Meanwhile, the other Transcendental Angels celebrated, as they could no more feel the aura of threat from the Ultimate Ragnarok.
'Even if I die now, it's... it's okay. Sacrificing myself to take down the Ultimate Ragnarok that had taken countless lives... is worth it. As long as I... can protect the angels, and the many living beings out there... I don't mind.' Gärd thought, as he used every bit of his strength left to let out a smile of triumph.
He so desired to raise his hand as a sign of victory, but unfortunately, he had no strength. But his smile... his smile stood strong for him.
It lit the fires of hope within the hearts of every Angel around him.
Fire that stood strong amidst despair.
Fire that blazed with the light of salvation.
Fire... that was instantly snuffed out just as it was lit.
...!!!
Beautiful smiles turned ugly. historical
Hope transitioned to dread.
The bright skies darkened, as drums of despair resonated with the heart beats of the angels. Great Disaster was gone, but an Irreversible Calamity was birthed. This chapter made its debut appearance via N0v3lB1n.
The Transcendental Angel of Fate Denial widened her eyes in absolute shock, as her face lost all its color. Their Fate... Their Fate was now... defined.
And could not be denied.
"Hehehe, Hahahaha, HAHAHAHA!!!" Wild rueful laughter spread out throughout the skies, synchronizing perfectly with the melody of despair beating along their hearts.
"Im...Impossible..." The Transcendental Angels thought out loud, as they slowly gazed at the emptiness ahead of them. Stupor, confusion, disbelief. Such emotions animated their expression as they stared up.
Up at the small red flame that just casually suspended itself within the skies. Languid. Unbothered. Catastrophic. The sprite of flame gave of such a feeling.
Yet it also gave off another subtle sensation that was hard to grasp by the confused angels. Boredom. Loneliness. The sprite of flame was bored being there by itself. It felt lonely by itself.
And that being the case, "Haaa, that was fun. The most fun I've had since long ago, but now... it's time to play properly." Enigma's voice rang out from the sprite of red flames, as to the dread of the angels, another sprite of flame appeared besides it.
Two red sprites of flames.
The second stage of the Nine Dragons Battle Constitution was accessed, as his battle prowess entered the mid Transcendental stage.
None, actually.
When he was fighting against the group of angels, the Path of Fate had sent him information that he would experience death if he was not actually careful.
And that being the case, he prepared in advanced. He created a new skill, through combinations of course, that was just outright broken in effects.
" Dreams of Mystique Nightmares (Superior DIVINE) :- A unique ability even amongst its grade. For those below Cosmic-hood, to cast this Skill, the opposing side must have a superior Divine Skill in hand, or be a Cosmic being at the least. When cast, the Skill applies "Absolute Protection" onto the caster, giving them brief Immortality to all beings besides Creators, being immune to True Death. After being attacked, the Skill will create two Existential Events, where if you die, everything that has occurred will become a dream, a mere illusion. And with the utterance of a single word, a Divine Calamity that will take the lives of those below Cosmic-hood by a 100% effect, will befall your opponents. But if you do not die, you will experience a Divine Calamity in return, that will surely take your life with a 150% effect. Also allows you to treat anything around you as either a "Reality" you cannot reject, or merely a "Dream" that you can wake up from anytime "
This was the newly formed Divine Skill, a double edged sword, but a sword nonetheless. Plus, why would a True God fear death, when they could never truly die?
This Skill was from the following combination of Skills: The advanced Unique Skills [Absolute Mystique Barrier], a Skill that he grew up with ever since he did his test back home. And [Dream Traveller], another advanced Unique Skill.
Together, they resulted into the Divine Skill, [Dreams of Mystique]. But that was not enough, hence he added the Divine Skill [Divine Jinx] as well as the advanced Divine Skill, [Commandment Inducement].
This combination resulted into the superior Divine Skill, [Dreams of Mystique Nightmares]. A very perverted Skill even amongst its grade.
And all that he did, was reject his current death as a mere dream. In other words, he did die, but to him, it was merely a dream. And as long as he woke up from the dream... he would be alive.
Ashmore concept.
'Dreams and Reality... never slign.' He thought to himself. Even without that, the first effects would have kicked in, where if he died from their attack, he could come back and treat it as merely an illusion.
They... actually stood no chance against this monster of a being. The results of this battle, were long established before the battle even took place.
Fate was undefined because he chose so.
Struggling was meaningless.
His words were mockery.
"...."
Enigma also saw through her thoughts. Not only her, but all angels had given up. They held their weapons, and prepared to fight still, no... they weren't prepared to fight, they prepared to say their farewells, in the form of a battle.
Struggling was meaningless... but they still chose to struggle nonetheless. They were fearful, they were hopeless, but they weren't willing to be useless too.
They're the Bringers of Salvation, the Messengers of Benevolence, the Personifications of Love and Hope.
...But perhaps, their Salvation would come in the form of death. And that was okay too.
"...Fine. I'll end it swiftly then."