554. Storm of the Void
[---- Hellspace - Lvl. ---- ]
I heard a low groan, followed by an explosive chittering that shook the tunnel. It felt like the entirety of the second layer of the Netherworld was trembling as the giant rift erged from the storm of non-existence.
I stared at it. I could barely even focus on it. It was almost like an epheral thing like it was vanishing with each inch it moved. But it was still there. The Corrupted Hellspace slowly drifted forward, and it left a trail of distortion behind.
I glanced back for a single instant. Behind , an army of corrupted creatures gave chase. Everything from Corrupted Netherstructures to re Corrupted Rocks. It was an army that had grown to over a thousand. It was what I initially expected to see when I first descended down to the second layer.
But all I found was a Corrupted Hydra and a handful of Corrupted Netherstones. So I had grown complacent. I made a mistake. And that had cost greatly. Now, I was trapped. I didnt know how I was going to escape.
I had a dilemma. I could either turn back to face the army of corrupted creatures, or I could fly on to the single Corrupted Hellspace. There was no obvious choice here. Both seed like suicide. More and more Corrupted Netherstones and Corrupted Gargoyles appeared from the rubble littering the tunnel their numbers never stopped growing. If I plunged straight back at them, I would only be able to survive as long as the amount of ti [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] had left.
And I was pretty sure that was about five maybe ten minutes at the very most, at this point. anwhile, the trek back to safety would have taken substantially more ti than that.
On the other hand, there was only a single Corrupted Hellspace ahead of . The choice seed obvious. At least, at the first glance. I had a higher chance of surviving a single enemy even if it was stronger as long as I had my aura of invulnerability protecting . But that was the problem.
I rembered how [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] was bypassed back during the battle of Alyras. Avaritia had used a Grand Skill to temporarily take the form of the Demon King, and his essence had completely overwheld my own. The very sa could happen now.
I didnt even know if my aura of invulnerability could protect from the Corrupted Hellspace. That was why this was a gambit I couldnt make a decision on. And even if I managed to survive unscathed, I didnt even know what I was going to do next.
Beyond the Corrupted Hellspace was nothing. Bubbles of non-existence clouds of the abyss. A storm of the void. A wall of oblivion.
Well, it wasnt exactly a wall. But it was close enough. I only saw little gaps of space between the cluster of nothingness. I would have to really squeeze through to survive that. And I didnt think I could do it.
I sighed. Was this it? Was this the end of ? Was I too cocky? Was I too foolish? I had found myself in nurous situations where I was at deaths door, and I had pushed my luck to the very edge. And now, was I finally going to die?
I flew on silently. A lull in my mind. The world I had known was shattered everything I had fought for cascaded into nothing here in the depths of the second layer. Even as the corrupted army gave chase and I continued to et the Corrupted Hellspace, I knew nothing waited for except for despair.
It was as my dad had said: I was nothing. I was I was
No! I steeled myself. I wasnt going to die here I wasnt going to give up! If I was going to die, I was going to die fighting.
I am Salvos. From the very mont I t the others, I knew I could die at any mont. The world was not kind to it had never been kind. That was why I fought to get stronger. Yes, I wanted to level and beco more , but I also wanted to be strong enough so I could live as .
And that was what I did here.
Co on! I am not scared of you! I am Salvos! I am an [Angelic Devil Princess] [Draconic Apprentice]! I am Secelys Sentinel, and I am the Devils Daughter! You should be the one afraid of !
I yelled as I spread my arms wide, flying straight for the Corrupted Hellspace. [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] shifted the gray sparks expanded from my right claw, spreading to cover the rest of my body. This armor of invincibility might not save , but it was the best I had right now.
I heard the chittering of the army of corrupted creatures behind . The low groan of the Corrutped Hellspace sounded like a challenge a roar in return to my war cry. I didnt look back once. I didnt shy away from staring down the moving rift.
I flew on. And I rembered what my dad had shown as I focused on a part of my Status.
Secondary Skills:
[Available Secondary Skill Points: 6]
[Draconic Fury] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Fragnted Pocket Dinsion] - Lvl. 10
[Full Phase] - Lvl. 15 (Maxed)
[Greater Teleportation] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Manifestation of the Old Gods] - Lvl. 5
[Truth Divination] - Lvl. 5
[Warped Ti] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Passive - Dragon Scales] - Lvl. 10 (Maxed)
[Passive - Master of Material Manipulation] - Lvl. 15 (Maxed)
[Passive - Weaker Regeneration] - Lvl.5
I ignored everything except for [Fragnted Pocket Dinsion]. Nothing else would help here. I recalled how the Devil had shown the multiverse the worlds beyond the Nexeus. He had navigated through the emptiness between each and every single one of the universe with his tiny little world.
I had survived the folds between the Netherworld and the Mortal Realm before. But that was completely different from the nothingness between the worlds. And while I was pretty sure that these bubbles of non-existence werent akin to the true void, they were still worse than the folds between the planes.
So I needed [Fractured Pocket Dinsion] to survive them. Maybe it might not be enough, but I had to give it a try. Normally, it would take a bit of focus to cast the Skill, However, I didnt have the ti right now. So I just dumped 5 secondary Skill Points into it, maxing it out right this instant.
Secondary Skills:
[Available Secondary Skill Points: 1]
[Draconic Fury] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Fragnted Pocket Dinsion] - Lvl. 15 (Maxed)
[Full Phase] - Lvl. 15 (Maxed)
[Greater Teleportation] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Manifestation of the Old Gods] - Lvl. 5
[Truth Divination] - Lvl. 5
[Warped Ti] - Lvl. 20 (Maxed)
[Passive - Dragon Scales] - Lvl. 10 (Maxed)
[Passive - Master of Material Manipulation] - Lvl. 15 (Maxed)
[Passive - Weaker Regeneration] - Lvl.5
And then I raised my head. The world shifted around my body. Even as I flew on. I began to try to encase myself in a layer of my own space as the Corrupted Hellspace eyed . The rift in the air was like an eye, bearing down on .
I flew straight at it, even as I continued weaving a tiny bit of space around , trying to create my protection from the bubbles of non-existence. But I should have been more worried for what was directly in front of . The Corrupted Hellspace unleashed a blast of corruption my way. I raised both my arms over my head as I sent my own blast of [The Holy Flas] back at it.
You
But in an instant, my own magic was snuffed out. I closed my eyes, sucking in a deep breath. The blast of corruption shot straight my way, even as I flew on. I waited. I hoped that my Grand Skill was enough to stave off the blast.
My eyes fluttered shut, and the world grew eerily silent for a single mont.
Then I heard the screeching. An overwhelming static noise that overwheld all my other senses. My eyes snapped open as I saw the sar of colors flaking out around . I was surrounded by the corruption it wrapped around like a sphere of flas.
But [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] held up. At least, for a mont. It sparked out, clashing with the colorful sars of distortion. It tore away at my aura of invulnerability, and so of the corruption leaked through. Tiny motes of the corruption landed on the scales on my forearm.
At first, it was bearable. It only hurt a little bit. My [Corruption Resistance] protected from the miniscule amounts of the corruption that broke through my invincible armor. But then more of [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] faded away. The Corrupted Hellspaces attack was too powerful. And it didnt stop.
It completely engulfed . It blotted out my vision. I didnt even know where I was going. I just flew on. Even as my aura of invulnerability continued to peel away, and an intense pain overca my body. I tried to bear with it. Even though it felt like I was being stabbed by a thousand needles, I clenched my jaw together, biting back against the urge to scream.
But more and more of the corrupted broke through. A deluge of the iridescent colors flaked down, crashing against my arms as I covered my face. The feeling in my claws almost seed to vanish replaced by a numbing pain that began to spread down my scales. The bright lights muddled my vision. I tried to fight back. Unfortunately, I couldnt.
Finally, it was too much. I scread.
AhhhHhHHhhHHhHHhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
And suddenly, the pain vanished. I blinked as all the iridescent flakes dissipated. It happened so quickly, I didnt even realize what was going on. I lowered my arm for a single mont, then I saw it.
A wall of non-existence.
I crashed straight into it.
No
It was too late. I hadnt been able to create my [Fragnted Pocket Dinsion] in ti. I plunged into the nothingness as I tried to cry out. But nothing left my mouth. There was no sound all the overwhelming sensation of pain I was feeling just a mont ago disappeared.
The world went dark. I tried to flap my [Angelic Wings]. But I felt nothing behind my back. I listened for the chittering of the corruption. And I heard
Nothing.
I had no thoughts.
I felt no pain.
Was there suffering?
maybe.
I simply stopped existing.
But the clawed hands remained.
In the non-existence, a pair of arms floated. They were attached to nothing. In fact, they werent even fully there. There were bits of black scales, but there was also a white skin underneath. At first, they looked like they had been chomped off by a terrible monster. However, upon closer inspection, it was quite evident there was sothing else to them.
Sothing quite odd. A peculiarity.
And that was that they flaked with an iridescent light. The hallmark of divinity. But it was not divinity which wisped off the pair of arms. It was a distortion. Perhaps that was what protected them here in this storm of the void.
So the claws moved. They began to weave a magic that was being woven earlier. Was it by instinct, or was it intentional? It didnt matter. They created the reality that was needed.
And I felt my senses return.
I opened my eyes as I found myself in the abyss. My own space was what was protecting from non-existence. But it was slightly different from usual. Normally, I felt like I had to push back against the void like when I was trapped in the folds between the planes. However, right now, it felt like nothing was imposing against the space I created.
It was just there. Like a wall that protected . A world I could manipulate with ease. And I used it to guide I navigated through this storm of the void. I couldnt tell how much ti passed since I first entered here, but there were flashes of light monts where I passed through the real space between the bubbles of non-existence.
I just waited, flying on silently as the corruption wisping off my forearms faded away. Until, finally
Grand Skill [Claw of Corruption] learned!
Abundant experience is awarded for the learning of a Grand Skill!
Skills [Fragnted Pocket Dinsion] and [Full Phase] have consolidated into Grand Skill [The World of My Mind]!
Subspecies [Angelic Devil Princess] Level Up!
[Angelic Devil Princess Lvl. 162] -> [Angelic Devil Princess Lvl. 163]
Gained 5 Stat Points and 3 Skill Points!
Subspecies [Angelic Devil Princess] Level Up!
[Angelic Devil Princess Lvl. 163] -> [Angelic Devil Princess Lvl. 164]
Gained 5 Stat Points and 3 Skill Points!
Class [Draconic Apprentice] Level Up!
[Draconic Apprentice - Lvl. 138] -> [Draconic Apprentice - Lvl. 139]
Gained 2 Secondary Skill Points!
Class [Draconic Apprentice] Level Up!
[Draconic Apprentice - Lvl. 139] -> [Draconic Apprentice - Lvl. 140]
Gained 2 Secondary Skill Points!
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I blinked, sitting up. I didnt even realize I had been sitting down. At so point, I had erged out the other side of the storm of the void. And now, I was back in real space. I glanced back at the bubbles of non-existence behind . Then I looked down at myself. I didnt even register my new Grand Skills. I only had one thing in my mind.
Im alive?
I asked, poking myself on the chest. And a voice spoke in response.
Indeed you are.
I spun around, raising my claws as I readied for battle. But then I caught myself. I saw who it was, before blinking a few tis.
Belphegor?
The Primordial Demon stood before . All around him, his [Gargoyles] lay dead reduced to nothing but rubble. He nodded at with a small smile before raising his head.
You did well to reach this place at your level.
What are you
I opened my mouth, then paused. I watched as Belphegor turned away from . He spread his arms wide as I looked past him. He faced it too. He spread his arms wide as my hands drooped down to my side, and I could only gasp.
What is that?
Belphegor just chuckled in response.
Welco to the end of the world.
And I beheld it the distorted thing. The mixture of bright colors. Buzzing and consuming everything, turning it all into nothing. It was
A wall of infinite corruption.
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