Chapter 1714 Damaged Humanoid Peacock.

Chapter 1714 Damaged Humanoid Peacock.

1714 Damaged Humanoid Peacock.

Soon, Felix used his envy laws to mimic the appearence of the picked race with some personal modification.

Cling! Cling!

The celestial chains immediately tightened around Felix and introduced him to a world of pain after he tried to use his laws again!

Felix gritted his teeth, fought the pain, and continued designing his appearence.

"Do you need any help?" Apollo offered with a sympathetic look.

He had once experienced those chains and knew full well that Felix wasn't faking his agony.

"No..." Felix uttered with great difficulty.

'It must be eating him inside to feel this weak and hopeless.' Thor sighed.

'He has gotten accustomed to being at the top. To have such a fall, would ruin any warrior's mentality.' Fenrir approved.

The tenants were correct in their assumption...Felix despised the sensation of weakness to the core as it made him feel like he was under the whims of everyone.

Thus, after settling down in the quantum realm, his first objective was to find a way around the celestial chains, if it existed.

Otherwise, he was going to spend the most depressing twelve million years of his life.

As he fought the excruciating pain, Felix's transformation started step by step under the watchful eyes of the tenants.

As he concentrated, his hair underwent a mesmerizing change, growing longer and separating into flowing waves of green and blue, occasionally illuminating the surrounding quantum fabric with gentle pulses of light.

His physique became leaner and somewhat shorter, embodying the elegant stature of the Luminoans, while the tattoos across his chest morphed into intricate designs inscribed in the Luminoan language, signifying unity with their culture.

Brown fox-like ears sprouted atop his head, complementing his already elf-like ears, and enhancing his auditory perception to Luminoan standards.

His eyes transformed into bright green orbs, devoid of traditional pupils, replaced by luminescent lines that danced with every glance.

Even his handsome facial structure wasn't left in peace as his features now possessed a sharper, more youthful jawline with a smaller nose and lips.

Yet, the most mesmerizing part about the Luminoans was their clothes.

Felix proceeded to complete his disguise by donning the traditional attire of the Luminoans.

He slipped into boots crafted from a material that absorbed and reflected the quantum realm's vibrant energies, followed by green jeans that hugged his leaner frame perfectly, each movement causing them to shimmer subtly.

The centerpiece of his ensemble was a long dark green jacket, adorned with intricate lines that pulsed gently, harmonizing with the quantum realm's ever-shifting light.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

These lines, a signature of Luminoan craftsmanship, seemed alive, resonating with the energy around them.

"Can't you shut up for once in your life?!"

"Haha, in Luminoan garb, he strides with grace, A stranger's guise, on his familiar face. We dodge and weave, through chaos and light, our journey a tale, of delight and plight."

Apollo's laughter mingled with the melody, his song painting a vivid picture of their escapades, turning even the most mundane moments into tales of joy and camaraderie.

Even when irritated, he couldn't help but crack a hopeless smile at last.

Despite the absurdity of his new appearance, he appreciated the light-hearted take on their otherwise perilous journey.

Plus, after everything that transpired in the eternal kingdom, he needed to have his heart and mind pacified if not by a little...Especially, when he had no clue what was going on with Asna.

"With he by my side, in disguise so fair, We're an unmatched duo, beyooond compare!!"

***

While Apollo was singing his heart out, his alter ego was watching from a realm so steeped in obscurity that it rendered the concept of sight meaningless...

Seated upon a throne crafted from the essence of darkness itself, his presence was an enigma, a nexus of unfathomable intentions and unseen power.

The void around him was not merely the absence of light but a palpable entity, a canvas of impenetrable darkness that seemed to absorb any flicker of illumination, any whisper of warmth...

His eyes, however, told a different story.

The scene within his gaze was a stark juxtaposition to his somber surroundings.

Apollo's upbeat tune and Felix's relaxed demeanor in the emptiness seemed almost blasphemous.

For a brief moment, the alter ego's attention lingered on the reflected adventure, a flicker of something indiscernible, perhaps amusement or curiosity, dancing in the depths of his stare.

Yet, as if realizing the indulgence, the imagery dissolved, the connection abruptly severed, leaving behind nothing but the infinite expanse of darkness once more.

Then, with deliberate slowness, the enigma rose from the throne...His voice, when it came, was a thing of depth and resonance, echoing off the non-walls of his domain, imbuing the void with a sense of impending purpose.

"Laugh and dance, for those black flames are the final key to my puzzle, the final key to my conquest, the final key to my dream..."

His declaration hung in the vacuum, a vow made in the absence of light, witnessed by the denizens of shadow as he was not alone.

As the scene pulled back further, the scope of his domain revealed in all its eldritch grandeur.

Beyond the throne, an endless sea of dark entities stirred, a legion bound by will and purpose, each pair of glowing red eyes!

This was no mere gathering of creatures; it was an army amassed at the edge of creation, awaiting the command of their enigmatic leader.

If he or Lady Sphinx were to spot those dark creatures, their orbs would have been left wide open in shock and disbelief.

For those creatures were identical to none other than the Dark Reaction!!!