The World Form is a special state that all Rank Six Core Evolvers can utilize. Once a person reaches Rank Six, they awaken a random World Form that corresponds to their characteristics and life expressions.
However, other than randomly awakening a World Form, there exists a ritual known as [Life Sublimate], which allows one to awaken a specific type of World Form.
[Life Sublimate] is an extrely high-level ritual, and in Utopia, only the top factions possess the ability and resources to utilize it.
The World Form a Core Evolver awakens after performing the [Life Sublimate] ritual depends on the materials used in the ritual. For example, the royal family of the Bloodmoon Empire has a thod that allows Rank Six Vampires to awaken the World Form of the Blood Emperor.
The materials used to awaken the Blood Emperor Form are top-secret, and aside from Alistair Nightfall, only a select few are privy to that knowledge. Only mbers of the royal family can awaken the Blood Emperor Form, giving them a significant advantage over other vampire families, such as the Dukes and other noble lines.
[Umbrathiel] is another World Form that can only be awakened through the [Life Sublimate] ritual.
However, in order to awaken the [Umbrathiel] form, the primary ingredient needed is the heart of an [Umbrathiel Angel], a species of angel that was completely wiped out during the last Primordial War.
The Umbrathiel Angel tribe was vastly different from other angels, and they were among the most powerful because their racial characteristics allowed them to wield the laws of both Light and Darkness simultaneously.
During the Primordial War, the Umbrathiel Angels fought alongside Azroth, and after his fall, the Primordials eradicated them, leaving no survivors. Therefore, when Krythorion heard the na of Florita's World Form, he couldn't help but feel both shock and distress.
Previously, even after Florita's powers had increased under the effects of the Death Ring, Krythorion still believed that if he and Zalga gave their all, they would not find it too difficult to fight Florita and survive. But after learning the na of her World Form, he couldn't stop shivering because he knew that [Umbrathiel] was one of the most powerful World Forms in existence.
As the two swords—one black and one golden—sliced through his arms, Krythorion felt a sharp wave of pain assault his mind, but he gritted his teeth and imdiately backed away.
However, what surprised him was that no blood flowed from his severed limbs. Instead, the edge of his right arm was consud by golden flas, while black flas burned on the edge of his left arm, preventing his severed limbs from regenerating despite the trendous vitality of a Rank Six Core Evolver.
Not only that, but the golden flas burning on his right arm were releasing disordered vitality, which seeped into his body, attempting to mutate the right side of his body and make it incapable of functioning properly.
anwhile, the black flas covering his left arm released a corrosive aura that slowly decayed his body, disintegrating it piece by piece.
Of course, as soon as Krythorion realized the horrifying effects of these flas, he acted imdiately, cutting off both of his shoulders to stop the flas from burning at the stumps of his severed arms.
While Krythorion resolved the flas, the black and golden swords moved to attack him again, aiming to deal even more severe damage. However, this ti Krythorion was prepared and despite the pain from losing both arms, he reacted quickly, vanishing from his spot and reappearing beside Zalga, who had just recovered from being thrown away earlier.
The two swords didn't pursue Krythorion further. Instead, they flew into the sky, returning to the hands of a woman who hovered above the ground.
Seeing the swords flying into the sky, Krythorion and Zalga lifted their gazes, their eyes locking on the figure floating in the air. Imdiately, they were both overwheld with a sense of oppression, as though they could not bear to look at her directly.
The woman in the sky had twelve black wings unfurled behind her, darkening the space around her as if a ruler of Darkness had descended. Her long golden hair cascaded down to her feet, radiating a soft glow that contrasted sharply with her wings, which were steeped in darkness. She wore a long black dress engraved with elegant golden patterns, and a blindfold covered her flawless, fair face. In each hand, she held a sword—one black, one golden—both pulsing with energy as though they were eager to be unleashed again.
When Krythorion saw Florita's current form, he drew in a sharp breath of cold air. If he had held any doubt about her World Form before, it was now completely gone as he was certain now—Florita had awakened [Umbrathiel].
While Krythorion was stunned by this realization, Zalga's focus was on sothing else entirely.
'Why is this world still intact, even though she released her World Form?' He thought and looked around him.
As he looked around, he noticed that the cage Florita had created through the Dark Contract was trembling violently, yet it had not collapsed and successfully contained her powers, preventing them from leaking out into the outside world.
Seeing that the cage could hold back the imnse force of her World Form, Zalga's face lit up with relief and without any fear of destroying the Azragoth World or killing Evan, he imdiately activated his own World Form.
As Zalga used his World Form, he transford into a titanic ant, standing almost ten thousand ters tall, and a world-crushing aura erupted from his massive body, causing the cage to tremble even more violently.
From the outside, Evan recognized the giant claws of the colossal ant as the sa claws that had torn open the sky when Krythorion and the others first entered the Azragoth World.
Zalga glared down at Florita from his towering height. In comparison to him, she looked no larger than a small insect, sothing that he felt he could crush with minimal effort.
But as this thought crossed his mind, he felt sothing was not right and his gaze shifted toward Krythorion, and what he saw left him confused as Krythorion was standing still, his expression frozen in disbelief and despair as he stared at Florita.
"What are you doing? Can't you see we can use our World Forms without destroying this world?" Zalga shouted, his voice filled with frustration. "Hurry up and transform before she acts!"
Krythorion didn't even look at Zalga after hearing his words and muttered in a hopeless voice, "It's useless."
Zalga was taken aback by Krythorion's response and wanted to ask what he ant, but before he could get a word in, a black and golden light flooded the space around them.
The titanic ant lifted its massive head and saw while he had been speaking to Krythorion, Florita had tossed both of her swords high into the sky. As the swords reached the apex of the cage, they transford into a golden and black ring that intertwined, forming a strange, rapidly spinning circle of light.
The mont Zalga laid eyes on the spinning circle, he was consud by a deep sense of impending doom.
He imdiately shifted his focus back to Florita and saw her hands clasped in front of her face like a blind devoted follower praying to a deity.
However, when her lips parted, no prayer was uttered. Instead, her words, laced with cold killing intent rang out clearly.
"Dark Light Judgent!"
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