Fear assailed her and her fight or flight instincts immediately kicked in.
‘Who was that! GET OUT OF MY MIND!’
Somebody had somehow managed to invade her mind without her knowing and she was extremely afraid. As an ex-immortal, she knew how dangerous or even fatal it could be when someone had access to your mind so she never played when it came to her mind!
Gaia didn’t know that was the same message that everyone was first given when the system first arrived.
‘WHO ARE YOU!’ clearly, she wasn’t in the state to listen.
‘I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY! TELL ME WHO YOU ARE!!!’
By now Gaia could tell that something here was clearly not normal so she tried to calm down and think. But it felt like trying to forcefully calm yourself down when a gun was touching the back of your skull. She tried one more time.
Only to be ignored once more.
‘What is that-’ Gaia’s frantic thoughts were temporarily interrupted by the sight of the Dragon King flapping the wings of his back and soaring into the sky, most likely returning to his peak at the top of the Dragon Mountain.
[Name: Gaia {TRUE NAME}]
[Race: Creation Dragon]
[Cultivation: 3rd Stage Magic Beast]
[Anatomy Refinement: None]
[Combat Strength: Unknown]
[Bloodline: Dragon of Creation]
[Affinities: Creation(100%)]
Gaia was shocked. Again.
Some kind of strange screen (and yes she knew what a screen was, she had seen multiple Worlds) had appeared before her eyes and had a somewhat detailed description of her entire makeup.
She felt an exhilarating rush of energy course through her veins when she said the name which only served to confuse her.
Gaia was somewhat peeved at being interrupted again but the emotion was washed away when she heard the full sentence of the female albeit stoic voice.
‘What is a true name?’ Gaia asked.
She was beginning to get a grasp of the situation and now she was hungry for information. There was no need for stupid questions like when she was named, she needed vital information and for some reason the voice in her head was more than willing to answer.
Gaia’s eyes shone bright.
Above the centre of the Central Continent was a strangely small cloud that didn’t move at all. Sat upon the cloud was a man that possessed transcendent beauty, or rather handsomeness. The attraction of his appearance was so heavy that one would think that it was impossible for such a being to be born by a Mother even if she were the Holy Mother of Beauty. Surely a god must have crafted him from the ground up.
Obviously, this was Eridel’s avatar.
“Hehe~” Eridel laughed, he had an odd feeling that someone was praising him.
“Oh, some people have begun praising the lands thinking they’ll get some more resources… The fuck? Do they know about worship or is this just a coincidence… Ah, looking at the state of their situation… they are indeed in need of the help of the supernatural.”
Even in his avatar Eridel still possessed the omniscience of a World’s Consciousness and he was currently looking deep into the South Continent where a bunch of Monsters were kissing the ground or doing silly dances.
Even without context or his all-seeing gaze, it didn’t take much to understand that they were crying over the state of their absolutely BARREN territory.
Their land was dry and all the Magic Herbs were nowhere to be seen, the Trees too were obviously dead and even the air was brittle. On top of that, all the Magic Energy in the area was GONE.This was quite a ‘little bit’ beyond a Dead Magic Zone.
“Well fuck them, next time they’ll be more careful.”
Eridel remembered what happened to that place. That ravenous Blood Fiend; Crying Ghost had thought he was slick when he broke through to the 9th Stage of the Core Refinement Ream (Realm 3 for the Enlightened Races) and entered the 1st Stage of the Soul Refinement Realm (Realm 4 for the Enlightened Races). He tried to run up on the Emperor of Monsters, breaking their treaty, only to be clapped right back.
It was quite funny now that he looked back on it, the Crying Ghost had had to pretend that it was just a friendly spar and that the treaty was still valid. Eridel remembered the veins almost popping on Asura’s face as he struggled to hold himself back, giving a forced laughter and saying something like ‘Ah, no worries good-neighbour Crying Ghost, it was just a friendly bout!’
It was then the Crying Ghost’s turn to have a forced smile and twitchy eyes. He hated it when people addressed him by the strange Title that he found on his Status Page so he enforced that people only called him Ghost. Any Blood Fiend that called him the full Crying Ghost was ruthlessly murdered whilst anyone from a foreign race was tortured then murdered. It was apparently his way of showing care to his race and they actually believed it.
Unfortunately for him, he couldn’t do a single thing to the Emperor of Monsters and had to swallow his pride.
Unlike the Humans, the denizens of the South Continent were quite experienced in the art of deceit. They had to be if they wanted to survive in such a place where evil and chaos was just as common as oxygen.
Alas, even if they had come to a truce once again, that wasn’t going to get rid of the damage they had caused to the area. They were both 4th Realm Cultivators and that meant that they actually had the ability to do damage to the planet now.
It needn’t be said why the Monsters in that territory were so desperate.
Eridel could laugh at the situation now, but he wasn’t laughing back then! He’d almost smited the fools when they destroyed his beautiful scenery. It was almost like being scarred by 2 rebellious cells!
Just kidding, but he was indeed peeved back then.
“Fuck y’all, find a way yourselves!”
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