Chapter 209: Notorious Clay Brick! (1/2)

Valeria shouted in alarm and was about to approach her father in a blink of an eye. Alas, her agile form stopped in midair because of the advent of something that she could not dare defy.

”TAP!” The clock moved again and the distortion brought about 2 newcomers in the field.

All along, Valeria was strung in the open air as even the ability to make a squeak was taken out from her at the moment. But that did not mean at all that she was struck dumb in place.

Far from that in fact. Valeria used her divine sense to ascertain the identities of the 2 unexpected visitors. They were both men.

One wore a beggar's clothing with a dirty face and an almost emaciated appearance. Sickly looking and had a bowed back on him.

While the other man seemed to grace the land with his mere presence alone.

This second person looked like a king and ruler of all as his guise was complete with all the aspects of royalty.

He wore a golden crown and held a brilliant scepter on hand plus a majestic cape to hold a regal visage unto every lucky spectator around him.

Alas, it was sad to say that only Valeria was privy to their visit because time and space has already been locked from any prying eyes unto this particular mortal lands.

”You were careless, brother.” The magnificent man spoke first. He was walking slowly towards Valeria's father but the speed that he traveled contrasted to his very motion.

The man bridged the gap of a million miles in just 3 steps alone.

From this data, one could only surmise how big the battle had been between the ninja clan wars that were headed by the father and daughter pair.

Unfortunately for the dead, no one was left to mourn and remember the memories of their adventurous life.

”Typical. Changes, you never learn, do you?” The beggar mocked but he too followed the tracks of the magnificent man.

In a breath, the 2 of them were already a step away from the bleeding Elder God.

”Order. Chaos. My good brothers. It is nice to finally see you again! I can't remember the last time we got together like this. HAHAHA!”

Elder God Changes, the title of the culprit behind our bored gamer's plight, replied to his guests and laughed merrily in place.

A drop of blood fell to his feet and an amazing thing happened in a flash. The barren earths destroyed by the war was turned into a heavenly domain in an instant.

Flowers, plants, and trees sprouted from the ground up and from their fragrance and appearance alone, it could be seen that they were not pretty ordinary things indeed.

Even in the Divine Realm, this mass of life could be considered one of the rarest treasures any cultivator could possess.

Every single one of them was brimming with absolute power and vitality.

”You are one to jest, Changes. I don't believe that you even have any more eyes to see at the moment.” The beggar commented and stamped his feet once on the ground.

”BANG!” A mini earthquake occurred and the rich and abundant energy that continued to spread in this mortal world began to die down.

In but mere seconds, so did the flora and all the living things that had been brought about by that single drop of blood by an Elder God vanished to nihility.

They became rotten and the fresh scent transformed into something pretty much revolting in the aftermath.

The beggar did not think it wise to bless a mortal world with something that was also considered much too precious even in the Divine Realm.

It would only bring conflict and yes, death in the countless.

”It will heal in time, Brother Chaos.” Elder God Changes still smiled.

Alas, he did not hug his brothers nor the others did the same simply because he knew that it was truly impossible to do right now.

He got more than a mere wound to show from his curiosity on that ordinary looking clay brick. The Elder God was cursed!

”How much time do you need in order to get rid of that affliction, Changes?” The magnificent man asked.

”Not much. About a thousand years or so, brother.” Elder God Changes replied to the magnificent man. This could only be the Elder God of Order in his front.

With the trinity of them combined, this was a reunion of the first and oldest Souls in existence in this part of Creation. A dimension that birthed only these three since time immemorial.

The original consciousness in the void.

”We should just get rid of all the worlds you created and the mortals that it birthed, brothers. They bring only calamity in our midst!” The Elder God of Chaos said in a grave voice.

They were fine before with just the three of them. But in their search for meaning and marvel at their own abilities, they introduced the advent of mortal kind into reality.

A perfect being that totally inherited all their features.

A little soul that has a tendency for good and evil but more than that, a small existence that has the chance to change in one way or another.

”HAHAHA! I seem to recall that you were also one with us in the planning and conception of our children, Chaos.” Elder God of Changes continued to show joy in their midst.

Among them three, he was the only one who could laugh easily with them. Chaos and Order were extremely rigid in their ways.

Perhaps it was in their nature to be serious all the time and remain taciturn in their ways. Only the Elder God of Changes was maybe prone to laughter in contrast.