The Eternal Destiny System

Ch 14: An Inescapable Net

From the way Lucas was speaking, Cyrus felt as though Lucas looked down even on First-tier Star Warriors. It should be noted that Cyrus's father, the Lord of Velkyn Mansion, was also a First-tier Star Warrior and considered a powerful figure in all of Star City back on Earth.

No matter how Cyrus looked at it, Lucas's background had to be terrifying.

As they continued talking, Lucas suddenly realized that he had been speaking a lot with someone who had ruined the trap he had painstakingly set up.

His expression froze for a moment, then a sinister smile crept onto his face as he laughed and said, "Don't think that I have a good temper just because I'm talking nicely."

Lucas's overbearing words shocked Cyrus. It shook him to his core.

At that very moment, Lucas suddenly gritted his teeth and angrily smashed his fist into the ground. His face twisted with a frustrated expression as he snorted coldly: "Hmph! Speaking of which, I'm still furious. I put a lot of effort into setting up that trap to lure and kill my enemies. Just that Explosion Rune alone was enough to take down even Level 9 Second-tier Star Warriors! But you... you completely ruined everything. Most importantly, you, a mere Level 2 Third-tier Star Warrior actually survived. What a rotten luck!"

As Lucas spoke, he glared at Cyrus in resentment. He was extremely displeased.

Cyrus was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He had already apologized, but it seemed Lucas was finding it hard to forget what happened before. Cyrus helplessly sighed.

"I was escaping from my enemies too. Well... they weren't my enemies at first, but they became one. I was running for my life from those people. How could I have known I'd stumble into your trap and nearly die from it? It's not like I enjoy burning myself and stepping on your trap for fun. I'm not tired of living yet. I was almost blown to pieces by the explosions, and I haven't complained, but you're still going on about it."

Lucas rolled his eyes and curled his lips. "Fine, I won't bring it up again. But you'll have to compensate me by helping with something."

Cyrus asked seriously, "What do you need me to do?"

Lucas stood up with an indifferent shrug. "I'm low on some materials to set the Explosion Rune again, so I had to change my plans. I am planning to set a different trap. For that, I need some materials from a certain Star Beast. That Star Beast is called Fire Origin Beast. If we can kill it, I'll obtain an important material to set up an inescapable net for my enemies."

An inescapable net?

Cyrus didn't think for long. He stood up right after, and said calmly: "Alright, I'll help you then."

Lucas suddenly waved his hand, glanced at Cyrus, and frowned: "Can you change your clothes? Why are you acting like a beggar, I can't stand it."

Cyrus was startled. He lowered his head and looked at his burned pants. His upper body was naked, as though he was a primitive man.

He then looked at Lucas who was facing him. Lucas was dressed in white and blue clothes. From head to toe, he appeared neat, tidy, and rich.

When he compared them, Cyrus instantly realized the difference between the two of them. It was simply a prince versus a beggar!

Cyrus spread out his hands and said with a wry smile. "I'm helpless. I don't have another set of clothes with me."

Lucas curled his lips. Then he fished out a new set of cyan-colored clothes from his backpack and gave it to Cyrus.

After Cyrus changed, the air around him seemed to have transformed. He looked like a completely different person. A noble aura was faintly emitted from him.

The two were about the same size, and Cyrus actually fit very well in Lucas's clothes.

"That's more like it." Lucas pinched his chin and looked at it carefully. After saying that, his face immediately looked much better.

So, following that, with Lucas's guidance, the two of them started to work together.

Lucas took out all sorts of items, causing Cyrus to feel dizzy just by looking at them. He sighed in his heart, 'Lucas truly is a tycoon. I've never seen a single one of these materials before.'

Lucas pulled out a ball of soft golden iron from within, intertwining together.

He then slowly took out two long pieces of wire and weaved them into a grid. As he weaved, he explained, "Look carefully, this is called Golden Iron Silk. Fire Origin Beast is a Star Beast born from fire. It has fire all over its body and can burn everything, so ordinary ropes cannot tie it up."

"Oh." Cyrus earnestly nodded his head, thinking inwardly about how magical this creature was.

Lucas continued weaving the Golden Iron Silk with focused precision, while Cyrus, squatting nearby, watched him intently.

Annoyed, Lucas snapped, "Don't just sit there staring at me! Pay attention to how I'm doing it, idiot!"

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Cyrus nodded quickly and without a word, he started imitating Lucas, trying to weave the net as instructed.

Time passed swiftly, and before they knew it, an entire day and night had gone by.

Under the shade of a large tree, two young men of similar age were fully engrossed in weaving a vast and intricate net. It was a brilliant piece of craftsmanship, designed to capture the elusive Fire Origin Beast. 

A shaft of sunlight filtered through the swaying branches, illuminating their faces. The sunlight danced as the leaves moved, creating a dazzling effect, but neither Cyrus nor Lucas seemed to notice. Their focus was entirely on the task at hand. Their determination was reflected in their concentrated expressions.

In just one day, they had created four nets. Each one of them was five meters wide from each dimension. It was already extremely huge and had consumed a lot of golden Iron Silks.

As long as they created the last two, with the six nets in their hands, it would be impossible for the Fire Origin Beast to fly out even if it had wings.

During this time, Cyrus also understood how strong a Fire Origin Beast can be at its peak.

Sometime later, Cyrus hesitated before speaking out his heart: "Lucas, after we successfully capture the Fire Origin Beast, can you share a few parts of its body with me? I want to see how it tastes!"

Lucas's face was calm. He turned to Cyrus, stared into his eyes for a while, and said: "Let's talk after we catch it. What if we fail? It's useless to think about it just yet. Let's continue with our work first."

Although Cyrus didn't receive confirmation yet, he knew there was hope.

So Cyrus quietly continued to weave and weave and weave.

After a long time, he finally finished weaving the two Golden Iron Silk Nets.

Lucas indifferently folded the six webs and put them away, continuing his preparations for the next step.

Lucas began to instruct Cyrus to make more wooden cones, while he started to take out a stack of yellow paper followed by a vermillion brush and a jar of ink. Then, he started writing something on those papers.

When the ink dried, the runes on the yellow paper actually started to shine, as if there was a strange energy undulation emerging from the paper. It was extremely enigmatic and profound.

Cyrus was stunned once again, his mouth agape and his tongue tied, as he muttered: "What is this?"

Lucas casually said: "These are low-level runes. Inscribing them on these talisman papers makes them into a proper talisman. Adding these runes onto normal weapons can increase their power by several times. This is something that a beginner Rune Master must learn."

In the remaining moments, Lucas brought over a large pile of sharpened wooden thorns. He took out a set of yellow talisman papers, fusing his Star Energy into them. The papers instantly ignited, transforming into rays of light that merged with the wooden thorns.

As a result, the thorns glowed with a fierce red light, flickering with intense energy and radiating a palpable killing intent. Cyrus could feel the deadly aura, and it took all his effort to remain calm without being disturbed by the ominous feeling.

Lucas then called Cyrus over, and together they climbed onto the trees.

Carefully, they tied strings around the end of each thorn, connecting them all in a complex yet precise arrangement. With a simple pull of the strings, all the thorns would activate at once, raining down from all directions, converging on a single point. The result would be devastating.

Once everything was set, the trap was primed to release a lethal barrage, ready to take down their target in an instant.

Of course, this was not the end of the trap. There was still the most important step of setting up the bait.