Chapter 2214

Chapter 2214

Randidly’s emotional sea rose in response to his need. Emotions flooded through his body, desperation, fear, anger, hatred, and a pure admiration for violence. These spun together in a whirlwind-like form, eventually each emotion settling down and siphoning off to the image it most matched with.

Enmya walked forward, his symbols orbiting around his body like a black wicker posse protecting a celebrity. Randidly moved to meet him, spinning Acri, feeling Sulfur’s Combat Furnace activate. But even though Randidly’s body had been repeatedly reinforced with Nether, his skin began to smolder and burn underneath the energy released by this strange being.

The purple-black mountain of Nether in front of him seem so high he felt like he should be able to see the Pinnacle from the top. More rolled down the surface every second, spewed out and intensifying the hurdle. Now, he just needed to carve a path.

Congratulations! Your Skill Nyx’s Successor Births Fate (GD) has grown to Level 999!

With narrowed eyes, Randidly followed the flows of energy. Compared to the dense and violent energy patterns coming out from the symbols, the original note from Enmya’s own Nether Core felt much more manageable. A smile crossed Randidly’s face as he squeezed his spear. Let’s check whether the blunt approach really won’t work.

For the first time, Randidly pulled his three images together in a single activation, each shimmering with their emotional affect. Each with a thick river of Nether flowing through them, image and history working in tandem. Cloak of Utter Night. Marred Yet Reliable Foundation of Yggdrasil. Diffracted Corruption from an Avaricious Impossibility.

The three images burned with power. The combined activation missed slightly; Randidly couldn’t quite balance the aggressive new Dread Homunculus compared to the others. But he had plenty of experience utilizing simultaneous activations and the attempt didn’t fail. So he rushed forward, cloaked in darkness, driven by the powerful physique of Yggdrasil. To fight against the radiation of this strange Nether Apparatus, Randidly released his tight grip on the corrupting power of the Stillborn Phoenix.

He blazed with the invasive light of an alien animus, shredding the nearby Nether simply with sheer incompatibility.

The edges of the event horizon on his left hand trembled, sending liquidized light rippling outward. It was a mouth that wanted to curl into a gleeful smile, while also hungrily sucking down as much as it could manage. Strange, chaotic ripples buzzed out from Randidly’s hand as he pounced into the edges of Enmya’s Nether mountain.

He crashed against the edges, earning a pounding headache as tight bands of significance wrapped around his body while simultaneously scratching at his psyche. His radiation might have sheered through the new layers dripping down the mountain with every eruption, but the dense energy around the black wicker symbols had more spin. With a growl, Randidly tore his way directly through the physical impediments and shoved his images forward. But the pulsing effect of Enmya’s zone strengthened with each step.

Even worse than the pain was the silence. Randidly felt abruptly underwater after he forced his way into the layered Nether, with only the buzzing chords of the symbols around him.

“You are a minor individual in a universe beyond your understanding.” Enmya’s vicious eyes closed briefly as his voice cut through the silence. The signal from his Nether Core shifted. The different sigils hanging in the air began to shift slightly, most of them drifting in Randidly’s direction like the tips of icebergs poking out into existence, dragging behind them huge masses of significance. “Chance has conspired to give you a poor understanding of your situation; some tests are impossible, that is simply life. It is just a matter of how long you can live in ignorance before you limits are revealed.

Randidly gritted his teeth. He felt even the Cloak of Utter Night, resonating with his Second Authority to possess power beyond understanding, beginning to shrink back. The Nether mountain was so dense, such a solid edifice it simply endured Randidly’s images without response. So he physically churned through the energy, slashing with Acri and moving into the small flawed energy.

Enmya studied him as he continued to stomp his way forward. “Likely, I will spare you, once your primitive Nether Core has been broken. You can start again, following a more enlightened path.”

Congratulations! Your Skill the Cloak of Utter Night (P) has grown to Level 975!

Congratulations! Your Skill Marred Yet Reliable Foundation of Yggdrasil (T) has grown to Level 936!

Two, three, four, five, six waves of specters came into being, struggling to follow his movements with their clumsy and misshapen limbs. Opposite him, Enmya’s eyes opened, as though realizing Randidly hadn’t simply capitulated and allowed the lesson to be delivered unto his body. Almost simultaneously, a bit more of those strange, discordant notes pressed through Randidly’s defensive images and reached his Nether Core. From within the core of his bleak mountain of energy, the Sovereign wasn’t idle.

A silent vigil it might be, but not a casual one.

The light from the emerald blaze of Randidly’s gaze brightened. He wants to bring my Nether Core into alignment. Pull it into this fucking symphony and grind it to dust.

Not that knowing would help Randidly stop it. It just meant his resolve to shred this strange Nether Domain intensified. Once his shifting movements had created eleven flailing waves of movements, he refined each gesture into a series of repeated, overlapping motions. Standing under the Cloak of Utter Night, he became a faceless force that waved a thousand arms, grasped with ten thousand claws.

Congratulations! Your Skill Erebus Baleful Waltz (P) has grown to Level 996!

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Congratulations! Your Skill Erebus’ Baleful Waltz (P) has grown to Level 1001!

He found the thin fault lines between consequences and lashed out. Hallucinations of the Bloodless Heart. Darkness Withers the Horizon and the Carrion Stirs. The Wrathful Calamity Rends.

His three images came together perfectly. The dark specters of Erebus’ Baleful Waltz were hallucinations, but the Stillborn Phoenix armed them with need and the vicious blades of gravitational force. Empowered by the image, they surged like an army within his form, aspects of darkness that touched and stilled Enmya’s core signal.

Congratulations! Your Skill Darkness Withers the Horizon and the Carrion Stirs (T) has grown to Level 950!

And once the churning waves of significance stilled, those thousands of hateful hands could rend open the flaws.

For a split second, the heavy silence remained, likely the oppressive reason Enmya had been called the Sovereign of the Breathless Vigil crouching across the whole volume of his energy mountain. But then the bubble popped. Then Randidly heard the sounds of his own breath, the buzzing presence of the sigils, the mutter and whispers of the nearby Nether Warriors. The working had been broken, with this Nether Core not yet infected by whatever insidious energy Enmya wielded.

Randidly pounced forward toward Enmya’s body; he had rent apart the opponent’s ability, but all the sigils lingered in the air. He didn’t want to waste any more time. His fingers tightened around Acri’s shaft and he gathered his images for a thrust-

Enmya shook his head, almost sadly. “As expected, you dig your own grave.”

Randidly’s skin crawled, just as unpleasant a sensation as the caustic Nether gnawing at him. Wrapped in a cloak of night, he jittered sideways out of the way as a concentrated beam of Nether aimed to pierce his heart.

His eyes fixated on one of the black wicker sigils, which blazed with flames of Nether Weight now that the Nether Mountain had fractured around him. It had been the first, but soon the score of others in the surrounding space also began to shimmer with power. Small seeds of Nether Blasts formed around the symbols as they drifted closer, their harsh notes tearing at the air.