Transmigrated With A Time Chamber In DxD

“Another talented human. Yet while one possesses the True Longinus, this one possesses the mystical artifact of the Aryans.”

The old monkey smiled to himself.

“I won’t make the same mistake twice.”

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|DxD|

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A few days prior…

Sun Wukong was in jubilant mood. He was flying in the air with a satisfied smile on his face. Just a few months ago, he had met a boy from a little village who surprisingly, wielded the True Longinus Sacred Gear. He was practicing in the woods with his spear and would slash or pierce trees.

Recalling their meeting, Sun Wukong released a smile. He could vividly remember how frightened the child was when they first met. But even though he could feel his fear, the boy still recklessly charged at him with his spear poised to meet with his heart.

He still couldn’t forget the dumb look the child released when he stopped his spear with a finger.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen that feisty kid. I wonder how far he’s gotten with that spear of his.”

He could already how powerful the boy could be under his tutelage. With his tenacity, Sun Wukong was confident in nurturing him into a powerful fighter.

“l’ll teach him a few spear techniques this time and see how everything goes. If he has the heart, I’ll introduce him to that fool, Indra.”

Sun Wukong was very clear about the power of the True Longinus. If he could recruit the wielder of the spear, the might of Indra’s army would be increased by a great deal and the next war against Shiva would result in a higher chance of victory. If Indra won, then he could finally get the vacation he always wanted.

Having gotten to the village, he applied a simple illusion technique and walked amongst the villagers. The village itself wasn’t very big. At the center was a well to draw water from as well as a few stalls that surrounded it. There was also a tavern nearby as well as various other stores that circled the square.

Sun Wukong passed by the village square and eventually came upon the residences. As he walked further on, the quality of the houses decreased. It wasn’t until he walked a kilometre or so that he finally reached a poorly-built house near the edge of the village.

When he got to the house where the boy lived, an elderly woman called out to him. She was sweeping the excess dust that had gathered in front of her own house with a handmade broom made of one large stick and some twigs tied together that acted as the bristles.

When she called out to Sun Wukong, there was still some dust that was flowing downwind.

“Excuse me, sir. If you are looking for the people who live here, then I am sorry to say that they have already left this world.”

Her voice came out labored and hash, almost as if she had a cough stuck in her throat. Yet the old sage paid no attention to it. Rather, it was the woman’s words that caused him to stop.

Sun Wukong paused momentarily before asking with some trepidation.

“And the son?”

The old woman sighed while she shook her head.

“Alas, I heard that the boy was sold by his parents a few months ago.”

Sun Wukong froze at that sudden input of information. He didn’t even bother replying to the old woman before turning around and walking away. His heart was filled with saltiness and regret at the sudden turn of the situation.

Leaving the village, he assumed his original appearance but where there was previously a jubilant expression on his face, there was now a semblance of loss.

“I’m sorry, boy.”

He could already guess that the boy was sold by his parents when he possibly summoned the True Longinus in front of them. Faced with such a supernatural phenomenon, they would immediately assume it was witchcraft. Naturally, they decided to hand him over to traffickers.

Of course, this were all his guesses that formed from years of seeing the same situation happen multiple times. There were no lack of sacred gear wielders that were chased out of their families, especially when the parents were part of the mundane. The fear brought by the unknown could easily cause tightly knit families to suddenly be at each other’s throats and commit rash decisions.

So while the boy’s misfortune did sadden him, it wasn’t outright grief.

“Let me take a month or two to clear my head. I’m sure Indra won’t mind.”

And so with that decision, Sun Wukong flew away. Knowing that the Himalayas were close by, he decided to fly over them for old-times’ sake. The mountain range held a lot of significance to the monkey sage for while there was also his place of birth, a number of his adventures occurred there.

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The days passed and Sun Wukong had still not left the periphery of the Himalayas. He was not in too much of a rush as it is. During this time, the old sage had not concerned himself too much about the boy’s disappearance. Since it was a mistake, he wouldn’t wallow in it for an unnecessarily long amount of time.

So travelling through the Himalayas, Sun Wukong flew through the paths that he and his confidants took in the past when journeying to the west. It was a relaxing feeling that brought back numerous fond memories to the old sage.

But that was when things started to drastically change. Just when he had taken a break on Flower-Fruit Mountain, the place of his birth, Sun Wukong was surprised to suddenly feel a massive amount of energy come from the west. And that energy was increasing drastically.

The old sage looked on with a curious expression.

“Such a high power-level… and it’s steadily nearing the upper end of god-class.” *

Sun Wukong had truly never felt such an energy before. He could tell it was ki but at the same time, it was far more ferocious, more domineering, and far more rebellious, a far cry from the normal ki he knew of.

Feeling such a strange and unique ki, Sun Wukong’s interest was thoroughly aroused.

“I suppose I could see which young buck is kicking up such a stir.”

Naturally, he could also sense the youth behind the ki. It lacked the maturity or “feel” that came with beings that have lived for many years. With his sensory capabilities, he could everything right down to the gender of the person as well as their current state of mind.

So changing directions, he flew towards the ki that felt like newly brewed wine.

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|DxD|

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“A human boy? The entire world will go bananas if they see this.”

Right below him, Sun Wukong observed a steaming Igor yell out his multipliers. With this little information, the old sage could already guess the reason.

[Some kind of power-multiplying technique? But I’ve never heard of this one before. And I sense no sacred gear in him so what he’s using definitely isn’t a variant of the Boosted Gear-oh? He’s reaching his limits.]

After hearing the blonde shout out his 29th multiplier, Sun Wukong keenly observed the flow of ki through Igor’s body.

[His ki veins have expanded immensely and the speed of the flow is completely insane. If I didn’t see it myself, I would not believe that there’s a human who can wield such power.]

Sun Wukong continued to watch the blonde grit his teeth and power up to times-thirty. Even though the increase was only by a single multiple, reaching the times-thirty landmark directly caused the blonde to lose control of his ki, resulting in a giant visible pillar of red ki to rise into the skies and a powerful pressure to descend upon the immediate vicinity.

The shockwaves alone were enough to rattle the snow throughout the entire vicinity. Fortunately, Sun Wukong stopped the potential avalanches with a wave of his hand otherwise, numerous casualties would’ve resulted from Igor’s display of power.

But instead of feeling angry at the potential loss of life, Sun Wukong only grinned.

[So young in age and yet he could give a large chunk of the supernatural world a beating.]

When he suddenly felt numerous spatial fluctuations that indicated several people were spawning magic circles nearby, the old sage snapped his fingers and immediately, the fluctuations disappeared. He locked down this vicinity and prevented anyone from being able to teleport.

Watching the blonde finally collapse to the ground in exhaustion, Sun Wukong descended from the skies and finally landed next to the blonde.

“Haha! Such a good seedling must not be captured by those factions!”

He could already feel numerous people rushing towards the scene. So grabbing the blonde by the scruff of his coat, he vanished.

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AN

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“Such a high power-level… and it’s steadily nearing the upper end of god-class.”

Explanation: God-class is still the same as Satan-class. After that comes Supreme God-class or Super Devils. If I am wrong, feel free to correct me.

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