Chapter 369: The Ultimate Ragnarok I
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One of his bodies was with Enigma's Path of Fate, as they went towards the Infinite Realms. Su Han and the third were busy. As for the second, he had a mission in Purgatory too. The fouth, was weak. The fifth was nowhere to be found, as Nia's Domain is hard to trace even for Supremes.
The sixth, was the only one available at the moment, but he was far deep into the Endless Seas. "Fine. I'll see which one will come to my rescue. Until then, I'll see if I can hold off against a Supreme by myself." He hyped himself up.
What was a mere Supreme to him, when he had to face countless Creators in the near future? He thought as such, forgetting that even with his potential, a Supreme God, even the weakest, was three major Realms above him.
And something more terrifying, was that Supreme Gods were above the Laws, all established Laws of Existence. They transcended them, and as for him? He was still using the Laws as his weapons.
"Good luck, senio brother Al." And despite knowing that, Athena waved him off. Even Teach kept quiet about it, and just continued being a bystander. An independent clone.
"Alright, I'm off." Allen said, tearing through the frozen space, and leaving. But Time still remained halted here. And it would remain the same, until all requirements were met.
And the reason was– "Who knew that he also fabled into Mysteries as well." Indeed, this was the power of a Mystery of Time, cast by Allen the moment he descended.
After all, the current Allen was of two weeks into the future, via Abyss time. And to the Universal time, that was over 600+ years. That was more than enough time for a True God to become a monster.
"I guess I'm staying behind as I haven't touched upon my own Mystery yet. Unlike you too." She further thought, glancing at Teach, who only subtly smiled at her words.
• • • • •
Heavenly Divine Realm
Heaven's Section, Pool of Reincarnation
Within the Section of Heaven, the total area equivalent to the previous Heaven Realm, there were seven sacred locations, and two forbidden zones where not even Cosmic Angels were allowed foot within.
One was a land where a pool of golden essence circulated around daily, full of immense Holy Power, and brimming with the power of a Mystery so potent, it was purely dazzling and incomprehensible.
It was the .
A land where angels were born, or reborn after losing their lives throughout the many wars. And of course, as new angels. It was ruled by the Cosmic Kindness.
And this was just one of the many lands, but it's might was still there, as it was ruled over by a Cosmic being, who had two Elder Angels on her side, and a few Transcendental Angels working underneath them.
Just this alone, could make them a powerful Pantheon or Faction within the current Heavenly Divine Realm.
Not even a Cosmic being would dare attack, without enough preparations and back up. Especially so, as there were six other domains with the same force as this, and two domains hiding away a Supreme being each.
No sane person would dare attack Heaven.
And yet a certain fool had done just that. A single young man, cloaked in pure red robes that resembled an ancient royal attire, stood above the current Pool of Reincarnation, staring down onto the army of billions of angels below him.
A smile of mockery plastered onto his lips, as recklessness danced within his red pupils. A type of recklessness, that would clearly cost a life or two... and his not included.
"Vile devil, retreat back at this moment!!" An angel cussed at him, grasping tightly onto its Lance brimming with pure gold flames. Flames cloaked with the True Laws of Fire and the Holiness of their Lord.
"Yes, retreat and we will not take offense to your brazen acts towards our sacred grounds."
"Indeed. Your impetuous actions can be forgiven, if you just simple pull back right this instance."
"His Holiness is all forgiving. He forgives even the damned, hence you still have a chance. Please retreat."
More angels spoke up, urgency painting their tones in desperation. And the more they spoke, the more urgent and rushed they felt. And the more the young man above, smiled even more.
"...A bunch of humanoid chickens. Why can't you just accept your Fate? It's not like I'm here on my own accord, you know. I'm on a mission. A mission I cannot go against, for it is my very purpose." He lightly responded, his words silencing the many angels from speaking.
His silver gray hair elegantly danced within the air, with tings of red within, hiding away his cat ears. His hands crossed before his chest, as he continued to stare down onto the cluster of angels, with the beastials eyes of a tiger.
Angels ranking between the lowest rank of Lesser Angel Lords, to those in the Transcendental stages. A group of angels that could wipe out the entirety of Chaos in no time at all, were lined up before him.
A powerful set up.
Yet why were they urgently urging the young man to retreat? Why did they all show nervousness when standing before him? Why were they so... bothered?
Indeed, why were they, when Cosmic Angels and Supreme Angels stood behind them? Truly, what was wrong?
"IMPETUOUS!!!" A Transcendental Angel roared out in anger, his anger shattering through the skies, and fragmenting his soroundings like a broken mirror.
"Calm down, he speaks the truth. It is his mission to bring about Death and Doom onto all living beings. He's Ragnarok personified." Yet another Transcendental Angel held onto his shoulder to calm him down as he spoke with a frown.
"But that being the case, it doesn't mean we have to sit down to die." Another one also added, pulling out a long golden-silver rod from her sleeves, with golden lightning dancing around it, like heavenly dragons.
"True. And since he is just an Ultimate Ragnarok, we might stand a chance against him. Let us stay strong." Another one supported, and with that, the angels prepared themselves for a great battle to come.
With the Transcendentals standing before them, they chose to fight as well. And even of the results were bleak, they weren't ready to give up.
"Heh!! How cute of yall. But it's fine with me. I love the concept of ants struggling for survival. I'll just have to try and kill you all." The Ultimate Ragnarok, the third ranked Enigma, declared with a smile dripping off battle intent.
His presence began skyrocketing towards the skies. His rank was around that of a perfected Outer Demigod in equivalence, but with his potential, he could skip through six Realms of power.
And as each minor realm of the Outer beings was equal to a major realm for those below, he could basically battle against mid ranked Major Origin beings. But that was truthfully not enough against a couple of Transcendentals.
Yet there was something else that added onto his Bartle prowess – His specialised Bloodline and his Physique.
The Bloodline was the fusion of two bloodlines. One from his believers, the Beastials, a group of humanoid beasts with the potential to reach the semi Outer Realm.
And the other was from Su Han's believers, the Beatifics, a group of humans with beastial characteristics with the same potential as the Beastials.
The result was "Sanctus Bestia", a unique race that transitioned between three phases, the human phase, where his potential factor is increased from six Realms to eight Realms.
The beast phase, where he attains a true beast form, having his potential increased from eight Realms to ten Realms. And the final phase, that that was a human-beast hybrid, increasing his potential by another two.
A total of twelve Realms, which was three major Realms even to Outer beings. Hence the current him, could take down perfected High Origin Gods without so much as a problem, as he was within the final phase.
He was a Sanctus Felidae Bestia right now.
'But that not all. I also have a Physique that used to belong to a Transcendental Spirit, but is now forged to personally suit this body and bloodline.' He thought, as he activated the unique Physique as well.
Physique: Nine Dragons Battle Constitution (Unique) – A Unique Constitution amongst the True Physiques, that has enough potential to exceed all physiques below Cosmic Physiologies. It's greatness could even rival such Physiologies. Once activated, it has nine stages to ascend through, whereby each stage, increases battle potential by one Realm higher. Upon tapping into the final stage, battle potential is increased by nine, allowing you to skip through nine Realms of power, and do the impossible. Unfortunately, reaching this stage, would require you to rest for extended periods of time (every minute of use equals a year of rest). The more you go through the stages, the more you take on Cosmic Draconic properties, and at the final stage, you can take on a Cosmic Dragon Form, increasing the potential to increase by ten.
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One of his bodies was with Enigma's Path of Fate, as they went towards the Infinite Realms. Su Han and the third were busy. As for the second, he had a mission in Purgatory too. The fouth, was weak. The fifth was nowhere to be found, as Nia's Domain is hard to trace even for Supremes.
The sixth, was the only one available at the moment, but he was far deep into the Endless Seas. "Fine. I'll see which one will come to my rescue. Until then, I'll see if I can hold off against a Supreme by myself." He hyped himself up.
What was a mere Supreme to him, when he had to face countless Creators in the near future? He thought as such, forgetting that even with his potential, a Supreme God, even the weakest, was three major Realms above him.
And something more terrifying, was that Supreme Gods were above the Laws, all established Laws of Existence. They transcended them, and as for him? He was still using the Laws as his weapons.
"Good luck, senio brother Al." And despite knowing that, Athena waved him off. Even Teach kept quiet about it, and just continued being a bystander. An independent clone.
"Alright, I'm off." Allen said, tearing through the frozen space, and leaving. But Time still remained halted here. And it would remain the same, until all requirements were met.
And the reason was– "Who knew that he also fabled into Mysteries as well." Indeed, this was the power of a Mystery of Time, cast by Allen the moment he descended.
After all, the current Allen was of two weeks into the future, via Abyss time. And to the Universal time, that was over 600+ years. That was more than enough time for a True God to become a monster.
"I guess I'm staying behind as I haven't touched upon my own Mystery yet. Unlike you too." She further thought, glancing at Teach, who only subtly smiled at her words.
• • • • •
Heavenly Divine Realm
Heaven's Section, Pool of Reincarnation
Within the Section of Heaven, the total area equivalent to the previous Heaven Realm, there were seven sacred locations, and two forbidden zones where not even Cosmic Angels were allowed foot within.
One was a land where a pool of golden essence circulated around daily, full of immense Holy Power, and brimming with the power of a Mystery so potent, it was purely dazzling and incomprehensible.
It was the .
A land where angels were born, or reborn after losing their lives throughout the many wars. And of course, as new angels. It was ruled by the Cosmic Kindness.
And this was just one of the many lands, but it's might was still there, as it was ruled over by a Cosmic being, who had two Elder Angels on her side, and a few Transcendental Angels working underneath them.
Just this alone, could make them a powerful Pantheon or Faction within the current Heavenly Divine Realm.
Not even a Cosmic being would dare attack, without enough preparations and back up. Especially so, as there were six other domains with the same force as this, and two domains hiding away a Supreme being each.
No sane person would dare attack Heaven.
And yet a certain fool had done just that. A single young man, cloaked in pure red robes that resembled an ancient royal attire, stood above the current Pool of Reincarnation, staring down onto the army of billions of angels below him.
A smile of mockery plastered onto his lips, as recklessness danced within his red pupils. A type of recklessness, that would clearly cost a life or two... and his not included.
"Vile devil, retreat back at this moment!!" An angel cussed at him, grasping tightly onto its Lance brimming with pure gold flames. Flames cloaked with the True Laws of Fire and the Holiness of their Lord.
"Yes, retreat and we will not take offense to your brazen acts towards our sacred grounds."
"Indeed. Your impetuous actions can be forgiven, if you just simple pull back right this instance."
"His Holiness is all forgiving. He forgives even the damned, hence you still have a chance. Please retreat."
More angels spoke up, urgency painting their tones in desperation. And the more they spoke, the more urgent and rushed they felt. And the more the young man above, smiled even more.
"...A bunch of humanoid chickens. Why can't you just accept your Fate? It's not like I'm here on my own accord, you know. I'm on a mission. A mission I cannot go against, for it is my very purpose." He lightly responded, his words silencing the many angels from speaking.
His silver gray hair elegantly danced within the air, with tings of red within, hiding away his cat ears. His hands crossed before his chest, as he continued to stare down onto the cluster of angels, with the beastials eyes of a tiger.
Angels ranking between the lowest rank of Lesser Angel Lords, to those in the Transcendental stages. A group of angels that could wipe out the entirety of Chaos in no time at all, were lined up before him.
A powerful set up.
Yet why were they urgently urging the young man to retreat? Why did they all show nervousness when standing before him? Why were they so... bothered?
Indeed, why were they, when Cosmic Angels and Supreme Angels stood behind them? Truly, what was wrong?
"IMPETUOUS!!!" A Transcendental Angel roared out in anger, his anger shattering through the skies, and fragmenting his soroundings like a broken mirror.
"Calm down, he speaks the truth. It is his mission to bring about Death and Doom onto all living beings. He's Ragnarok personified." Yet another Transcendental Angel held onto his shoulder to calm him down as he spoke with a frown.
"But that being the case, it doesn't mean we have to sit down to die." Another one also added, pulling out a long golden-silver rod from her sleeves, with golden lightning dancing around it, like heavenly dragons.
"True. And since he is just an Ultimate Ragnarok, we might stand a chance against him. Let us stay strong." Another one supported, and with that, the angels prepared themselves for a great battle to come.
With the Transcendentals standing before them, they chose to fight as well. And even of the results were bleak, they weren't ready to give up.
"Heh!! How cute of yall. But it's fine with me. I love the concept of ants struggling for survival. I'll just have to try and kill you all." The Ultimate Ragnarok, the third ranked Enigma, declared with a smile dripping off battle intent.
His presence began skyrocketing towards the skies. His rank was around that of a perfected Outer Demigod in equivalence, but with his potential, he could skip through six Realms of power.
And as each minor realm of the Outer beings was equal to a major realm for those below, he could basically battle against mid ranked Major Origin beings. But that was truthfully not enough against a couple of Transcendentals.
Yet there was something else that added onto his Bartle prowess – His specialised Bloodline and his Physique.
The Bloodline was the fusion of two bloodlines. One from his believers, the Beastials, a group of humanoid beasts with the potential to reach the semi Outer Realm.
And the other was from Su Han's believers, the Beatifics, a group of humans with beastial characteristics with the same potential as the Beastials.
The result was "Sanctus Bestia", a unique race that transitioned between three phases, the human phase, where his potential factor is increased from six Realms to eight Realms.
The beast phase, where he attains a true beast form, having his potential increased from eight Realms to ten Realms. And the final phase, that that was a human-beast hybrid, increasing his potential by another two.
A total of twelve Realms, which was three major Realms even to Outer beings. Hence the current him, could take down perfected High Origin Gods without so much as a problem, as he was within the final phase.
He was a Sanctus Felidae Bestia right now.
'But that not all. I also have a Physique that used to belong to a Transcendental Spirit, but is now forged to personally suit this body and bloodline.' He thought, as he activated the unique Physique as well.
Physique: Nine Dragons Battle Constitution (Unique) – A Unique Constitution amongst the True Physiques, that has enough potential to exceed all physiques below Cosmic Physiologies. It's greatness could even rival such Physiologies. Once activated, it has nine stages to ascend through, whereby each stage, increases battle potential by one Realm higher. Upon tapping into the final stage, battle potential is increased by nine, allowing you to skip through nine Realms of power, and do the impossible. Unfortunately, reaching this stage, would require you to rest for extended periods of time (every minute of use equals a year of rest). The more you go through the stages, the more you take on Cosmic Draconic properties, and at the final stage, you can take on a Cosmic Dragon Form, increasing the potential to increase by ten.
One of his bodies was with Enigma's Path of Fate, as they went towards the Infinite Realms. Su Han and the third were busy. As for the second, he had a mission in Purgatory too. The fouth, was weak. The fifth was nowhere to be found, as Nia's Domain is hard to trace even for Supremes. The sixth, was the only one available at the moment, but he was far deep into the Endless Seas. "Fine. I'll see which one will come to my rescue. Until then, I'll see if I can hold off against a Supreme by myself." He hyped himself up. What was a mere Supreme to him, when he had to face countless Creators in the near future? He thought as such, forgetting that even with his potential, a Supreme God, even the weakest, was three major Realms above him. And something more terrifying, was that Supreme Gods were above the Laws, all established Laws of Existence. They transcended them, and as for him? He was still using the Laws as his weapons. "Good luck, senio brother Al." And despite knowing that, Athena waved him off. Even Teach kept quiet about it, and just continued being a bystander. An independent clone. "Alright, I'm off." Allen said, tearing through the frozen space, and leaving. But Time still remained halted here. And it would remain the same, until all requirements were met. And the reason was "Who knew that he also fabled into Mysteries as well." Indeed, this was the power of a Mystery of Time, cast by Allen the moment he descended. After all, the current Allen was of two weeks into the future, via Abyss time. And to the Universal time, that was over 600+ years. That was more than enough time for a True God to become a monster. "I guess I'm staying behind as I haven't touched upon my own Mystery yet. Unlike you too." She further thought, glancing at Teach, who only subtly smiled at her words. Heavenly Divine RealmHeaven's Section, Pool of Reincarnation Within the Section of Heaven, the total area equivalent to the previous Heaven Realm, there were seven sacred locations, and two forbidden zones where not even Cosmic Angels were allowed foot within. One was a land where a pool of golden essence circulated around daily, full of immense Holy Power, and brimming with the power of a Mystery so potent, it was purely dazzling and incomprehensible. It was the . A land where angels were born, or reborn after losing their lives throughout the many wars. And of course, as new angels. It was ruled by the Cosmic Kindness. And this was just one of the many lands, but it's might was still there, as it was ruled over by a Cosmic being, who had two Elder Angels on her side, and a few Transcendental Angels working underneath them. Just this alone, could make them a powerful Pantheon or Faction within the current Heavenly Divine Realm. Not even a Cosmic being would dare attack, without enough preparations and back up. Especially so, as there were six other domains with the same force as this, and two domains hiding away a Supreme being each. No sane person would dare attack Heaven. And yet a certain fool had done just that. A single young man, cloaked in pure red robes that resembled an ancient royal attire, stood above the current Pool of Reincarnation, staring down onto the army of billions of angels below him. A smile of mockery plastered onto his lips, as recklessness danced within his red pupils. A type of recklessness, that would clearly cost a life or two... and his not included. "Vile devil, retreat back at this moment!!" An angel cussed at him, grasping tightly onto its Lance brimming with pure gold flames. Flames cloaked with the True Laws of Fire and the Holiness of their Lord. "Yes, retreat and we will not take offense to your brazen acts towards our sacred grounds." "Indeed. Your impetuous actions can be forgiven, if you just simple pull back right this instance." "His Holiness is all forgiving. He forgives even the damned, hence you still have a chance. Please retreat." More angels spoke up, urgency painting their tones in desperation. And the more they spoke, the more urgent and rushed they felt. And the more the young man above, smiled even more. "...A bunch of humanoid chickens. Why can't you just accept your Fate? It's not like I'm here on my own accord, you know. I'm on a mission. A mission I cannot go against, for it is my very purpose." He lightly responded, his words silencing the many angels from speaking. His silver gray hair elegantly danced within the air, with tings of red within, hiding away his cat ears. His hands crossed before his chest, as he continued to stare down onto the cluster of angels, with the beastials eyes of a tiger. Angels ranking between the lowest rank of Lesser Angel Lords, to those in the Transcendental stages. A group of angels that could wipe out the entirety of Chaos in no time at all, were lined up before him. A powerful set up. Yet why were they urgently urging the young man to retreat? Why did they all show nervousness when standing before him? Why were they so... bothered? Indeed, why were they, when Cosmic Angels and Supreme Angels stood behind them? Truly, what was wrong? "IMPETUOUS!!!" A Transcendental Angel roared out in anger, his anger shattering through the skies, and fragmenting his soroundings like a broken mirror. "Calm down, he speaks the truth. It is his mission to bring about Death and Doom onto all living beings. He's Ragnarok personified." Yet another Transcendental Angel held onto his shoulder to calm him down as he spoke with a frown. "But that being the case, it doesn't mean we have to sit down to die." Another one also added, pulling out a long golden-silver rod from her sleeves, with golden lightning dancing around it, like heavenly dragons. "True. And since he is just an Ultimate Ragnarok, we might stand a chance against him. Let us stay strong." Another one supported, and with that, the angels prepared themselves for a great battle to come. With the Transcendentals standing before them, they chose to fight as well. And even of the results were bleak, they weren't ready to give up. "Heh!! How cute of yall. But it's fine with me. I love the concept of ants struggling for survival. I'll just have to try and kill you all." The Ultimate Ragnarok, the third ranked Enigma, declared with a smile dripping off battle intent. His presence began skyrocketing towards the skies. His rank was around that of a perfected Outer Demigod in equivalence, but with his potential, he could skip through six Realms of power. And as each minor realm of the Outer beings was equal to a major realm for those below, he could basically battle against mid ranked Major Origin beings. But that was truthfully not enough against a couple of Transcendentals. Yet there was something else that added onto his Bartle prowess His specialised Bloodline and his Physique. The Bloodline was the fusion of two bloodlines. One from his believers, the Beastials, a group of humanoid beasts with the potential to reach the semi Outer Realm. And the other was from Su Han's believers, the Beatifics, a group of humans with beastial characteristics with the same potential as the Beastials. The result was "Sanctus Bestia", a unique race that transitioned between three phases, the human phase, where his potential factor is increased from six Realms to eight Realms. The beast phase, where he attains a true beast form, having his potential increased from eight Realms to ten Realms. And the final phase, that that was a human-beast hybrid, increasing his potential by another two. A total of twelve Realms, which was three major Realms even to Outer beings. Hence the current him, could take down perfected High Origin Gods without so much as a problem, as he was within the final phase. He was a Sanctus Felidae Bestia right now. 'But that not all. I also have a Physique that used to belong to a Transcendental Spirit, but is now forged to personally suit this body and bloodline.' He thought, as he activated the unique Physique as well. Physique: Nine Dragons Battle Constitution Unique A Unique Constitution amongst the True Physiques, that has enough potential to exceed all physiques below Cosmic Physiologies. It's greatness could even rival such Physiologies. Once activated, it has nine stages to ascend through, whereby each stage, increases battle potential by one Realm higher. Upon tapping into the final stage, battle potential is increased by nine, allowing you to skip through nine Realms of power, and do the impossible. Unfortunately, reaching this stage, would require you to rest for extended periods of time every minute of use equals a year of rest. The more you go through the stages, the more you take on Cosmic Draconic properties, and at the final stage, you can take on a Cosmic Dragon Form, increasing the potential to increase by ten.
