BXBX NOVEL Chapter 154: Summon the Will!
"What does that mean?" Draco asked. Although he got the idea, Zero needed to explain the differences between the two.
[While you have to just cut the connection between the Filthy in his case, you have to not only kill, but completely disintegrate every atom of his army, Otherwise, he can just revive himself, like he did now.]
"So that's how his [Unfated] works, huh? What an amazing spell." Draco put his hand on his chin, gaining the attention of the other two.
"What's up?" Alexander asked.
"Change of plans. We're dealing with his army first, this guy will never die as long as they're alive." Draco announced this, surprising both his teammates and Fate.
"Well, well, isn't that quite annoying." Fate's voice expressed worry and annoyance for once, if they did what they planned on doing, then his chances of coming out alive would plummet to zero.
"Don't worry, you won't have a chance to defend yourself." Draco added, addressing Fate.
Before Fate could understand what Draco meant, reality started to break down.
"[Sinful Chaos: Original Overseer of Chaos!]
Space fragmented, time stalled, and everybody close shivered in fear, including Draco's army, which was more than halfway done with their mission.
"This will make sure not even a single speck of your army remains." Draco spoke, his voice as calm as a lake.
The familiar eye of chaos that guaranteed victory for its owner returned stronger than ever.
It's form was laced with a multiverse of colors, its eyes shining brightly silver with its pupils holding a world inside of them.
Draco fused [Chaos Origin] and [Chaos Overseer], two of his strongest skills, to make an abomination of a spell backed by his Origin Law.
This spell was a surefire way to deal with any enemy, however they came, but its limitations, although not many, didn't allow him to spam it.
"Tsk." Fate clicked his tongue in annoyance as he showed himself, his body brimming with the aura of his celestial authority, Fate.
*Crack* *Crack* *Fwshhhh*
The army of Filthy around the realm started to crack and fragment before they were swallowed by a fog that was being released outwardly by the eye-like entity.
"You forced me, Draco Valenstein. [One for the World, All for Me]" seeing as he got no way out of death, Fate used his last resort, a call of help that would guarantee him a way out, Once.
"It is you again, Mortal." The sky darkened and a will that Draco had once met appeared again, gazing down at the world. Its voice again traversed the wide realm to alert the hidden experts of the station.
One by one, in not a moment after the prison relam's appearance, the beastmen elder appeared right next to Draco and the group, the commander next to them, his armor magically forming on his body.
Draco, who was still holding on to the 'Fate Killers' looked at the newcomers and raised a hand.
"This one is a battle for me, elders. If you could please stand on the side." He asked, his tone more commanding than polite.
The elders who saw the young man who was nothing but a king a few years ago turn into a fully fledged Origin Emperor felt their hearts tighten at the unfairness of the world.
"You can rest easy, Draco." The commander was the one to speak for the elders this time, as they felt too heavy hearted to say anything.
Draco flew a few meters ahead, spinning the short blade around expertly, his aura oppressive enough to make the commander's scalp tingle.
"Let's finish this once and for all, Fate." He shouted to the sky, his voice heaven defying.
The dark sky lightened up twice; this time, no hand was summoned, and the clouds materialized into a cloak that flew to embrace Fate.
"How was he even able to summon the prison's will before his death." the bullman asked, curious about Fate's ways.
"Never question a celestial's methods; the way they see the world is different." The commander answered, shutting down every thought the elders had.
The deer elder looked at Draco's back, which never looked so wide and powerful, with a smile on his face.
"I guess it's do or die now, huh, Draco Valenstein?" Fate's golden eyes shone brightly as the cloud coat danced with his hair. The scene between Draco spinning his blades around and Fate in the sky was majestic as both of their auras exploded outwards, for a final battle.
"You're wrong, Fate; it's only die or die!" Draco replied, his evil smile resurfacing after years.
"Haha, we'll see. [Betrayed by Fate, Favored by Hate]!" Fate's golden aura was replaced by a gloomy, dark aura, competing against Draco's abyssal one.
"How?" The commander, who had been calm for as long as he could remember, shouted in astonishment and confusion.
How can a celestial, chastised by an authority, use another one?
"Never question a celestial's methods; the way we see the world is different." Fate's voice reverberated, making the commander swallow his own words.
"I see you resorted to hate, huh?" Draco, who was playing with the blades, looked at the change in aura and chuckled.
*Slash* *BOOOOOM*
Pinning the blades to the ground, Draco cracked his neck and looked up once again.
"Envy, Wrath, Pride, Gluttony, Sloth, Lust, and Greed. Did you hear Hate amongst these? No. Let me tell you why." Draco spoke, his eyes fixed on the hands forming on the cloud—not one, not tens, not hundreds, but millions.
"It's because it's inferior."
The Realm vibrated, the Filthy cried, the Portalians screamed, and Draco spelled.
[Sinful Conquest]
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