Chapter 646 Searching

After he finished his mission on the aquatic planet, Nial traveled to a different part of the Meteorfield.

For the next decade, Nial traveled, researched, and he traveled even more.

He visited three volcanic planets, different types of frozen worlds of everlasting ice, planets that were overgrown with a single type of region, and various planets where beasts reigned the races habituating the planets.

Nial learned a lot, he got to know more races and powerhouses that were either full of themselves, or humble and more likable.

Nial fought a lot, and he learned a lot about the Advocate of the Pryards. By now, Nial had a few suspects of the beings he presumed to be the Advocate of the Pryards.

Because he knew that his eyes had been special before the Advocate of the Pryards took them, Nial could shrink the pool of Gods who could have killed all habitants of the Lacardian Empyrean Void and take his eyes.

The Advocate of the Pryards must have been alive and very strong when Damian, the Late God of Darkness, had been alive as well.

Someone must have known that the Advocate of the Pryards had been cursed and that his ailment had been cured not too long ago as well.

Interestingly enough, there was more than one Ancient God, and even a Primordial, who turned into his suspects.

Nial didn't think that the Primordial was capable of killing him. After all, he had been a Spectran, whose entire body was said to have been shredded in the Great War against Damian.

There was a precise difference between a body being shredded and barely being able to curse someone's eyes. Damian would have ended the life of the Spectran, and not just shredded him. Furthermore, the Spectran didn't have eyes, in the first place. How could the Spectran take something that didn't even exist, in the first place?

Nial knew that the Spectran looked like golden spirits that were floating in the air. They had a pair of golden semi-translucent wings that hung down their back unmoving. Their entire body was golden in color and it looked like they were made out of metal.

Their face was a mask that looked like a holographic screen. Thinking about it, they were more of a mixture between a spirit and a machine than anything else. That was also why Nial thought it made sense for the shredded Spectran to have been healed by shedding his old body once his new body had been created.

The Spectran spent eons reforging his body and transferring his soul and everything important about his existence.

Nial found out a little bit about the other Primordials. The only Primordials of whom he couldn't collect too much information were the Primordials with Supreme control of Time. It felt like they were able to interfere in any systematic and delete the information that had been collected about the.

That left only the Galbians and Soularns as Primordial races. Nial didn't think that any member of those two races was capable of being the Advocate of the Pryards.

The Galbians were a Primordial race known for their destructiveness, and the Lacardian Empyrean Void didn't look like it had been bombed when the Advocate of the Pryard wreaked havoc. Everything had been destroyed, but not to the extent that someone with the Power of Obliteration would have annihilated everyone and everything.

Their heads looked human, but it was also mixed with the features of a shark. The Galbians had a huge mouths with several rows of razor-sharp teeth. They had a large white shark fin just from the Galbians' necks along their spines. Apparently, the Galbians had completely white eyes as well.

That also means Nial would be able to find out if one of the Galbians had silver eyes. After all, everyone would be talking about that.

Gablians were in possession of the Power of Obliteration. Their whole body was eerily white with a humongous black stigma covering their entire body. From head to toe, their white skin was covered with the black stigma by at least 50%.

The Galbians were proud of their tremendous Power, and they would never surrender to anyone else. At least that was what Nial had learned in his few encounters with the Galbian

The Soularn were not too different from the Galbians when it came to their pride. The Soularn were also entirely covered with a stigma. However, contrary to the Galbian, they covered their entire body with armor. Their head looked similar to Velociraptors with black skin. It was just that their sound was not as long as a Velociraptor's and that the back of their head was a little longer.

Their eyes were golden and more than 50% of their body was covered with the white Stigma that granted them their strongest powers; the power to annihilate souls without causing any physical damage!

The Soularn were more than three meters tall and if one was to look closely, one could easily see that their skin was extremely rough and twisted in certain areas. It was almost as if their skin was a mixture between black scales and thick human-like skin.

They didn't seem to be related to the Advocate of the Pryards as well. In fact, the Soularn and Galbian were one of the few races with whom Damian didn't really seem to have a problem in the past. Nial was not too sure if he had been scared of their powers but it was a fact that Damian never killed any of them.

At least that was what Damian's memories showed Nial.

While time passed rather quickly, Nial's chaos seed blossomed. It created the Essence of Chaos which was then fused with his body to nourish him.

His foundation was getting stronger by the day and he finally finished choice of his Divinity.

He decided to create a Divinity that was frowned upon, something that was not even supposed to exist anymore.

However, Nial could clearly tell that it was important for him to create that specific Divinity. After all, he had to make use of the abilities and powers he had been granted.

And he felt like he needed lots of strength…very very soon at that.

The most recent memory from the Late God of Darkness showed this to him quite clearly.