Odyssey of the Blind God

Nial released the power of the Vengeance of Chaos ability to break through the weakest seam that held the laboratory together.

It was impossible to create a laboratory of that size from a single piece of marble. There were also runic constellations carved inside the marble, which made it even more obvious that the hidden laboratory was actually a structure made from countless pieces of marble.

Nial could feel that everything seemed to belong together but his dark energy had found the seams, every point that connected the rest. He looked for the weakest and released his strongest attack, breaking everything apart.

There was no hesitation in his movements as darkness wings spread out of his back to slow his fall as the ceiling collapsed.

Destroying a single connecting point had such a great effect…and probably the fact that there had been more than ten Originals wielding heavy weapons and weapons that were comparatively a bit light, yet, also heavy pieces of armor.

A huge hole could be perceived in the middle of the hidden laboratory's entrance hall and Nial couldn't help but smile weirdly.

"Sorry, I forgot to issue a warning…hah…" He said.

Nial scratched the back of his head, but nobody said anything.

They were too baffled due to the fact that the ceiling had collapsed all of a sudden, and even more so about the power Nial had just used.

"Chaos?" One of the oldest Nightshadow Elves asked almost as if he was questioning himself and his eyes as if they were deceiving him.

The other Nightshadow Elves looked at each other for a moment before their eyes flicked over to the currents that were released from Nial's wrist.

"That really is the Power of Chaos…" Another Nightshadow Elf mumbled.

"Chaos?" Nial mumbled to himself before shrugging his shoulders. He possessed the Vengeance of Chaos ability that had evolved from the Swirl of Chaos ability crystal. It was quite obvious that the grayish currents were closely related to Chaos, if not Chaos itself!

But he didn't know what Chaos was, not completely, at least. Was it just a new type of energy? Probably not because he manifested the gray currents with mana and the other energies at his disposal. But what was Chaos then?

[You really need to learn a lot. What you're trying to control is Chaos… you don't understand that right? You can control Chaos…PURE Chaos!] Kaeldur marveled all of a sudden.

Nial could not really understand his oldest companion. What was he trying to say?

'So?'
[What SO? Do you even understand what that means?] Kaeldur asked in Nial's mind, not believing his ears.

'I have literally no idea what that means….by the way, why didn't you tell me what exactly these gray currents were when I first used them?' Nial countered and Kaeldur turned quiet for a few seconds.

[You never asked? You were so good at controlling the Chaos that I expected you to…why do I feel like you want to beat me?]

'...Tyrant can beat you up later…'

Nial made a mental note to ask Kaeldur more about Chaos when the task at hand would be completed. It might take a while before he had some time but that was more than fine.

He visualized a few guards that were at the Deux rank, followed by a handful of Keltia ranked Originals. There were ten Deux Originals for every Keltia Original Nial visualized.



While both numbers were rather high, Nial was not exactly impressed based on what he perceived.

'Probably mercenaries or slaves?' He thought when he visualized that there were dozens of different races in the groups of guards. There weren't more than three members of the same race in the guards, which made it quite clear that the guards shouldn't belong to a sub-race of the Shelturion.

Shelturion were rather cowardly, so it was to be expected that they used others to fight for them. They were quite wealthy and had enough riches to pay mercenaries or nourish a large quantity of slaves.

However, that was where their problem lay. Mercenaries would only work for what they've been paid, nothing more or less. There was no loyalty and they would prioritize their own life over the task to waste it for their client if things went south.

It would be unnecessary to ask for a bigger commission if there was a high-risk factor that would render them unable to spend the riches after all.

As for the Slaves, their combat talent was likely to be extremely low, and so was the quality of their abilities and equipment. It was unlikely for the master of the slaves to give them high-quality equipment and ability crystals. To make up for that investment would take years, if not decades!

Thus, Nial and the Nightshadow Elves chose the most appropriate tactic to fight against the Guards, ignoring the fact that they were actually mercenaries or slaves. They would overwhelm them with tremendous power and bash their heads to instill deep-rooted fear and desperation.

Their aim would be to break their opponents' morale as that would signify that they had won half the battle.

Nial understood this quite clearly, and it was because of this reason that he landed on the ground. A huge black hand emerged from his abdomen. The black hand was growing in size and a forearm soon took shape. The huge black hand clawed into the ground a few meters away and it pulled himself out of Nial, allowing the Tyrant of Destruction to emerge.

'Looks like we have to train that a little bit. Your entrance was not exactly…glorious…' Nial merely commented while the bulky Devil got up from the ground. A huge mace was forming in his hand, and currents of darkness oozed out of his body, shrouding every inch of his body, leaving only his ruby-glowing eyes clearly visible.

Tyrant roared out, unleashing a terrifying pressure that was strong enough to make the glass walls all around him shake before he smashed the mace into the floor and burst open in an instant.

'Nevermind, that is good enough.'

Nial gave a small smile before his expression changed swiftly as well. Darkness exuded from all over his body, shrouding him in his entirety. However, instead of ending up as a mere layer of protection, the darkness continued to emerge from his body.

A hand of darkness pierced out from below each side of his shoulder and it grew in size. The fingers of the hands of darkness ended in large claws coated in a dark-greenish color. Simultaneously, crimson vein-like patterns began to spread out from the area of his chest.

The pressure around Nial increased slowly but steadily and a distorted grimace of darkness covered his face. The ruby eyes of the grimacing face shone brightly and a huge, excited smile followed suit.

Dark energy spread through the ground and it expanded with every step he took. Two pitch-black daggers had appeared in Nial's hands, just to make it seem as if they disappeared once again. It looked like the daggers had never existed, but only Nial and Kaeldur knew that they were still resting in Nial's hand, calmly waiting to shed the blood of his opponents.

'It looks like our Ancient Devilization's second form works quite well.'

Kaeldur's body had fused with Nial once again. However, this time, Nial had been able to manifest a few more body parts of the first Devil he had encountered.

He called them Devils because they were creations of the Late God of Darkness, but he was actually not sure if Kaeldur and Tyrant were actually Devils.

Something told him that their names were different but it didn't really matter, not right now.

Kaeldur's arms had grown out of Nial's shoulder and he was able to use them as if they were his own arms. At the same time, Kaeldur's powers were retained in his body. Thus, Nial was able to use Kaeldur's powers while they were fused into one being.

Nial made use of this by forming balls of darkness within Kaeldur's claws while he burst forward, exposing the black blades that were able to disappear in the darkness…and bringing forth darkness was what Nial was best at.

He threw the balls of darkness that were filled with the Hodur's Heir miasma and he waited before he would make them burst open when the two forces were about to clash.

The Nightshadow Elves had been prepared for the sudden disruption, but the same couldn't be said about the Guards.

The sudden darkness that spread through the white entrance hall of the hidden laboratory came unexpectedly…and so were the blades that pierced through the narrow gaps in the Guards' armors.

Let there be a river of blood!

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