Chapter 886 The Power of Will (1)

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Chapter 886 The Power of Will (1)

Eva felt reality reassert itself and expand to create space for a series of gigantic presences a second before the Third Prince and the rest became free of their restrictions. Their presence was like ink dropped in clear water, and before long, their Aura filled the entire dimension, shattering any fragile hold she had over the battlefield and transforming the heavens above into a lake of destruction.

Above, countless planets and stars began to detonate, shattered to pieces as the great presence of their enemies filled the entire dimension, leaving only the spot around Rowan's city and army free of the corrupting influence.

The users of Will were forbidden from stepping foot inside a universe because their powers were absolute, but they were facing multiple enemies with this power, and Rowan's dimension was tested to the limits, the Aura of destruction spreading above was tearing his dimension apart at the seams.

It was no longer about winning but doing it in a short amount of time, if they remained inside this dimension for long, Rowan would perish, he could not contain all these powerful enemies inside his dimension for long. He could barely hold two Powers, and even they did not control Will.

The light in the eyes of the demons, mages, and gods lit up in exultation, for a moment at the beginning, they had been afraid that something might have gone wrong, but with the restrictions holding them back from vanishing, they were free to destroy and plunder this dimension.

The power of the endless undead in their ranks began to swell, and their terrifying cries increased in intensity, this was matched by the cries of the living as weapons were pointed at the pitiful number of opposition before them.

The Lady of Shadow's presence touched everyone to whom she was connected and she sent a pulse of encouragement toward them all, the Aura from their enemies was like anvils tied around their necks, even with the dangers before them, their morale remained firm, and addressing them one last time would only cement their resolve before the battle began.

Her words were without any fluff, she addressed their primary fears, and left them to concentrate on what was to come,

"Remember, when you die, your soul is safe with your Creator. Fight for your home, fight for your family. Although they come to us in endless numbers, you shall crush them all!"

This line of reasoning did not go on for much longer before Eva realized how unlikely their presence was in this universe, especially one that was this young.

A God Emperor was a rare individual in any universe, most times there would only be a single one of them born to a universe, and this would usually occur at the end of the universe where every great power in the universe contests for the Will of the universe in order to attain true immortality and escape the hold of their dying home.

To become a God Emperor without the aid of the Universe Will was so difficult it was considered impossible, even with the aid of a Universe Will, the chance to become a God Emperor was slim.

This universe was barely seven billion years old, young beyond all measures, the fact there were already five God Emperors inside of it was a clear sign of an outsider's hand in all this.

Eva knew that one thing that had always troubled Rowan was what the Third Prince had created for billions of years when he was outside of Trion and the truth should be standing before them now—God Emperors. The method he used for such a miracle was unknown, but the result was apparent.

They all wore full-body armor revealing no single gap for their eyes or nose, not that they would ever need such a thing to function, another peculiar feature was how their armor was so similar to those of Golgoth, further cementing the shared origin theory. They resembled metallic statues, but the power of Will erupting from their bodies was undeniable.

The last two were Demons, most likely Demon Kings. The first was a Demon King who resembled a fifty-foot statue of a man that was made from blue ice, on his head was a crown of green flames, his arms were folded on his chest and his extremely handsome face was twisted in a frown, bright blue eyes roaming the battlefield and mostly focused on her.

He must be searching for the first fallen Demon King. They had been lucky that whoever that Demon King was, it did not use the power of Will, most likely because it must have sent a small portion of his essence into this dimension expecting it to perish; he would have never expected that the death of that avatar would lead to his soul being taken.

None of the users of Will here was making that same mistake, their bodies here were most likely filled with the majority of their essence and power, and they would not be easily taken down.