For this fight to be called easy on Draco would be an overstatent. It wasn't dangerous nor was it life-threatening, but he was still injured by the trance.
The spirit eyes that were pressuring him managed to damage a bit of his spirit, which was the only damage he had received in so much ti; however, it was rejuvenated in no ti and he was back to full health, especially when he devoured the boss.
Right after that, Draco released a wide ranger skill that took the life out of every living soul and then he moved on to devour the realm.
{Devouring In Progress...}
{Condition Stabilized...}
{You Gained The Following Transformations: Spirit Realm.}
{You've Gained The Following Historical Traits After Filtering: Life After Death}
{You've Gained The Following Realmly Phenonon: Spirit Essence}
[Achievent Worth Multiplied by 199.]
{Integrating mories...}
{Devouring Complete!}
This was what he wanted, this was what he was here for. After Draco received his devouring, the job of this clone was done. Now, it was up to Draco in Hestia to complete the work.
The whole thing that was going on right now had to do with the main body of Draco. It had to be his very origin, his very core, that had to do this.
"It's worth the risk." He said.
His life and death would be connected to Hestia, but it wouldn't end there. It was already connected to Portalia, yet now, he could actually connect it to any of the random worlds he could devour and randomly teleport them sowhere around the universe, making himself almost unkillable if soone didn't straight away destroy the entire galaxy or universe.
Once he beca a true celestial, then let alone making him in a state of revival in his altar, they would have a hard ti to even resurrect him.
This was before he had done anything. This was just one of the benefits he could gain.
That is why…
"Let's start."
"Are you sure you're ready, Master?"
"You fix anything that goes haywire. We've thought of the best we could and the chances of us failing are as low as 0.01%."
"Then I'll make sure nothing wrong happens." Zero stated.
And the process began.
What happened next would be sothing that will be recorded in the annals of history, yet the writer of it all was the entity that has been watching without a move until now.
Since the ti it had blessed Draco, it never intervened, and it wasn't planning to. It gave him more than enough and it was ti to wait and see what would co to fruition from that investnt.
Draco's main body, which was situated on top of the deva tree, started fragnting into a million golden pieces and he imdiately disappeared the second he touched the tree.
His fragnts then went on to light the tree. That sa light appeared all around the island and then, invisible to all eyes, it appeared on the roots of the deva tree covering Hestia.
Then the true phenonon happened. The skies of the realm of Hestia from the inside lit up with golden splendor. Like multiple suns that had graced the world, they shone brightly, surprising the citizens.
They went on to traverse the realm until it was fully covered.
The starry kies also had golden stars that sang differently than the rest. Every single one of them was Draco.
And that was it… Nothing happened after for days.
Ti passed yet the only thing that happened was the citizens getting familiar with the new state of the ever-changing Hestia.
A month passed and the second ca, then third, the fourth, the fifth, and finally the sixth.
Throughout this ti, Draco was totally out of contact for everybody aside from Portalia.
Whatever they wanted, they couldn't talk to him; even his clone was on the other side of the galaxy.
Whoever entered Hestia 6 months later would be surprised by the sight of the golden splendor that has appeared due to Draco, but there was a day when everything just changed.
A day where whatever people thought of as common sense was broken.
The countless wonders their deva and those above them did would never even amount to it.
It all began with an explosion of all that was golden.
The yellow dots like suns, the stars on the starry sky, and the streams of gold that occasionally appeared around the realm.
Everything just exploded and with it ca a nourishing essence that made everybody suddenly jump from F-rank to C-rank. All that stopped them from advancing forward were the conditions.
This was nothing but the initial stage, and this only ant that Draco had successfully rged himself with Hestia, essencially becoming it and it becoming him. They were one being and inseparable.
He was no longer a chaos incarnation; he was no longer a demon. He was so kind of existence that had never appeared, a beyond-sentient realm that had self-evolved.
Sothing unseen, unknown to all, yet he did it. He made it possible.
What were the benefits of all of this? Why had he done this? And what was so grand about it that it took days of enlightennt before he could call himself confident enough to try it?
It had already shown enough of its wonders, yet there was imnsely more to co.
This was all a plan for Draco to pursue his own path. He made it all possible with his system and countless terrific ideas that only he, with his 'devouring' could do.
The phenona and the spirit essence were more than essencial to abandon his body and make himself one with the realm.
The Chaos authority, and he himself as a daring person with countless possibilities and creativity.
But he couldn't do more yet, he had was in need of fulfilling a dangerous condition to officially walk on his own path.
And it was to beco…
A World Celestial!
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