Chapter 119 - New Version Of Anvriels First Form (1/2)
Just right a few minutes after MF took up the Champion of Pallas for a fun ride, Foel entered the messed up scene near the barrier of Domeniul Ceresc. The artificial scenery of the mountainous domain was maliciously forged onto a seared mess of rubble and debris and all kinds of scar appeared on the surface.
Foel checked the tracking device she had reapplied to her partner. The location of where she was was found on the far west of Tavaroth Continent right at the center of the Ancient Battlefield.
”I hope nothing severe happened.” The mild gush of wind immediately caressed her untied hair. ”Guess something happened after all. How come I couldn't detect it from Ouranos Citadel?”
She noticed that numerous layers of the Domeniul Ceresc's barrier had been crippled to 456 layers and she saw Asir and Ain currently trying to repair it. Foel approached them and her expression was definitely not the pleasant kind.
”Asir, Ain, elaborate.”
”Lady Foel.” Asir immediately detached its flowing energy from the barrier. ”A strong Usurper was searching for the Almighty One. The knight named Tuli and I had intercepted the foe but it was too overwhelming for us. At the last moment, Lord Ouroboros was forced to end her seclusion and now she is taking the unrelenting pursuer onto somewhere else.”
Foel then saw the long and wide emissions mark from her partner's wings propeller force implanted on the area near them. The burn mark is also quite fresh and calculating the force her husband needed to utilize to create this elongated crater.
'Meshia using her original form, is there something that prevents her from using her Angel Form? To unleash this much of propelling force, in no way that she is fighting an Alcazar Establishment usurper. Could it be?
'A Nascent World Phase Usurper…?'
A slight frown could be seen on her aloof face.
”Thank you for the hard work,” Foel added.
”It was certainly not as much as how the Almighty One put on protecting Domeniul Ceresc, her expression was of perpetual rage when the view of destruction came to her vision.”
”Your Lord is benevolent to her people more than you think.” Foel turned back and took a couple of steps forward. ”Your loyalty shall be valued.”
The tanomobi soared to the sky, trying to catch up to her partner in case of something bad escalating.
Meanwhile, the Ouroboros herself was descending slowly to the center core of the explosion after everything almost settled down, although the radioactive mushroom was still there. MF felt many new streamlines from the surviving Calamities, both from the simpleton and the intellectual, they were sending a huge amount of 'faith of death' to the harbinger of doom.
”Huehehehe, this is so fruitious.”
In just a matter of minutes, MF had accumulated about 25,777 bits of 'faith of death' from the witness of the nuclear shenanigan she had ensued.
'I wonder if I can rank up in the portfolio, maybe I'll ask about it to Suwa later on the next meeting of the Lunatic Runagate. Then again, she hasn't told me when it will be held.'
In contrast to her former jet-black themed version of Anvriel's First Form, she had taken the nerdy modification of her divine form into the next level.
Her appearance now was a combination of white and black. Part of her hair pigment appears black and white in some other parts. Taking it more to her coloring sessions, she had her left pupil to be black and white in the right eye. Her cheeks were covered with grey scaly plated armor and so was her neck.
It definitely didn't add anything but it was cool and more intimidating. When she had the chance to customize her magnum opus, might as well utilize it.