Blackened corpses eclipsed by ash, rain and hail fell from the sky like omens of death. It was a haunting sight that could make even the boldest people think thrice. Gaia included.
She was already heavily revising what she knew about Drako. The technique he had used was a very intricate one that she had not expected to see for another 100 years, and that’s with her taking the bizarreness of the Eridius World into consideration.
Drako had utilised 2 Laws and an Intent for a single ability. This was something that only 6th Realmers dared to dabble in (save for the unique talents in the 5th Realm). Forget the dangers of failure, just the knowhow was already something that would have everyone in this world stumped because of their lack of knowledge and inheritance.
Now she knew for certain that there was something abnormal about Drako’s proficiency in Magic and Laws, especially when it came to fire.
He had actually used a natural pink fire.
Most mortals thought that blue was the hottest colour that natural fire could go, they were wrong. A few mortals thought that blue-violet was the hottest colour fire could go. They were wrong. Fewer thought that complete violet was the hottest colour that fire could go. They were all wrong.
There were colours above that that could only be achieved with the eminence of magic, and that was what Drako had attained.
Furthermore, it was very clear that he wielded the full benefits of a Law Beast who had Law Essence for Mana rather than Magical Energy. That was why he was able to keep such an exhausting attack going without running out of energy, which made him a terrifying foe for anyone if he ever became an enemy.
Gaia had Divine Essence for Mana but unfortunately she didn’t share the same extensive energy capacity as a Law Beast. But on the flip side, the magic she wielded was much more potent.
She was not jealous of Drako, her power output was much higher than what he had displayed and her various techniques allowed her to be more versatile, but she was still astonished by his capabilities. If she hadn’t become used to the irregularities in Eridius then she would have been deeply suspicious.
After all, with the degree of mastery he had over his power, there was a good chance that he was a reincarnator, especially with how he had been hiding his true power all these years.
But now, although she was still suspicious, it wasn’t raising any real alarms. She found something to be suspicious about at least once a month in normal times, and was expecting that rate to increase to a few times a day in a special war time like this. Drako’s matter was not outside of this expectation.
Gaia let out a sigh before looking at the Cursed Continent’s shore.
The Creatures of Envy had a noticeable difference in mood. They were still glaring, but now a lot of them had their attention focused solely on Drako and wore uglier expressions on their faces.
Gaia didn’t think for a second that they were upset about the deaths of what were clearly their pawns. It was a lot more likely that their warped minds were making them feel very, very envious of Drako’s capabilities. It didn’t help that the Dragon himself was floating in the air unfazed, looking like what he did was nothing much.
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Other people here were feeling awe and envy, talk less of the literal creatures of Envy. Gaia could see their many green eyes glowing brighter as the envious energy within them reacted to their emotions.
It was something to slightly worry about since she wasn’t aware of what such a situation could cause, but she wouldn’t let it disrupt her. In any case, it was finally time for her to make a move.
“Well done, Drako. You did well, I’m impressed.” Gaia spoke out, letting her voice reach far with a little mana manipulation.
“Thank you.” Draco replied simply.
She didn’t have any qualms about publicly praising the King of a race that was technically her own race’s greatest rival. She was a bonafide goddess in all aspects apart from cultivation, an ex-immortal that had lived thousands of years, and finally, a woman who couldn't care less about the petty reason for their fighting.
Rather, she was more impressed by the special technique that caused the rivalry in the first place. The [Evolutionary Blood Technique] that every race apart from the Dragons seemed to be born with. Coming up with an excuse for that inexplicable reason so that the Dragon race could trust her had been a little annoying, and missing out on the technique itself had been even more so. However, she couldn’t complain. The things that she herself had inherited were not at all lacking.
She only felt that it was a little unfortunate that the technique was slowly disappearing. Apparently, subsequent generations were being born with less and less memories of the technique and were gradually forgetting how to use it perfectly, causing a rising chance of failure that led to even more deaths.
Gaia inwardly shook her head.
She flapped her wings hard and shot up higher until she was flying above all of her companions. Then with a bit of effort, she utilised her Laws of Creation and her relearned Laws of Illusion to create a giant image behind her.
The image was a replica of her appearance, only it was much bigger, being about 1000 metres tall, and was half transparent. She could have made it fully corporeal and replicative of a real life form, but that was not her intent, nor was it wise for her to show all of her cards.
The avatar shone with an imposing golden light and released a domineering aura that caused many to begin trembling. Even the rabid fighting in the sea slowed down.
“I am the goddess of Creation, Genesis Gaia!” The avatar spoke. Its voice, or rather her voice boomed across the entire continent and surrounding sea.
“Sinners of Envy, blights of Eridius, your end time has come. Let me tell you now that this is not a battle, this is not a war, this is not even a slaughter. What will happen today is your judgement. This is your judgement day and nothing in Eridius can save you. Come, step forward and be purified.”
The giant avatar’s eyes flooded with light and in the next instant, thousands of souls were dragged into a dream. It was the last dream they would ever have.
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{𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: According to science, violet coloured fire is the hottest known colour at about 3000 degrees fahrenheit. I’ve noticed that the colour grades seem to follow the rainbow a little if you compare the 2 (with a couple exceptions).
Fire from coldest to hottest: Red, orange, yellow, white, blue, indigo, violet.
Rainbow: Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet.
I wonder if that means something. Anyways, I tried to use this theory to come up with a hotter colour than violet but violet is the last colour on a normal rainbow. So I had to be minutely creative and thought about the related pink. Well, technically, pink should be in the opposite direction if you want to be REALLY scientific, but not this time. This universe and our own don’t follow all of the same physics.}