks of countless encounters with warriors from all walks of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, amidst the blur of ordinary faces, Simon’s stood out, a beacon of recognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Simon, is it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What brings you here?” one guard greeted, a hint of surprise in his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other guard’s eyes scanned the group, his query unspoken but clear: another mission?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simon nodded, his expression a mask of controlled composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed, there is a mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before we proceed, I have a query.” He gestured for the group to step away from the platform, a silent request for privacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards exchanged a curious glance before following.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is it?” one of them asked, his voice filled with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simon’s voice was steady, but his eyes held a growing intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I need information about Zack Lockwood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When was the last time he was here?” The guards exchanged another look, this time tinged with gravity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zack Lockwood was a name that carried weight, a reminder of the dangerous world they inhabited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Probably a day ago,” one of them replied, his tone confirming Simon’s worst fears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He returned to headquarters after completing a mission.” Simon’s world seemed to tilt on its axis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disbelief and a cold fury ignited within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fear that had haunted their minds had materialized into a chilling reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His team members, standing behind him, felt the tremors of his despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their worst nightmare had become a stark, unforgiving truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible!” The words hung heavy in the air, a stark denial of the reality they now faced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the team members, his voice trembling with disbelief, echoed the sentiment of them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news of Zack Lockwood’s survival was akin to a death sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their identities were known to him, a ticking time bomb of exposure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only a matter of time before they were hunted down and brought to justice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold dread settled over the group as they realized the perilous situation they were in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go back,” Simon ordered, his voice firm, cutting through the chaos of their minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no safety in Delta City, not with Zack Lockwood alive and potentially seeking revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They turned and strode towards the teleportation platform, their steps filled with a sense of urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear was etched on their faces, a stark contrast to their usual composed exteriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards watched the group’s abrupt departure with growing confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was an undercurrent of panic in their demeanor that was impossible to ignore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had they misheard the conversation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards exchanged puzzled glances, their minds racing to find a plausible explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a final, desperate glance at the guards, Simon and his team stepped onto the platform and initiated the teleportation sequence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blinding flash of light engulfed them, and in an instant, they were gone, leaving behind a trail of unanswered questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sense of unease settled over the two guards as they watched Simon and his group vanish into the teleportation portal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something about their demeanor, their urgency, had struck a discordant note.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We should inform Sir Jonathan about this,” one guard suggested, his voice low and filled with concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other guard nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their familiarity with Simon did not blind them to the unusual circumstances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mention of Zack Lockwood’s name, in particular, had piqued their interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an unusual inquiry, one that demanded further investigation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, one of the guards activated a communication device and sent a message to Jonathan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The message was brief but urgent, outlining the strange behavior of Simon and his group, and the mention of Zack Lockwood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they waited for a response, a growing sense of anticipation filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was amiss, and they were determined to uncover the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Aravind_S Creation is hard, cheer me up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VOTE for me!\u003C\u002Fp>",1551,"2026-06-05T15:57:04.753Z",1,"novelbin.me","bbb18904a84e1ebcadb9a597f75df56dab2392fa09b399860ed3f9743d27b1b6","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-897","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-895",1498,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fancient-tears-bloodline-cover.jpg"]