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847. Changes Within The Impuritas

The Hearts stationed in Frontier were eradicated shortly after the arrival of the pale star. No number of Hearts short of the Hearts of the City could stand against a Beholder.

The circus tents of the Blood Festivals deflated as blood burst through torn holes like a dam. Paper cocoons burned as the Librarians ceased being produced. Thousands remained, as did the Masques and monsters of the Blood Festival. But they were quickly run down now that their numbers could no longer be replaced....

846. The Wrath of The Arbiter In All Her Fury

The world beyond their realm of light witnessed the arrival of a celestial being.

The Light eventually formed a replica of the Arbiter with all 12 wings and 7 tails. Her form was far larger than it was originally, and what blemishes she had was replaced with a pale, glowing body of light.

She was easily over 100 meters large. The feminine form of her body as Michaela barely existed in this, aside from the mounds on her chest that could be interpreted as breasts. But they were armo...

845. The Only Ilya

“ILYA!”

The dark medium denied everything that was not a part of Michaela’s soul. Her wings should have remained, as with all 7 of her tails, but the Qliphoth Corrosion had destroyed everything she had.

All that remained was a wingless Arbiter with a tail that carried the power to open Guf; the tail that Elysia also possessed. Her pale, ghostly hair matched the color of her bare flesh. She was like an apparition roaming the void; an existence she was all to familiar with. 2024-11-14 07:29:57 +0000 UTC View Post

844. The Gate of Guf

The halo that had been above Michaela’s head rose above the Fruit of Light. It darkened and transformed into disks of revolving rings of black, purple and white. Hundreds of rings encapsulated this disk.

An elongated, fluffy tail reached into the disk. The tip disappeared into the abyssal eye. It was the only place where the color remained a constant, pitch black where nothing existed.

Then, the tail twisted, and the disk expanded at such a speed that it spanned over hundreds of...

843. The Fruit of Light

“Ilya… Ilya!” Michaela cried, reaching out towards the object.

“A Fruit… No, that’s a ‘Rose’. A completed Rose. Were those two thorns? And it was enough to create a perfect Rose… No – Michaela! MICHAELA! NEITHER OF US MUST ACT RASHLY!”

Uriel screamed like a rabid dog. Despite this, she too sought after the Fruit of Light. However, both were repelled by a powerful field that caused millions of transparent colors to appear temporarily.

The field extended ...

842. The Piece of Paradise and The Price of Paradise

A kaleidoscopic burst of colors erupted from where the spears struck.

That wall that formed due to the barrier of sound was identical to what protected Stars. P-Factor Augmentation but taken to celestial limits.

Everything in this world possessed Primordial Factor. The reason why the Soul even had a shape was because a thin layer of P-Factor surrounded it to maintain its shape. So if it was ever pierced, then one’s form could be reduced to a slurry of primordial goop.

For ...

841. Absolute Authority

Michaela was no longer on her backfoot. Four arms stretched from her torso, each wielding a variation of the False Price of Paradise; Longinus, Cassius, and Gaius with her right hand holding onto the scabbard that was the Piece of Paradise.

Those weapons were shaped like spears that ended with a two-tongued tip. The double-helix design was how Michaela was immediately made aware of what exactly these weapons were supposed to represent.

Each were as blindingly pale as her form. Fou...

840. The Return of The Dozen Winged Bird

Millions of eyes across Grandis gazed up towards the summit of the shattered Mount Saris. The mountain was held together by a web of winding blood vessels. A column ran through the center like a spinal cord, giving it the appearance of a nervous system that had been freshly plucked out from the back of a giant.

It was alive. Mount Saris had come to life. Rock formations the size of small mountains swayed like the leaves of a tree. Blood poured through the great fissures as the four-arme...

839. The Kiss of A Greedy (Lovable) Angel

Parts of Frost’s hair began to change again. One bundle of strands located to the right of the golden cluster next to her right eye turned to a shade of deep red.

The blood that poured from her wounds coagulated immediately. It wasn’t because of her healing Skills or natural healing factor. Rather, it was her blood alone that refused to spill.

“You were an Honored One? Uriel anointed you?”

Her blood formed an intricate web. She had no idea what this Profession did. I...

838. Longinus And The Blood of The Amalgam

[Prolonged Stasis] could only keep her alive for up to 4,000,000 damage, since she could recover up to 20 HP for every 2 MP. The Little Frosts were still so far away. On the bright side, her max HP was only 1, so she could keep this up for a while.

But she knew this wouldn’t be the case. Iscario had a weapon that defied logic.

The Star-slaying weapon was still clutched tightly in the only hand he had left.

“Why, Ilya? Why are you so desperate to follow that star? What is...

837. Goodbye, The Price of Paradise

Frost did not answer him. Her golden hair and eyes only continued to intensify as she dragged Iscario forward as fast as she could. The only way to completely immobilize him now was to ensure that he was flush against her body.

The Effeulier La Dahla’s Attentive Claws were on the verge of breaking. It wouldn’t last another minute. But that one minute was all she needed. Frost covertly reached into her Dimensional Storage and pulled out a certain black forest clock.

But that cl...

836. Bringer of Annihilation

A pair of ethereal hands encased Frost like the folded wings of a bird. They defended her from the countless lances. Few managed to break through, but the vast majority were impaled within her benefactor.

“The Blue Dahlia!” Frost smiled at her sudden fortune.

< “I can take it from here temporarily.” >

“That wretched thing!” Iscario cursed. “So an Ego can return in full so long as the Sou...

835. To Take Down A False Star

Absolution.

Frost wasn't quite sure how she’d manage to use it, or if she could harness its power here to take Iscario down.

These thoughts of doubts were drowned by the light of countless drawn stars as quickly as they appeared. It reminded her of the endless possibilities of the Light. Hope was all she needed right now, and these stars of hers guided her forward.

“ISCARIOOOOOOO!”

It was now or never.

Her overflowing emotions coursed into the palm of her h...

834. From A Moon To A Star

“Absolution…”

Cer couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

Was this right? Absolution? Her mother of all people knew how to use this power? Then again, there were always strange rumors around her regarding her powers. She just didn’t think it would be something so significant.

The Blue Dahlia was delighted by Cer’s shocked yet intrigued expression. She knew right away she had made the right decision to hand this down to her.

“There are two components to it....

833. A Wolf, A Moon, and A Mother

A steep cliff face blocked her path now. The Star Child and the Little Frost had taken her to her final stop. They stood off the side and pointed up.

“Waiting! Up! Asteraceae!” The Little Frost lit up.

“Asteraceae… the flowers that bloomed once a year.” Cer saw those flowers along the walls of the cliff. “This is the same wall we passed every year. There should be a path around the left that’ll take me up, but… A shortcut wouldn’t hurt.”

Cer vanished from...

832. Of Memories and Wishes

They didn’t stop, nor did they reply. The fur around Cer’s body rose like nails the further they scurried along. It was cold here. Not even the winters of the colder Regions of Elysia could bother a Moon. But it was different here. It was as if she was not even a Moon at all, but instead, a normal wolf Demi-Human.

Is it weird for me to think that this sensation is nostalgic?

The floor gradually rose at an angle. The small incline went on forever, and with it, the sour...

831. Since When Could They Talk!?

She found it odd how Raoul hardly reacted to the news of them Corrupting. Corruption was by far a fate worse than death. And yet, he was indifferent to the news. She had thought that it was because they were fine now that it was a waste to mull on the past.

But she could never had imagined that Raoul was…

“You condoned it…? Then the reason why they were so focused on us was because of you? Did you… Raoul. Answer me! Raoul! DID YOU SANCTION THEM TO CORRUPT US!?”

“...

830. Familial Betrayal

Qliphoth was a power that utterly nullified the might of a Moon. It did not matter what kind of skill they possessed. It would be rendered ineffective the moment it grazed its dark veil.

Injuring Raoul was impossible. Cer had nothing in her arsenal to deal with that barrier. However, it did not completely surround him. This meant that her claws could deal damage.

Other than that – she was entirely out of options.

But that was what Raoul thought. Cer did not fight through p...

829. Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

The light engulfed them both. Any attempts to see beyond the light where the heart of the Advent existed only resulted in burned retinas. The Advent responded to Iscario’s call, and finally, she spotted the device that had activated it.

It was a piece of a star; a pale, bright rock that resonated with the Advent of Desire. Nothing could stop Iscario now. Frost felt an invisible weight chain her down as they were held captive in the direct presence of the light.

… I just ne...