As Seris lay battered in a crater, a beam of pure null essence was making its way to her. It was crazy how fast the tables turned in her battle. She’d been dominating and forcing Zeth into a corner until he activated sothing that completely made her unable to do a thing.
He activated the Law of Null... it wasn’t true nothingness, but rather the complete erasure of Mana from any place or person he chose.
The mont the blood dagger hit 2/4, he triggered the law that completely blocked mana perception for both himself and Seris. In an instant, all her summons vanished, and her mana beca useless. She had plenty in reserve, but without regeneration, it ant nothing. The fight flipped in an instant, leaving her in the very position she had fought so hard to avoid...
A general without an army.
As she used her talents to hang on faintly Zeth quickly made her use her mana through a prolonged battle.
Forcing her to use skills and trying to use Laws on limited capacity.
CRASH!
Once she was low, he acted punching outward at her chest sending her flying into the stronghold... her body carving a trench through stone and earth before skidding to a stop in a cloud of dust and shattered debris.
Then as the figure behind him appeared upon the activation of his talent...
The blind figure was massive—its face nearly exceeding the clouds, a towering silhouette of pure gray absence where features should be.
No eyes, no mouth, no expression—only endless hollow sockets that drank light and sound alike, body ford of swirling nothingness that warped space around it like heat haze over a grave. Its presence was silence made manifest—every noise near it dulled, every color faded, every emotion numbed as though existence itself recoiled from its gaze.
|All Things Null|
The entire battlefield turned grey for a mont as a beam of pure null shot towards Seris—silent, inevitable, a lance of absolute absence that erased light, sound, and color in its path, leaving behind a tunnel of dead space where nothing could exist.
The battlefield was in a complete ss... Vaeloria and Caelan found themselves defending the stronghold from those who were snapping out of Sonna’s Illusions. Yonna was trying to tend to Sonna as she fought off her foe constantly...
Kael and Nia both were shredding through their opponents while Thalion was struggling to calculate possibilities. As he saw the encroaching doom... He was truly at a loss.
That was until...
HUMMMMM!!!!!!
One by one each of the Originats smiled on the battlefield as they began to feel their bloodlines beco more dense... more fortified... more powerful... It was insane, but they knew what was happening due to their subnexuses...
[Initiating Bloodline developnt...] Each Subnexus appeared in their eyes before another ssage appeared... from the main Nexus—Elysia herself.
[Bla Master for the delay! He’s been busy and forgot to advance your bloodlines!]
This was no random event. Ash could feel through his bonds that his companions were in trouble. Although he didn’t know exactly what was happening, he resolved to help them in any way he could...
Well, it was mostly Elysia’s doing as Ash had been busy.
Back on the battlefield, the Originats were stunned to discover their nexuses could speak—though the rush of power flooding through them left no room for questions.
Their beauty intensified, skin shifting to an ethereal alabaster, features refining into flawless perfection, every motion exuding effortless grace.
Their wings multiplied from two to six, each feather rimd with faint embers that glimred like fading stars, trails of pink and white light streaming with every beat.
From their temples curled delicate horns—pink like rose quartz, spiraling gently in lust demon fashion yet radiating slight draconic majesty.
All the bloodlines Ash had copied recently now surged through them— unifying into sothing greater.
The mont this happened every being within the surrounding 800 million km felt their bloodlines shudder in absolute fear and dread—knees buckling, auras flickering, hearts pounding as primal terror gripped them from the inside.
Still the beam heading for Seris never stopped... and her bloodline sensing doom began to work.
Tapping into the passive adaptations inherent to all Primavus, the Morpharch’s essence once again began to reshape Seri’s body. In an instant, she took on a form capable of withstanding the incoming attack.
Her alabaster skin grew nearly translucent, and her wings multiplied until there were twenty-four. Each feather transford into pure void energy, a power drawn from the Void race Ash had copied from Vyrn.
Her wings curled around her, shielding her in the essence of the Void.
The instant the beam struck, it vanished completely as the Void energy swallowed it whole. In the next heartbeat, each wing unfurled, sending millions of feathers—both real and illusory—shooting backward, each carrying the force of Void and Null.
Zeth’s face went pale, his bloodline frozen in defiance. He stood now as a lesser Primavus before one second only to the progenitor.
BOOOOOOM!!!!!!!
Zeth was utterly eviscerated as millions of feathers exploded against him at once. Seris shifted back to her usual form, her alabaster skin glowing and her long white-and-red braid swaying behind her.
"Fucker..." she muttered, eyes scanning the battlefield.
It was nothing more than a cleanup now. Sonna started toward lara, spotting her in the distance, but before she could...
DONGGGG!!!!
A bell rang as the ga ca to an end, with the Myriad Sect of Races claiming the top spot out of tens of thousands—but not without losing countless mbers to death and elimination. They stood with only 750 mbers left, including the Originats.
When Sunya appeared in the skies again, everyone breathed a sigh of relief—everyone except the Originats, who each still wore smiles.
"To think our bloodlines have already reached such a state..." Vaeloria muttered, prompting Nia to chuckle.
"You just gotta love Ashy~" Nia said with a smile.
[A/N: Just for clarification... their MPs have increased after this change. It hasn’t been specified in recent Chapters, but until I do their next status updates just rember their MP is all between 350M - 700M
In a Previous Chapter I may have misspoke about their Mana Sense range. Just for reminder, Mana Sense range is 10% of their MP. The smallest range of the Eight Originats is 38 Million Km.]
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