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Upon hearing this voice, Apollo's gaze instantly focused on the vortex in the distance. Within the middle, he could sense the descent of so unidentified force. Although it felt incomplete, he could distinguish that it contained more power in its partial figure than Apollo did when transford.
'Why is there a being like this being summoned? I thought this world couldn't handle sothing like this,' Apollo thought to himself with an incredulous expression. As the figure's body continued to beco corporeal, Apollo was nonplussed. However, it wasn't for the reason one would think.
If it wasn't for the fluctuation being identical to Spirits, Apollo would have believed this summoned being was no different than a human. Its appearance was infinitesimally close to one. Furthermore, it was around the sa height as Apollo.
It had to be known, a typical Spirit was around twice the size of a human. This allowed them to retain more significant destructive abilities within their bodies. The smaller their vessel, the smaller the power they could wield was. After all, the Spirits that were summoned to Astarat were just Spiritual Bodies, they weren't the complete body of the Spirit.
For their complete existence to be summoned, the atmosphere of Astarat lacked a certain elent to facilitate this action. Not to ntion, its worldly laws were extrely lacking. Had not for the world's spirit being blessed, even the act of summoning the spiritual bodies of the Spirits would have been a pipe dream.
anwhile, due to the pensive expression on Apollo's face, the appearing individual was amused, "Little boy, if you continue to display that type of expression, it'll lead to believe you're ntally deficient. A Higher Demon should be much more acute than you are."
It went without saying, from the newcor's tone of voice, they were undoubtedly familiar with Demons. It wouldn't be misplaced to say that they were acquainted with them.
On the other hand, Apollo was dumbfounded. Based on the way the Spirit behaved, it verified that it possessed a type of lofty status that other Spirits didn't. This was discerned from both their speech pattern as well as the nonchalant tone they used.
Finally, once he regained a portion of his wits, Apollo's expression normalized, "Pardon , but who are you, and why have you summoned ?"
"On the contrary, I didn't summon you at all. The orb desired to summon you and so it did. In return, it collected enough energy to conjure a portion of my consciousness. As you see, I am not what you think I am. I am no re Spirit," the being answered.
"No re Spirit?" Apollo repeated with an unsure expression. This situated reminded him of his etings with both Fuhrer and Saehtyn. Each of them revealed that they weren't normal Demons during their initial encounter. This led Apollo to believe that they were dignified beings.
They took pride in the fact that they were able to triumph over the masses. This fact was a testant to both their strength as well as potential.
"Correct, but there is no need to repeat my words; absorb information and digest it. Then, remain quiet and expand your limited mind. Your ager ntal capacity ans you haven't even beco what your kind calls a Greater Demon," the being chuckled.
All of a sudden, with a black flash, they appeared right before Apollo and stared into his athyst eyes. While the being's eyes flashed with a mix of silver and black, he then beca shocked.
"Interesting, you aren't normal at all. By no ans are you a re Lesser Demon... I think I've co to understand why the orb has called out to both and you; the one who possesses a split soul," the voice revealed before adding another piece of information, "Additionally, you may refer to as Destrys."
The figure dropped his hood to reveal cascading snow-white hair. However, within a few lockets of hair were a couple of strands of shimring silver color. At the sa ti, his eyes revolved with three distinct colors; white, black, and silver. While it was unknown if this was a technique or not, Apollo was srized nonetheless.
"Destrys…" Apollo mumbled. For a mont, he paused before resuming, "If you aren't a re spirit, then what are you? When it cos to your kind, I'm not exactly knowledgeable."
"I'm aware. In fact, I'm privy to a myriad of things that elude your understanding. Nevertheless, since I am here, for the ti being, I might as well take advantage of it. Sooner or later, you will co in contact with my domain," Destrys responded.
Afterward, he rubbed his chin in thought. As he looked at Apollo, he pondered where exactly to start. 'The fate of the domain isn't related to him at this point, so there is no reason to present that information. Ah, there's also those other races. But, his ruler made sure his kind could avoid them for the ti being.'
After ample deliberation, Destrys finally ca across a few pieces of information he deed suitable to reveal, "Well, let's talk the hierarchy of Spirits. First and foremost, the bottom ring is known as Normies or Normal Spirits. Following this chain, there are the Heroic ones, Legendary ones, Mythical ones, and so on."
"Wait, I know this information alre-... Mythical?" Apollo questioned with narrowed eyes. As he cross-referenced this information with what was known to the people of Astarat, he realized sothing, "Are you saying the caliber of the Spirits sent here is amongst the lowest you all can muster?"
"Precisely. In fact, the ones who travel here have to be approved by the Grand Spirit Council. Typically, anyone above the Legendary threshold cannot be weaponized. They must act in the best interest of our domain," Destrys revealed.
"Then, does that an you're the sole Legendary Spirit to ever walk this plane?" Apollo questioned with an interested gleam in his eyes. According to the records found within the libraries of anywhere he searched, only one Spirit was able to enter the threshold of the Legendaries.
However, Destrys snorted derisively at Apollo's comnt, "You severely underestimate if you believe that was . The mont my standing lowers to such a degree, I might as well obliterate myself. That type of lowly attainnt is beneath ."
"U-uh...then why don't you clarify what you are exactly?" Apollo mumbled. Dealing with the pride of this being proved to be adequately difficult as its ego was enormous.
"Tch, to put it in simple terms, I am an Archaic Spirit. Hmm, now that I think about it, you will probably co to know it as a Primordial," Destrys muttered, the last of his words akin to a whisper.
"Primordial," Apollo nodded. The mont he heard this word, it resonated with him as it sounded extrely powerful. He beca fascinated with this idea. So much so it compelled him to ask another question, "How does this realm fare against the realms of Demon powers?"
"I guess it is comparable to the level beyond a Daemos. While a Daemos may be strong, it isn't exactly the strongest. Now, if we're talking about your olden Monarch then…" As Destrys paused, a nostalgic smile appeared on his lips.
On the other hand, Apollo was once again in awe. As far as he knew, he thought a Daemos was the cusp of a Demon's ability. Yet, according to Destrys, there remained a realm of power beyond that.
As Apollo digested this, another question dawned upon him, "Wait a minute, if you aren't that Spirit, then how did you and that orb end up here?"
Before answering, Destrys shook his head, "That's incorrect. I never ended up here, per se. As a Primordial, my consciousness can be stretched across the cosmic plane. As for this orb, I've sent nurous of them hurtling throughout the cosmos. Each of them rely serves as a fragnted beacon."
"I see, but what is its purpose?" Apollo asked before examining the now silent orb. Compared to before, after it summoned Destrys' partial consciousness, it seed to have entered a dormant state.
"Well, you see, that is where the mystifying revelation appears. Before I answer, may I request that you summon your Daemos partner," Destrys requested.
At the ntion of his request, Apollo's eyes widened. "How did you know?"
This was a first. Until now, there had never been a person who could sense that he had contracted with Demons.
"Albeit a semblance, I sll several stronger scents located within your body. One of them in particular is far too strong. Even though it is masked by weakness, it is just a temporary lapse in strength," Destrys uttered.
Under the current conditions, Apollo could only accept this as truth. If Destrys willed it, even this piddling portion of his soul was enough to eviscerate Apollo.
A mont later, Apollo exhaled behold uttering a phrase that made Destrys both intrigued and shocked at the sa ti.
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