Chapter 799 The Power to Change Everything (1/2)

Chaos was a curious thing.

Thousands of years earlier—even before the Sage was born and the Glorious Era had yet to begin, in the age prior to the founding of magic and aura by pioneering sages, humans had already come in contact with Chaos.

But bizarrely, Chaos did not exist as a negative adjective at the very start.

It was a neutral term.

'Order' opposed 'Chaos', 'existence' contradicts 'nothingness'. The Initial Flame burnt Chaos to fill the nothingness, creating existence, just as existence would branch into all living things of Order, becoming scattered remains after their deaths.

When the Initial Flame and the remains vanished, all things would return to Chaos, just as the Flame would reignite upon the ashes and create all life once again. Such was the world cycle the early sages deemed to exist, the eternal movement of the Flame.

The Chaos was neither evil nor hostile. It did not represent destruction or end, but was coal for the Flame, the most primitive form of all things and the most ancient of concepts.

And that was things had been, once.

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In spiritual space, Joshua van Radcliffe moved his soul that was akin to a sun and crashed into the Evil God of Wither's galactic-shaped defensive ramparts without any elegance.

A collision—simple, direct and pure, without any fanciness or sound in the spiritual realm, nor any shockwave.

And yet it was such a simple collision that contained boundless force and unbelievable technique—time was controlled in the hands of a single man; such was the power to surpass world.

Thus, everything shattered in the instant the silver sun crashed into the Dark Galaxy.

Silver Steel Strength radiance incinerated Chaotic mist. That inscrutable outer shell of black ramparts of the Wither and did not permit even light to escape was completely broken into countless fragments.

The turbid and incomprehensible thing that was an Evil God's body that none knew what they actually were, and yet could corrupt the hearts of men and decay all things began to rapidly decline and deteriorate under the warrior and its own power.

Thus, the sounds of crying could be heard.

”…the sun shattered?”

”What's going on? All the Void sentry posts are destroyed. We simply can't get any information from the outside!”

”…it's meaningless, my comrades. Our world is isolated by a dimensional windstorm—high-energy radiation from the sun's destruction fills this world and left the microscopic realm in shambles. Our technology could not obtain any movements.”

”Move underground and live on the core's heat? Please, we have wings, and we are a race that soars the skies!”

Erratic voices appeared with vague illusions from the broken ramparts of the Evil God. Countless whispers that could not be singled out wafted in the Void and became an irritating background static, even as unbelievable scenes appeared in the many illusionary images.

As countless twin-winged creatures raised their hands in shock, the colossal crystalline sun in the sky broke as if it was made from glass. Millions of solar shards became asteroids that crashed down on the land, just as a dimensional windstorm moved ever closer from beyond the Void, hammering the World Barrier and severing all communications between worlds. Uncountable realms thus dimmed, and even if there were those who held on stubbornly, there was no telling how long it could last.

”It's fifty-seven years now. I'm about to forget the sensation of flying.”

”We now have no sun, our technological progress is sealed and we can't get to other worlds in the Void, and you lot are still toying with coups and civil strife. Isn't that suicide?!”

Bang!

”…From today, the Yutaidel provisional military government would assume control over seventeen underground shelters including Pola, Dirk, and Alanda. All citizens must accept the new governmental rule, hand over all private weapons…”

The Silver Sun was neither curious nor compassionate. He crashed again and completely shattered Wither's spiral arms behind the Void, and where the Dark Galaxy once was, only the heart of the swirl was left, where some profound being throbbed at its very center faintly.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

”They hold all key departments and hide all technology, implementing an obscurantist policy!”

”But what could we do? Their generosity in food and entertainment is outrageous—none would join our resistance.”

”If the day comes and we could return to the surface, we won't be ourselves.”

”Hah! Most importantly, if our kind still exists when that day comes.”

Joshua coldly swept away every illusion. Silver crystalline ray tore through the swirl, penetrating deep within.

He naturally knew that the illusions were the memories of the ruined world and civilization before Wither became an Evil God. As he utterly splintered its Chaotic constitution and the mists and information hidden in its shell burst out, it proved that he had partially broken the Evil God's essence.

Pity? Anguish? Hah! Naïve thoughts of a babe. Against the hate accumulating from the destruction of a world, the death of a race and the end of a civilization, none had the right to stay their hand.

It was an Evil God.

A World Eater that wandered ten thousand worlds and destroyed infinite civilizations!

Especially when that hate could likely be the weapons a superior being was building.

Abandoning thought, hearing, and observation so that he was not affected by the Chaos Presence of the Evil God of Wither, Joshua left all his senses and sealed himself inside a 'personal world', and briskly collided with the Chaos swirl through programming he maintained.

As profound Steel Strength silently eroded the Chaos, the warrior completely fragmented all of Wither's constitution.

Thus, in that split second, the Evil God of Wither broke.

The Dark Galaxy imploded resoundingly as the Silver Sun bounced off an abrupt, great force. Soon, as an immeasurably dark flash illuminated the soul space where Joshua and the Evil God of Wither fought a terrible battle, a massive cavity appeared in that space, just as an unusual, huge river streamed away from that cavity, forming an ocean swiftly at the bottom of the soul space.

Meanwhile, the Silver Sun that bounced away—Joshua's soul— puzzledly and quietly reverted to human form and stared at the churning ocean beneath his feet.

”The ocean… is the essences left after the Evil God is broken?”

Frowning and muttering to himself, Joshua did not smile despite defeating the Evil God. He could not verify if his guess was true, but it might be the only possibility after breaking every part of the Evil God.

The Evil God that threatened the warrior viciously, and that ocean was its remaining essence.

It was an atypical spiritual presence, a viscous fluid that appeared both translucent and turbid in Joshua's eyes. It was undoubtedly alive: infinite vague faces appeared and vanished from within, some crying in anguish or laughing in joy, just as others were solemn or sad.

Bang-bang!

With consecutive echoes, the nine giant soul pots that had been floating around Joshua descended on after another. Those were the souls of nine Legends from the bygone Glorious Era, reverting into human form after Joshua.

Amongst them were two humans, one Avian, two elves, two dwarves, one Mulroc and an extremely tall centaur who appeared to have titan blood.

There were signs of Chaos corruption that permeated down into the bone on those Legends' souls. They fainted the instant they assumed human forms, perhaps slumbering to repel the corruption of Chaos.

A long time ago, to withstand the Evil God of Wither's impeccable corruption, they sealed their own souls and handed their body processes to be managed by their warships. The Legendary champions had used the power of Chaos to fight Chaos itself, to the point that endless Chaos flesh and appendages had grown out of their warships after thousands of years, becoming massive moons that floated over the Sealed World.

Joshua retrieved and arranged those Glorious Legends souls, placing them above the Great Khan's soul that had fainted as well. They were so powerful that the Chaos corruption did not exceed the boundary of beyond salvation, and all they needed was to be placed somewhere filled with Holy Light, Order power, or Steel Strength to swiftly dispel those symptoms.

With that accomplished, he looked down toward the ocean once more.

The Ocean of Souls.

Narrowing his eyes at its vastness, Joshua saw human, elf, dwarven, and Avian souls—but the most numerous of them were a race with two wings, a bird head, and appeared rather aberrative. Those souls were thrown together and lost all personal self, with only endless information and energies being transmitted and stored at the depths of the Ocean.

”Looks like every living soul in the Sealed World had been fused into the Evil God's essence over the last thousands of years… So that's how Evil Gods strengthen and regenerate: consuming souls and all information within, using it as a source to corrupt the physical world… a completely different existence.”

Joshua muttered to himself with a complicated tone. ”It appears that the souls of the nine Legends would decay if we arrived any later and fall into this Ocean… When the time comes, the Evil God of Wither would be completely restored and not maintain its half-broken state.”

All life and souls that were corrupted by Chaos were being drawn and devoured by the Evil God at the world core seal, the only end for all life in that realm without Soul Cycle or Steel Python.

Joshua, however, noticed that were unexpectedly few elven faces in the ocean, even after their longevity was taken into account. It was evident that the elves had evaded Chaos corruption by certain methods to maintain the existence of their souls. However, every other race including dwarf, human and Avian and probably elves that could not escape the Chaos were all here.

Eaten away by Chaos, they died in the truest of definitions, their remains exploited by the Chaos as a fuel for the Evil God. Though some souls still retained dazzling luster and must have died or was consumed only recently, their souls were being rapidly corrupted. Furthermore, the lack of personal ability and Soul Mastery basically meant they were beyond saving—Joshua could maybe save one or two, but fishing every single one out was impossible.

Endless whispers of souls could be heard in that vast spiritual Ocean.

There was anguished wailing, agony, and despair.

There were curses, dullness, idleness.

There were scolding, bewilderment, spite.

All that was sinister gathered upon the turbid, churning Ocean of Souls. The decaying scent of despair spread from within, seemingly able to corrupt and destroy all things…

…just like an Evil God.

Nevertheless, everything stops here.

The warrior clenched both his fists. Even if he was all soul, he was filled with power.

He was aware that when he completely destroyed and purged the Ocean of Souls, the Evil God of Wither would be completely destroyed, just like the many Evil Gods decimated during the Glorious Era without any trace of them left. Of course, the souls inside the Ocean that were assimilated by the Evil God would be utterly wiped out and cleansed as well.

But in the instant Joshua mustered his strength and was about to attack, two huge points of light and five smaller ones appeared, assuming the form of the Nature Magister and her Legendary beast companion, just as the five members of the Elite Party appeared in the Soul Space.

”…Why are you here?”

Forced to stop, Joshua wrinkled his brow at the direction of the newcomers. ”And you lot. This isn't a place that freely admits Gold-tiers, your souls would end up like that too if you came any earlier.”

The latter half of his words were aimed at the five members of the Elite Party. Though Joshua's tone was strict, there was clear concern.

”The Evil God of Wither's physical form had just diminished. Now the entire interior of the Sealed World is filled with an indescribable and unusual presence… It's remarkably similar to the Chaos but unexpectedly mild, and touching it would grant entry into this place.”

Then, as the Nature's Magister vision turned downward at the turbid Ocean of souls, she promptly frowned as Joshua did. ”Although I wanted to congratulate you for triumphing over an Evil God… it appears that things aren't over yet?”

”Of course not.”

Joshua lowered his eyes at the rolling tides that appeared intend on rallying. ”But there's only the final step left.”

Even after being totally fractured and its essence reduced to an ocean, a powerful Chaotic being such as the Evil God was fundamentally immortal and indestructible. After sometime being left unharmed, the diminishing Ocean was now beginning to squirm as if intending to assume a whole form once more and reassemble the Evil God of Wither's core.

And the warrior absolutely would not allow that to happen. Therefore, he raised his right fist and mustered power in it again.

”Si—Sir!”

A faint but resolved voice that seemed to had gathered every bit of courage spoke out.

Glancing sideways, Joshua turned to the speaker—the leader of the Elite Party and his own pupil, Priest.

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