NOVPUBWhen I left that place, I was surprised by the calamity that surrounded this area. There was almost nothing left of the asteroids that used to be here The space was also completely destroyed with claw marks and punctures.
I could see the Dragons appearing In addition to the ones I saw first, others began to appear Most of them were associated with the powers of space They were trying to repair the damage from the battle that happened here.
Arash noticed my presence and came towards me, but the Dragon God who had also seen me was distracted, looking into the distance. His impatient face was clear for all to see.
"You really cause a lot of trouble, boy." (Arash)
"Why did it take you so long to act?" (Me)
"I knew you would notice, but I didn’t imagine that you would ruin our plans!" (Arash)
"You dragged one of them away and the others fled immediately before we could surround them!" (Arash)
"Why did you move to this place anyway!?" (Arash)
"I suspected that you were using me as bait, but I wouldn’t risk my life over a mere suspicion. I made preparations to at least be able to escape if necessary." (me)
"Congratulations, your plan ruined ours. Besides a few injuries, we couldn’t do anything else. They fled the moment Akatosh appeared." (Arash)
Arash was clearly angry, but he wasn’t taking it out on me. He must understand that not including me in his plans would have some margin of error in the plan. Just like I said before, I wouldn’t risk my life over the mere possibility that they were using me as bait.
But before I could finish talking to Arash, who was returning to his human form, I suddenly felt a powerful gaze fixed on me. Before I knew it, Akatosh was by my side. His eyes were cold like those of a hungry Predator.
"We have a problem. There’s another one hiding outside the universe." (Akatosh)
"Why would he hide outside?" (Arash)
"He must be even more restricted than the others making it difficult to enter or his mere presence would be a threat to the universe." (Akatosh)
"What is that supposed to mean?" (me)
"That we shouldn’t give the others time to recover, use your mark now." (Akatosh)
"..." (me)
"What mark? What did you do?" (Arash)
"..." (me)
"How did you find out?" (me)
"I was late showing up for fear they would run away, but I was watching from the beginning, I saw almost all of your fight, do you think I wouldn’t notice something like that?" (Akatosh)
"Okay." (me)
"Samara!" (me)
I don’t need to summon her or anything like that, Samara can hear me no matter where she is and reaching me would be even simpler with just one step, distance means nothing to her with the space between us being just a minor obstacle.
The space behind me doesn’t even show any reaction as Samara just emerges as if coming out of a shadow back into the light.
"I’m here, master." (Samara)
"Give me the vial first." (me)
"This is the last one." (Samara)
Samara gives me a red crystal bottle molded using my blood, inside is my sister Natasha’s blood, it was refined and was nourished for 2 or 3 months inside my blood pool, a very valuable resource.
I open the lid creating a wave of power that even accelerates the recovery of the surrounding space before I pour a few drops of this blood into my mouth.
An explosion of vitality and traces of the Essence’s power run through my body, then the wounds that were not healing before on my body close, but only the wound on my chest leaves scars that do not disappear even after the power of my sister’s Essence has been completely consumed.
"Keep it for me." (me)
"Yes, what else can I do?" (Samara)
"Your mark, activate it now before they notice." (Akatosh)
"Master?" (Samara)
"Do as he asked." (me)
"Very well." (Samara)
Samara does nothing for the first few minutes other than close her eyes, her hand slowly floating in various directions as if she were trying to feel something. Meanwhile, I grab a barrel of my own blood to drink. This blood was taken from the blood pool in the Communal Temple and serves very well to recover my energy.
I had given Samara two tasks. The first was to face any other Dragon Eaters that appeared if a second one was dragged along with me.
The second task was something that only she could do because she possessed some of Callidora’s power. This task was to track the enemy if he was able to escape.
I couldn’t be absolutely sure about the success of my plan or what the God Akatosh was doing. I had to consider many different scenarios. One of these scenarios was my defeat. If I were killed directly, my Soul would still be protected by my Divinity and Anomalous Power. Even if my body were Devoured, my life would not be in immediate danger. Killing a normal God is already difficult, while for me, who possesses the power of chaos, it becomes a colossal task.
For this reason, I imagined that there was a greater chance of the scenario being defeated and taken, whether they took me with my body or just my Soul. Of course, regardless of the scenario of my defeat, death would be better than something they would do to me.
That’s why I had Samara mark me, my blood more specifically. Now, this blood is sending the claws of that enemy that pierced my chest. I had also placed this mark on the one I was facing, but he seems to have been devoured by his companion.
"< Hellish Damnation: Hellish Chasing Chain >" (Samara)
A chain unfolds around Samara’s arms, the chain resembling a snake as it moved its tip in certain directions before stretching forward as if attacking a direction, then it penetrated the space.
"I found it, but they will realize what I’m doing and have the ability to break the chain after it latches onto them." (Samara)
"No problem, can you open a path?" (me)
"On our side yes, but they will interfere with the opening on the other side." (Samara)
"Just do it, I’ll take care of the other side." (Akatosh)
"Master?" (Samara)
"Continue, Samara." (me)
Samara was clearly trying to provoke Akatosh, she doesn’t listen to anyone else but me, but she’s not usually so provocative, I don’t know what got into her this time, fortunately this God is calmer and doesn’t let himself be provoked.
"< Open >" (Samara)
The chain suddenly sways with a horrifying energy coming out of it, the chain emanated an energy full of malice and it seemed to be dripping blood.
Samara swings the chain making the movement circular, the chain seemed to cut through space leaving a bloody trail that connected in a circle making the entire interior rot and melt revealing a vortex of blood, it was horrifying.
The Dragon God did not hesitate for half a second launching himself inside in a straight line, Samara went after him next to Arash while I followed.
"(80% should be enough...)" (me)
I was not completely recovered, my body was still hurting and my energy had not completely recovered, but I could not run away from my battles, with Akatosh around the danger should be less around him anyway since others could appear to attack me after he moved away.
When I passed through that tunnel of terror, I came across a crevice that seemed to have been torn by colossal claws, on the other side of the crevice a storm of attacks rained inwards towards me.
"Seriously!!!??" (me)
Before I could do anything, a current appeared along with the attacks and pulled me through the corner of the crevice, dodging the attacks, this was Samara’s chain and that’s why I let myself be dragged out.
When I passed through the crevice it closed behind me as if space crushed it into nothingness, looking around I realized that Akatosh was nowhere to be seen as well as Arash, but there were 2 holes in space through which pressure waves exploded towards me.
"< Anomalous Claw >"
"< Star-Crushing Whip >"
"< Sacrifice of the Damned >" (Samara)
Suddenly a claw full of power appears coming towards me along with a metal whip full of spikes, then chains pulled a wall of flesh and bones out of space while wails came from this barrier.
"< Breath of Anomalous Chaos >" (me)
The horrendous wall breaks along with the wails of whatever it is made of, the metal whip comes towards me and I respond with a breath attack, the space around me ripples as the two blows collide, I was being dragged into the mirrored Space once again, Samara appears next to me while the enemy was in front of us, from his head countless tentacles full of spikes floated around him as if they were his hair.
But what caught my attention was the tongue sticking out of his jaws, it was the same tongue I saw pulling my last enemy.
"(He’s strong...)" (me)
