[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-ancient-tears-bloodline":3,"chapter-ancient-tears-bloodline-ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-945":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},1256973,1684,"Chapter 945 - 945 A huge space ship","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-945",945,"\u003Cp>Chapter 945: A huge space ship Chapter 945: A huge space ship From MC’s Perspective: As I listened intently to their conversation, a silent understanding passed between the two Envoys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met, confirming something unspoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s time,” Clinton said, his voice grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The friendly tone had vanished, replaced by a solemn demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can come with us, Zack,” Sally said, her voice carrying the authority of a University elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their sudden shift in demeanor sent a jolt through me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned to Teacher Lowell, Jonathan, and the Federation Head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, kid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll take care of your friends in the Outerpost region,” Lowell assured me with a reassuring smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew what was troubling me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Tier-4 region resident, I was concerned about the safety of my friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any organization in the Inner Post region that dared to harm them would face severe consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Zack, we’ll be fine,” Jonathan added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had more to say but chose to remain silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not the time for idle chatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Envoys were preparing to depart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you need anything in the future, don’t hesitate to contact us,” the Federation Head said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded, my heart filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I followed Clinton and Sally, unsure of their exact power ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We exited the Headquarters Building through a secret passage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As we walked, I couldn’t shake a growing sense of unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite my worries, I was also filled with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new world awaited me, promising adventure and growth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, we reached an open expanse devoid of buildings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My gaze was drawn to a colossal black spaceship, surrounded by three hundred warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gasped, my breath caught in my throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight was awe-inspiring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warriors looked like tiny ants compared to the massive spaceship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As we approached the spaceship, the three hundred Federation-clad warriors fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes were fixed on me, filled with envy and jealousy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if they couldn’t wait to tear me apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who is he?” “How can he be walking with the Envoys?” “His face looks familiar.” “I know him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s Zack Lockwood.” “He’s Lord Lowell McClain’s student, the Silver Mark Warrior.” Clinton and Sally could hear the murmurs echoing through the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph,” Clinton snorted, his voice a thunderclap that reverberated through the ranks of the three hundred warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their ears rang, and some winced in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear etched their faces as they realized the true danger they faced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We stepped forward and stood before the aircraft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stay with us,” Sally instructed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Elder,” I replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warriors heard our words and their hearts filled with envy once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were not foolish enough to provoke the Envoys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clinton’s gaze swept across the crowd, his eyes piercing through their hearts like sharp lights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three hundred warriors lowered their heads in fear, none daring to meet his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sense of satisfaction washed over Clinton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to teach these warriors a simple lesson, to dispel their foolish fantasies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Listen closely, everyone,” Clinton said in a chilling tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Tier-4 region is not a playground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you carry the same arrogance there, you’ll be dust before you know it.” “So, before the Trial begins, I suggest you refrain from any unnecessary actions,” he added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three hundred warriors nodded, their fear palpable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They ranged from SSS-ELITE Rank to Black Mark Warriors, but not a single SS-ELITE Rank Warrior was among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My heart pounded with each word Clinton uttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had no clue about his strength rank, but his voice was commanding and persuasive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the warriors’ submissive behavior, I couldn’t help but scoff internally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clinton stood tall, his sharp eyes surveying the warriors and crew members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a quiet breath, the unspoken urgency hanging heavy in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough time has been wasted,” he said firmly, his voice cutting through the murmurs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Board the spaceship in an orderly manner.” The warriors began to move, their boots echoing against the metallic ground as they approached the massive spaceship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stood like a silent titan, its sleek exterior gleaming under the dim light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ancient symbols, faintly glowing, etched its dark hull, hinting at the powerful technology within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the last warriors boarded, Clinton turned to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cool, assessing gaze met mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come with me.” I nodded, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stepping into the spaceship, I was struck by the contrast between its sturdy exterior and spacious interior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like a small city tucked away in the stars, easily accommodating over 500 warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>some kind of space element involved?” I muttered, surprised by the ship’s otherworldly feel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed as if space itself had been bent and expanded to fit this grand design.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I noticed various rooms lining the walls, each marked with symbols indicating their purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was more than just accommodation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some rooms were clearly meant for training, equipped with advanced technology that hummed with energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could almost feel the raw potential of the warriors who would train here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As we continued deeper into the ship, the hum of machinery and faint chatter of the crew echoed around us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was more than just a transport vessel; it was a fortress in space, a floating base designed to keep its warriors ready for anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clinton led me to a larger chamber, the walls adorned with glowing control panels and complex displays.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was clearly a command center, where key decisions were made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air felt heavier, charged with purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My footsteps echoed slightly as I followed Clinton inside, my mind racing to keep up with everything I was seeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warriors silently boarded the ship, their movements swift and efficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, all three hundred warriors had settled into their places within the vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>10 minutes later, Meanwhile, Sally, the ship’s expert pilot, strode confidently toward the cockpit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she reached the controls, the ship seemed to come to life, vibrating softly beneath our feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The engines let out a low, resonant hum, signaling our imminent departure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space outside the viewports shimmered, the stars barely visible against the dark expanse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, this ship would break through the atmosphere, leaving the inner post region behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever lay ahead was unknown, but the vastness of space, now within reach, held an intoxicating sense of possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clinton’s voice broke through my thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stay close, Zack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things are about to move quickly.” I nodded, my gaze lingering on the ship’s systems, my thoughts already racing ahead to the journey that awaited us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shortly afterwards, Sally methodically activated the autopilot settings, her fingers gliding over the holographic controls with practiced ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hum of the ship’s engines intensified, signaling the ship was ready for its long journey through space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a soft sigh, she turned on her heel and exited the room, her boots making a dull thud on the metal floor as the doors hissed shut behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she emerged into the main deck, a sense of unease settled over me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My brow furrowed instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had expected the journey to feel instantaneous, like the teleportation we had used so many times before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, there was a palpable sense of time passing, the subtle vibrations of the ship suggesting movement through space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing the confusion etched across my face, Clinton, who had been leaning casually against a console, stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was calm, almost amused, as if he had seen this reaction countless times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re taking a specific route,” Clinton explained, his voice steady and reassuring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a safe passage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If we traveled through a regular route, we’d risk running into a space crack.” “Space cracks?” I repeated, my voice faltering as a cold shiver ran down my spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had heard of space cracks before-ruptures in the fabric of space-time that could tear ships apart without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were unpredictable, deadly, and often left no trace of their victims.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The very thought of encountering one made my stomach churn, yet Clinton spoke of them with casual indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah,” he said with a shrug, “but don’t worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This path avoids them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’ll be fine.” I nodded, though the uneasy feeling didn’t leave me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sally glanced at me and instantly noticed the fear etched on my face, my attempt to mask it failing miserably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze softened, and she stepped closer, her voice low and soothing as she tried to put me at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, Zack,” she said, her tone confident but gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This safe passage isn’t something just anyone knows about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s only accessible to those connected with Star University.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one else can even chart a course through it.” Her words were meant to reassure, and I nodded as though I believed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But despite the logic behind what she said, a lingering fear continued to gnaw at me, deep in my chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vastness of space and the unpredictable dangers lurking within it weren’t easily brushed aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how “safe” this passage was supposed to be, the idea of hurtling through the black void was enough to keep my heart racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clinton, sensing the tension, broke the silence with a calm, authoritative nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright,” he said, “you can head to your room now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Get some rest before we get any deeper into the route.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’ve got some time.” I met their gazes and forced a weak smile, trying to mask the apprehension still gnawing at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay,” I muttered, my voice barely audible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Aravind_S Creation is hard, cheer me up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VOTE for me!\u003C\u002Fp>",1600,"2026-06-05T15:57:05.650Z",1,"novelbin.me","77a93729394b2b1b3be9a981b271014214e3bdd780dd44461fa241054cd16507","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-946","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-944",1498,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fancient-tears-bloodline-cover.jpg"]