After that brief interval caused by the rise of a new supre genius of the Magi World, the war inside Gods' Tomb carried on like usual, a stalemate with neither side being able to overco the other without paying a horrendous price.
The Beyond the Shackles Divine Avatars and Magi remained vigilant of each other, with both sides constantly glancing at the man guarding the portal that connected both worlds. None of them could hide the astonishnt they felt when they saw those puppets by Ivar's side.
The new Rank 9 puppet resembled a demonic eagle the size of a small moon. Its feathers had a tallic glow, and blue fire bathed its entire body.
Just the Ninth Inferno Hydra was enough to shock them, but the fact that Ivar could take another Rank 9 puppet as if it was nothing generated an imnse sense of awe in their hearts.
So even wondered if the Flawless had an entire army of these puppets inside his spatial ring, just ready to follow his every command.
If Ivar were to hear those thoughts, he would not know whether to laugh or cry. How could a Rank 9 puppet be easy to create?
Regardless of the superb Magic Creator skills needed to make them, just the materials required to create one were sothing even Primarchs would have difficulty gathering.
Not only did he need the corpse of a Law Overlord, but it must also be one that can remain at Rank 9 even after losing the augntation granted by its Inner Universe. And all the other ingredients were things one could only find in a super universe like the Prima-Eldritch Universe Final Battlefield.
After all that, a single mistake during its creation would make the puppet's power fall into Rank 8. The help a puppet with that strength could grant the Flawless was very little.
The Ninth Inferno Hydra and Fiend Blaze Roc were the only Rank 9 puppets Ivar had. After the Transitional Plane, they could be considered his most outstanding and precious creations.
More than forty years passed after John Eric's ascension, and while so changes occurred inside Gods' Tomb, none were worthy of describing. As for the situation in the void, it was even less eventful. None of the Rank 8 life forms have moved a muscle in the past decades.
However, that calm ended the day the Astral Chaos Force cocoon trembled.
"Crack!" A cracking sound echoed through the void when a fissure appeared inside the cocoon.
Both Magi and Gods imdiately focused on that fissure as an otherworldly force erged from it. Ivar put his full attention in the cocoon, and a aningful light appeared in his eyes.
The Flawless' face regained his color, and limitless power flew through every corner of his body. While the damage in Inner Universe's origin had not fully healed, he recovered enough to use his full strength without repercussions.
He could have easily fixed the cocoon but did not. There was no point in doing it since those cracks signaled that Zatiel was about to finish.
'The ti has finally co.' Ivar took his eyes from the cocoon and focused on the Divinity World.
"For my family." Although it was barely a whisper, everybody heard Ivar's words. The next second, the aura of the Magus began to rise higher and higher.
Magi and Gods felt a suffocating pressure coming from Ivar as this one grew stronger and stronger. His entire body began to glow with a red light as he underwent an evolutive process.
"He... he is advancing into the Eternal Detachnt Rank!" Zaurok, the creator of Frost Monster Heart, shouted those words as he felt how Ivar's Oga Law and Inner Universe were evolving.
"CRACK!"
Seconds after Ivar triggered his advance, more cracks appeared in the Astral Chaos Force cocoon, and the aura inside it leaked with so much potency that everybody could feel it.
While the force drew so interest in the Magi, it could not compare with their wonder at Ivar's advance. They all focused again on the Magus and wholly ignored the cocoon.
However, the reaction on the Divine Avatars could not be more different. Ivar's advance caused so trepidation in them, but they forgot everything else when they felt the powers inside the cocoon.
The Divine Avatars returned to their Divine Kingdoms, only to be replaced by golden giants of similar appearance but with greater power. The Gods materialized with their actual bodies to feel the power in the cocoon more clearly, and dread erged in their hearts as they rembered a certain individual.
Shock appeared in the Rank 8 Magi's faces when they saw the Gods erge. None of these cowards dared to leave their Divine Kingdoms during the entire war. Yet now, there were fifteen of them in the void.
And things did not end there as a man in shining armor and a skull bathed in darkness with a crown erged from two Greater Divine Kingdoms. Their auras were denser and purer, aning these were the actual bodies of Tyr and Satan.
For a mont, the Magi thought that the Gods were planning to attack Ivar as this one advanced, but that made no sense. While there was an imnse danger during a life form evolution from Rank 8 to Rank 9, your battle power would experience no adverse effects at all.
Only after a mont did the Magi notice that the Gods did not focus their eyes on Ivar but the Astral Chaos Force cocoon.
Even the Gods of Justice and Gods of Sin only gave a hostile glance at the Magus before focusing on the cocoon and exploding with killing intent. There was nothing the duo would want to do more than destroy it.
Sadly, Ivar and the Rank 9 puppets were between them and the cocoon. Both Gods were at the first stage of the Eternal Detachnt Rank, but their offensive power was diocre outside their Divine Kingdoms.
The last ti the duo fought the Magus, they suffered grievous wounds. Now he was stronger and had helpers, so they gave up on the idea of attacking.
Ivar glanced at the God of Justice and God of Sin with disdain and loath. He then focused on the largest Greater Divine Kingdom, and a pillar of killer intent erged from his body as he unleashed all his power.
"Astral Chaos Oga Law Final Form: Red Prival Sun." A red sun ford around Ivar's body, making his battle power skyrocket.
The red sun was three tis larger than the one John Eric showed Zatiel in the illusion of the Prima-Eldritch Universe Final Battlefield, and it was only growing bigger and stronger.
Just as Ivar unleashed all his power, the strongest Greater Divine Kingdom glowed with a holy light that extended for countless light-years. A gorgeous woman with a dark golden crown floating above her head walked out of the kingdom.
She had dozens of white wings erging from her back, and there was a thin veil covering her body. No matter how you looked at her, she was perfect in every sense of the word.
The Primarch God, the mighties existence to have ever embarked in the Gods' Path of Power, the Divinity World's Leader, the Overgod, erged!
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