After Nial had gotten back to his senses, his range of perception had stabilized once again.
The altered and chaotic mana in the surroundings restricted Nial severely but that was only in the direction of the battlefield.
The mana in the direction of the Forest of Life was thin, but not restricted in any way.
Thus, Nial had sensed sothing that made him turn in the direction of the Forest of Life, his expression souring visibly.
"This bastard...is he really just trying to do that?!" Nial cursed out loudly, attracting the attention of the people around him.
Nial's body was still shrouded in darkness and while being surrounded by the thinned-out black miasma, it was nearly impossible to perceive anything for others, let alone Nial.
Nonetheless, so Elves and human Originals had figured that if Nial cursed out, sothing bad had happened.
'Silvian really went all in, but why?! Has he no patience, or did he use up the vast majority of his Divinity to summon the mutated Dryx?' Nial was confused, but even if he were to know the answers to his question, it wouldn't change much.
Silvian had appeared on the opposite side of the Forest of Life, and he had just taken his first step through the Do of War!
The Do of War was a well-known do used mostly as a defensive tactic during war. It was powerful and was capable of blocking off all kinds of attacks as long as it was supplied with enough mana.
"The Do of War is configured to allow Elves...and humans through..." Nial mumbled in frustration, recalling that Miranda's hand was able to reach through the do.
Right now, Silvian's mana seed unstable, and it was as if he had just fought a devastating fight, or sothing similar to that. Despite his condition, he didn't seem to feel like stopping. Nothing could hold him back and the natural defenses of the Forest of Life were destroyed one after another.
The bushes, tree branches, roots, and various other plants were destroyed the mont they ca in the way Silvian took to approach the center of the Elves' territory.
Biting his lip until it almost bled, Nial forced his mind to calm down before he turned in the direction of the battlefield in an instant.
Right now, the battlefield's advantage was on the Elven's side. The human Originals had also found a good rhythm to fight and collect the corpses of the Dryx they had killed.
This was great! If they could continue fighting like this, the battle would end in a few hours! However, the situation was bound to change, even if it was just a little bit.
The greedy Dryx, who had already begun to transform, numbered in the hundreds. Nial was not able to tell much just by looking in the direction of the chaotic battlefield, but the number of corpses piling up on a small mountain kept steadily increasing.
'There is already a Leader? Fuck.... He is already dividing the resources...' Nial realized, understanding that there was one or more Dryx, who was in command.
They clearly divided the Dryx into those, who had the potential to evolve into sothing great, and those, who were pawns that were sacrificed in the battle to beco the resources for those with the potential to grow.
It might have looked weird at first, but the situation was much worse than Nial expected. After all, nobody would expect the Dryx to act 'smart' all of a sudden. Not only were they deed as existences with little intelligence, but their fighting style was crude as well.
It was hard to imagine that they had any tangible plans to turn the tides of the battle.
Nial grit his teeth. He dashed out in the direction of the battlefield, on his way toward Valvian. The Midnight Elf may be required at the battlefield, but Silvian's doings in the Forest of Life were of even more importance.
The mont he was to get his hand on the manifested Divinity Fragnt, Silvian would devour it, make it his own and destroy it to reassemble his own Divinity, in the world that could not even generate a trace of mana by itself yet!
This would destroy the balance on Jundra, and allow Silvian to beco the strongest. Nial didn't even want to imagine what Silvian would do once he would regain more of his power, but it was certainly not sothing he looked forward to.
'Even the Elves' portal is already against the rules, it breaks the balance, but not to the extent Silvian would do. The Empress was careful with every step she took.' Nial was aware of this, and he also knew that it would be nearly impossible for many existences other than Silvian to devour, destroy and reassemble the Divinity of other existences.
But sothing was confusing, and Nial noticed that several mories in his mind told him different things. However, when he recalled sothing, Nial felt extrely stupid and confused.
'Not even incarnations of Gods should be capable of doing sothing with the manifested Divinity Fragnt.' Nial realized with a start. If it was a permanent portal, maybe even Silvian could not do much.
Nial's expression changed once again. He had forgotten that Silvian was rely a human at the Protheus rank. It was not as if he had the exact sa powers as in the past when he had been a full-fledged God.
The situation was spiraling out of control, and Nial didn't like it. Sothing was definitely wrong with this entire situation and Damian's mories seed to be lacking in the information he needed right at this instance.
"Valvian!!" Nial suddenly shouted, trying to empty his mind, and calm down.
He appeared near the Midnight Elf, who was currently fighting a Protheus Dryx. Another Protheus Elf was fighting next to him.
He supported the Midnight Elf in an attempt to kill the Dryx, who had already eaten several of its kind.
Valvian didn't hear Nial, because he was fully focused on the fight in front of him.
Several crescent-shaped wind blades had manifested around the spear he was holding. They blasted out at once, while the spear shot forward with an even higher acceleration.
Valvian had created a short blast of wind to push the spear forward at an even higher speed.
Thus, the mont he impacted on the Dryx, the beast was forced to halt in its tracks, while the blade of the spear dug deeper into its body.
The Dryx reacted by releasing foul steam and by slashing at Valvian using its 50-centiter-long claws.
However, even before the claws could co close to Valvian, his crescent-shaped wind blades hit both arms of the Dryx hard. The claw attack was montarily halted which provided the other Protheus Elf the opportunity to attack as well.
He had already been prepared for the opportunity the Midnight Elf would sooner or later provide. His attack was already initiated the mont Valvian's spear had been thrust out.
The Protheus Elf smiled as his entire body was shrouded in an armor of wind. It accelerated his speed, and it also added a powerful thrust behind every attack he initiated.
'I will end you!' the Protheus Elf arrogantly shouted in his mind as he pierced out the erald-glowing spear.
A bright smile covered his entire face, and he was ready to see the Protheus Dryx' disgusting blood spurting through the surrounding area. However, what nobody had expected was that the Dryx would twist its body until the sound of cracking bones could be heard.
The Protheus Dryx ignored the pain that originated from several bones breaking as he accepted the Protheus Elf's attack readily.
It pierced through the Dryx chest, clearly missing the mana core the Elf had wanted to destroy, before digging deeper into the flesh of the Dryx.
The entire spare blade had disappeared in the chest of the Dryx, but the beast began to smile in a ridiculing manner as its pitch-black eyes stared deeply at the Protheus Elf.
Its one-ter-long tongue pierced out, tightly grasping the spear, along with the hands holding the spear. Barely a mont later, the mighty wings of the Protheus Dryx flapped several tis before it pushed its feet from the ground, returning into the sky.
The beast dragged the Protheus Elf, who had been next to Valvian, with it, not bothering about anything else but killing the powerful Elf, who had been arrogant enough to believe that he could kill it.
Valvian's eyes widened upon seeing his partner getting pulled into the air. His spear was resting calmly in his hands, and the heart he had pierced through was impaled on the spear's tip.
When the Dryx had pushed its body into the air, Valvian didn't let go of his weapon. Instead, he had blasted several waves of compressed wind inside his weapon in hopes of destroying the Dryx from its inside.
Unfortunately, that didn't seem to have worked out as only its heart had been thoroughly destroyed.
But this was exactly what caused the Protheus Dryx to be in a severely weakened state for several seconds.
Its strength was much lower than before, its condition was extrely bad, and it was in a desperate state.
"Blast in the air." A black shadow was hurled past Valvian, who was just about to move when he heard an oddly familiar voice.
A spear manifested in the hands of the shadow, and a searing hot red fla manifested around the spear's tip.
Instantaneously, the flas expanded, and slowly turned dark as they kept enlarging.
Nial had shot into the air, expecting Valvian to use his wind affinity to push him further ahead. The Midnight Elf didn't disappoint him in the slightest.
The blazing flas around the Dragonfla spear's tip were compressed in an instant, increasing his weapon's lethality even further.
'Should I cut its tongue, or pierce through the mana core?' Nial asked himself, trying to get to an answer as powerful winds enveloped his dark energy.
He was pushed ahead and reached a range of 20 ters away from the Dryx, and the Protheus Elf it was holding onto.
"Elf, are you giving up already?" Nial shouted out in anger upon seeing the way the Protheus Elf reacted.
The Elf was partially paralyzed as the Dryx had slashed at it several tis. The Dryx had gained the ability to coat its claws and other body parts in a lethal poison when it advanced to the Protheus rank.
Deep gashes spread all over the Elf's body, while the Dryx saliva only made things worse for the Elf, who was barely able to stay conscious.
Dark robes shot out of Nial's body all of a sudden, just when the several injured Elf roared out. He unleashed every ounce of mana left within his body and created terrifying winds that enveloped everyone.
All of a sudden, Nial's expression brightened up as he sensed how the Elf's winds were wholly used to push him ahead.
'Good choice, going for the kill, it is then!' Nial scread out in his mind as he pulled himself closer to the Dryx, using the darkness ropes that were holding onto the Dryx.
Using the terrifying winds behind him, and the darkness ropes to use the highest possible acceleration he could reach, Nial erged right in front of the Dryx a quarter of a second later.
His spear was thrust out, digging straight through the huge hole in the Dryx's body where its heart was supposed to be.
"Die, you motherfucker!" Nial scread out, as a big chunk of his spear disappeared into the body of the Dryx. A mont later, darkness oozed out of Nial's hand.
The darkness rapidly covered the entire Dragonfla spear, and as if on command, the Dryx's chest inflated. Hot steam gushed out of the Dryx, but Nial was not yet done.
A bright smile erged on his face as his voice turned eerily cold.
"I said that you should die!"
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