Chapter 1230 Unleashed
Lex looked in the distance towards Jeffery, completely unsurprised by his escape. The man was the closest thing Lex could consider to pure evil. He spent his time on earth, causing countless conflicts, wars and genocides just for his own entertainment.
Moreover, it was not just mass conflict that entertained him. Sometimes, he chose his targets specifically and watched them suffer across their entire lives since it brought him a special kind of pleasure.
As disgusting as it was, it required a meticulous and methodical mind. Lex would not believe it if he didn't have various contingencies planned out.
Lex watched curiously as the mass and shape of his body seemed to increase, becoming completely different from what it was. For a brief moment, it almost seemed Draconic to him, but Lex dismissed that idea. With his mastery over Domination, no dragon close to him in realm could hide their aura from him.
But it appeared that Lex learned something new today, as Jeffery's form changed not to that of a dragon, but to that of a small Wyvern! As he gained this form, his aura grew, as if he were no longer in the initial stages of the Earth Immortal realm, but the latter ones.
Wyverns were, in a sense, closely related to dragons, but not quite. They were an offshoot race from dragons, and were barbaric and animalistic in nature. They also lacked the many innate, powerful qualities of dragons.
"Lex, did you know, other than your sister's various samples, we also copied all her memories?" Jeffery spoke, his voice sharp yet harsh to hear. "How do you know the one that you have is the real Moon? What if she's just another clone we have, brainwashed to think she's the real Moon?"
Whatever the creature was, it felt dangerous enough already, but once Jeffery broke the multicolored crystal, whatever it was, the creature grew only more dangerous. He had finally entered the territory of things where he could not passively take things, and had to act.
But that was fine too.
For too long, his sword had been sheathed, hungry to reveal its sheen to the universe. A foe from the forgotten ages of the universe, one whose mere image carried a weight and pressure equal to that of Dragons Might, was a worthy first foe. Although there would be no blood upon defeating it, the concept of first blood was symbolic to begin with.
Lex looked up and met the gaze of the creature, who narrowed its eyes at Lex, almost as if it was sentient. It roared defiantly, as if meeting its gaze was sacrilege, and unleashed devastation as it spread its wings and dove from the sky, its nebulous figure falling directly towards Lex.
"You are the past," Lex whispered as his emotions welled up for some reason. Something deep inside of him told him that the history of this creature was far from simple. But that did not mean Lex would buckle to it.
Domination began to spread from his body naturally as Lex's heart raced, filled with fighting intent. His sword intent, which he had honed for countless years, revealed itself like the bright rays of the rising sun, illuminating the entire realm with its light. The only thing not overwhelmed by the light of the sword was the dark outline of Lex's figure.
"But I am the future."
He raised his right hand up in a ferocious swing, the weight of which caused a quake in the landmass across the entire zone.
Finally, on the ninth lightning strike, his raised hand met the bolt of lightning - which was in the shape of a mysterious creature - and unleashed all the power he had sealed for so long, for the very first time.