Warlock of the Magus World Chapter 1191-1192
Currently, within the conference of the Magi.
"I'm afraid the Chaos Lord and Evil Filthy Eye won't be able to hold up, we need to send reinforcements!" Distorted Shadow shouted frantically, but then he felt awkward when nobody stood with him. After all, Leylin's words had made sense. It was impossible for Magi to take the risk to sacrifice themselves for others.
"If there's still some doubt in your hearts, maybe I can prove my point…" The power of original sin shot forth from Leylin's body, carrying traces of blood with black spots. This power that carried all the sins of the mortal world attracted numerous gazes; even if everyone here was a peak rank 8 some were shocked by Leylin's aura.
"The path of original sin… This power…" The ancient Tree of Life seemed to recall something.
The blood dripped down in the void, forming into the seven sins as it seemed to acquire a life of its own. The dense fog shrunk to form a few tall figures.
Leylin, the Darkness Lord, Mother Core, even Distorted Shadow… They were all imitated to perfection, including the energy waves of their truesouls! Such was the mercurial power of original sin. Even the faint auras being leaked by these rank 8 existences could be analysed and imitated.
'Identical auras…' Numerous rank 8s were surprised by the skill Leylin displayed, Mother Core most of all. 'He's grown stronger again. Even if it's only an avatar, one can see the changes in his true body as well. It's like he never met a bottleneck after reaching peak rank 8…'
She sent her tendrils out to gather information, finally getting to the crux of the matter. 'This is the influence of the Dark Ages? The negative emotions generated in the end times are the best nourishment for the Nightmare Hydra…'
Indeed, that was why Leylin engulfed the sun, bringing about the Dark Ages instead of attacking the gods. The Dark Ages benefitted him greatly, giving a thousandfold the power of sin he would've acquired during times of peace.
Massacre, death, greed, envy… All the deadly sins had come into play in the end times. They occurred often, and were intense when they did. Without anyone knowing the better, Leylin had actually seized the powers of everyone struggling in the prime material plane to increase his own power!
It was like he had an entire world's worth of zealots worshipping him, providing him with unending power. How could his strength not advance by leaps and bounds? The avatars that were more real than the originals crossed the boundaries of spacetime, containing violent energy.
"Kill the Overgod!" "Our glory cannot be tarnished!" "Reinforce the Lord of Chaos and Evil Filthy Eye!" Powerful conscients pierced through the sky, led by an avatar of original sin with the power of a peak rank 8 Magus. They descended upon the Abyss like several gigantic meteorites.
"Such vile power… As expected of the God of Massacre, more chaotic than the demons and more vile than the devils…" Both the Demogorgon and Orcus quivered at the edge of the Abyss. "The Magi are here! Inform the gods!"
"The truth shall verify everything!" Several existences were looking at the image displayed by Mother Core. The fake avatars had just arrived outside the Abyss, about to enter its depths.
A terrifying change occurred at that moment, green light brimming with the aura of life suddenly forming a cage of green vines that trapped the party. The flora of the world roared out, as if a primordial beast had just woken up.
"The God of the Wild, Silvanus… To think he's still alive…" Mother Core's face instantly became unsightly. Silvanus was second only to the Overgod, the number of Magi that had died at his hands not few.
"I didn't expect this… Even if his divine body had been crushed, he didn't fall completely…" The Darkness Lord sighed as well, looking at Leylin with a gaze of encouragement and gratification. Silvanus' appearance had proved him right.
"Wait for it…" Leylin actually grew even more solemn, perhaps even a little eager.
*Rumble!* *Boom!* The four elemental planes roared out, rippling with terrifying power as an endless stream of elemental power congealed to form a powerful seal.
Earth, Fire, Wind, Water! The elemental gods had shown themselves, their combined might causing the Darkness Lord to lose his voice.
The four elements formed a vast storm of origin force, instantly exterminating the avatars inside the cage. Not even a speck of dust was overlooked.
"No… These aren't true bodies, they're just avatars…" The Goddess of Air, Akadi, frowned. "They could even conceal their spiritual fluctuations from us… These Magi are even more difficult to deal with than the ancient ones…"
"That doesn't matter. It is our duty to safeguard the peace and security of the entire world," Kossuth the Lord of Fire said.
"At least we can be sure that they're not as strong as in the last war. This is good news…" A gigantic flower bloomed as the will of nature descended upon them. Having lost his true body in the Final War, Silvanus had merged his will with the nature of the world, growing even stronger in the process.
"As long as we exist, we will not allow the Magi to advance even half a step!" The power of nature guided the four elements, forming a solid seal in front of the Abyss that prevented the two Magi within from escaping. The elemental planes roared, pouring origin force into the seal continuously, their might causing the hearts of the Magi watching to palpitate.
"Goddess of Air Akadi, God of Earth Grumbar, God of Water Istishia, God of Fire Kossuth, alongside the God of the Wild Silvanus… To think these ancient existences were actually still alive…" A peak rank 8 Magus released a cry of surprise,
"Jiejie… Very well, very well! We can settle the the vengeance of previous war together now…" A few avatars from the corner sneered. They were all like Distorted Shadow, mere remnant wills sealed up by the gods. Although Leylin had set them free, their powers had dropped and they were currently recovering.
"These are five pinnacle existences even amongst the greater gods. Unless we mobilise everyone, we won't be able to break through the elemental planes…" Mother Core said, "On top of that, the two-world plan's defences will drop if we leave."
"It isn't just that," Leylin said without hurry.
No Magus would underestimate him now, thinking of him as a new entry to their ranks. It wasn't easy to confuse greater gods with an avatar, and being unable to see through his powers themselves couldn't he casually mount a sneak attack upon any of them? All guarantees were fake, might being the only truth.
"I noticed another existence as well…" Leylin waved his hands, and the dark power of original sin built a murky image. A golden light was lurking within the darkness of the Abyss, something Mother Core's probes hadn't managed to discover.
Seeing the genuine appearance of the god, Mother Core immediately stirred up. "That's the Earthmother, she's mine!"
"Eh?!" Leylin frowned for a moment, but quickly relaxed. 'Right. Mother Core has reached the limits of her path, unable to advance and comprehend the powers of spacetime. Chauntea walks the same path as well, so if she can devour the goddess to make up for her foundation she really will have a chance of advancing to rank 9…'
What was more enticing to a peak rank 8 existence than advancing to rank 9? Leylin could understand Mother Core's excitement, her future had just appeared in front of her.
"Silvanus is mine," the ancient Tree of Life followed. Its path of life perfectly fit into Silvanus' domain of nature.
"Haha… Very well, this is the boldness we should have! Even a greater god is restricted by their faith, only fit to become my prey…" Looking at this atmosphere, the Darkness Lord began laughing in excitement.
Two streaks of lightning crashed down in the Abyss, flashing with resentment and unwillingness. The world rumbled as a few powerful gods escaped the place, cutting a sorry figure as they assembled before Silvanus.
"Chaos Lord… Deserving of the name…" Tyr looked at a laceration on his chest, filled with chaos energy as it spread throughout his body.
The other gods weren't much better, Gruumsh the most worse off. More than half his body had been corroded, revealing dark brown skin. Golden blood and internal organs were sticking out of his body.
It wasn't an easy task to kill two peak rank 8 Magi, and even these five formidable gods had to pay the price.
"I've consumed a lot of divine force. I'll need to enter slumber for a while, and looking at the state of my worshippers it will take longer than normal…" Oghma frowned.
"You've worked hard…" A layer of green light enveloped the greater gods' bodies. Their divine force was suddenly replenished, their expressions recovering as the injuries on their bodies healed.
"I've gathered enough faith over the millennia to replenish your powers…" Silvanus was brimming with gentle kindness. He'd always been nice to everyone he met, the sole exception being the Magi.
"Those Magi can watch on as two of their own fall. They really are sinister and crafty…" The other gods said in indignation, trying to come up with some sort of conspiracy.
Silvanus waved, and the elemental power of the four planes instantly isolated their location. Even Mother Core couldn't peer in on further conversation.
Mother Core spoke up without hurry after the image was cut off, "I cannot sense the two in the spacetime river… They've fallen completely, their truesouls destroyed. Without the intervention of a rank 9 it will be impossible for them to revive…"
Magi gained the ability to revive from a single drop of blood at rank 6, and Magi of laws were like cockroaches that would revive swiftly as long as a trace of their will remained. However, greater gods were at the same level of power. Leylin could stop the gods from resurrecting, and so, too, could the gods stop Magi.
No small number of Magi of laws had fallen in the Final War. Thinking of that point, even Leylin felt his heart go cold.
'The ability to stop a Magus' truesoul from entering the river of spacetime… Even Kelemvor should be unable to perform such feats,' Leylin's face grew imposing, 'There's only one possibility. Jergal has appeared once more! Is the Final War already at that stage?'
Jergal was an ancient God of Death, the oldest god alive. Legends spoke of his weariness of his job that led him to create Kelemvor to assume his position, letting him enter seclusion somewhere in the Ghost World.
Even the ancient dusk of the gods hadn't aroused Jergal. Any existences harbouring ill will towards him could only die miserably, and as time passed his name had become a taboo secret. However, this renowned god had exited seclusion right now, participating in the Final War at such an early stage. The turn of events surprised Leylin.
It wasn't hard for numerous greater gods to kill two peak rank 8 Magi. However, it was far more difficult to wipe their souls from the spacetime river, something only the ancient God of Death was proficient in. Leylin felt like the coming battle would be intense, determining victory or death.
However, these were all results he had to achieve. All obstructions on his path to truth and eternity would be crushed without hesitation, regardless of identity or power. A dull glow shone out of Leylin's eyes…
Starting with the fight in the Abyss, the gods completed adjusting their divine kingdoms quickly, beginning their counterattack against the Magi. All gods, regardless of rank and power, turned out in full strength to purge the Magi from their world.
Although Magi of laws were stronger on average, the gods had the home field advantage. They didn't hold back on their divine force at all, using everything in their arsenals to take the Magi out.
With the foundation of their divine kingdoms, they were not required to worry about the problem of their backyard catching fire. With numerous peak rank 8s stuck working on the two-world project, the gods were pressing forward step by step, eliminating several Magi in succession.
The flames of war spread across the astral plane, extinguishing millions of lives.
Information from ancient times was spread despite the unreasonable ancient races, speaking of the Magi, the dusk of the gods, and the road to eternity. It deeply stunned the entire world.
The actions of the gods were quick and violent, like predators stalking their prey as they aimed at the weakest points to launch fatal strikes. With several powerful gods overseeing them, the gods took control of the prime material plane once more.
Numerous priests were dispatched to aid the remaining survivors, bringing food and superior weapons. The World WIll adapted the prime material plane to a life without the sun, making new edible plants that were similar to oats and rice. Alongside the mushrooms and seeds brought up from the Underdark, the humans were finally satisfied.
Hive after hive of the Lightkiller Bugs was destroyed, ceasing their suppression of humanity. Survivors started to build tall walled cities once more, establishing new towns as well as civilisation was rebuilt. Everything seemed to be heading for a better future…
Sadly, in the eyes of certain existences like the Magi, these actions were pitiful death throes. Numerous peak rank 8 Magi had assembled outside the World of Gods, within the boundless astral plane. Leylin was standing at their core.
"The major preparations are finally complete. The rest will be in your hands, Lord Leylin…" The truesoul of the Darkness Lord was a lump of black smoke with fiery red flames for eyes, flickering with the cycle of life as it moved.
"That's not a problem!" Leylin looked behind him.
The silhouette of an extremely massive world was sitting there, a short distance away. It possessed the glory of the Magi, releasing energy waves that Leylin was familiar with. The Magi had actually brought the Magus World here from across the astral plane!
A massive world had been moved into the path of another equally large one. This had never happened in the history of the astral plane. This was the arduous project that he majority of peak rank 8 Magi had dedicated themselves to, combining their truesouls for a long time to complete.
*Bzzt!* A unique attractive forces was generated as the two worlds drew close. Numerous laws distorted as they fused, spreading endlessly to form a network that encompassed the whole area.
'The mutual attraction of the World Origin Forces…' Leylin sighed in admiration, 'When the World of Gods and Magus World fuse completely, the hidden path of eternity will show itself… A prophecy from ancient times verified by several Magi…'
"Right… Now is the time for everything to end!" A faint light shone within Mother Core's eyes as she arrived beside Leylin, looking at the disc in his hands.
The combined efforts of many Magi had finally repaired the Manderhawke Plate, revealing several strange and disorderly patterns that formed one harmonious entity with a mysterious glow.
"It's started!" The Manderhawke Plate in Leylin's hands floated up, emitting a warm radiance at the boundary of the World of Gods and the Magus World.
"The End! Eternity!" Numerous peak rank 8 Magi roared, the power of laws gathering to the extreme to form turbulent rivers that represented their paths. All of it poured into the Manderhawke Plate.
With the support of such great amounts of energy, the Manderhawke Plate grew larger and larger. White light melted a huge portion of the crystal sphere, revealing the World of Gods within.
This wasn't like the small-scaled attack Leylin used to enter before. It was a direct, violent confrontation, aimed to destroy the crystal sphere entirely! A terrifying sound spread across several worlds, causing the gods of the World of Gods to lose their heads in fear.
"The crystal sphere! It's been shattered!" They felt an impending sense of doom. It was impossible to measure the amount of damage they would take when the crystal sphere collapsed.