Rise of the Primordial Dragon beast tamer-Chapter 57: Dominion of Shadows

The Trueborn Chaos Fiend surged forward, its monstrous form expanding and contracting like a living nightmare. Its tendrils whipped through the air, cutting swathes of darkness through Azvoid's controlled beasts, dissolving them into nothingness with each touch.

"Damn," Azvoid muttered, eyes gleaming with excitement despite the clear danger. "You're not playing around."

The fiend's presence was oppressive, its aura warping the very space around it. Even the Authority of Chaos within Azvoid seemed to shudder under the creature's sheer malevolence.

"This is no ordinary opponent," Noctis's voice was grave. "Its very existence is a manifestation of corrupted chaos. Even your Authority will struggle to dominate something born from pure madness."

"Struggle, huh?" Azvoid's smile twisted. "Sounds like the perfect challenge."

The fiend's crimson eyes all locked onto him, countless gazes filled with primal hatred.

The thing lunged, tendrils crashing down like blackened lightning. Azvoid's body blurred, Phantom Reflex igniting his movements to unnatural speeds. He twisted and weaved through the onslaught, each strike missing him by a hair's breadth.

He countered with a flurry of space-warped attacks, his hands slicing through the air and distorting reality itself. Vortexes spun into existence, dragging some of the tendrils away and tearing them into shreds. But they reformed almost instantly, the fiend's body a writhing chaos of regeneration.

"Persistent bastard." Azvoid clicked his tongue. "Alright then. Let's see how you handle a little pressure."

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He thrust his palm forward.

"Authority of Chaos—Compression!"

The space around the fiend trembled as if reality itself was being bent to Azvoid's will. The fiend's form quaked, its shape collapsing inward under the crushing force. But instead of breaking, the creature twisted itself into a more compact, lethal mass.

Then it lashed out.

A torrent of tendrils exploded toward Azvoid, their speed blurring the air. His body reacted before his mind fully processed the danger, Phantom Reflex guiding his movements with inhuman precision. He danced through the chaos, his own power roaring to meet the fiend's assault.

But he was losing ground.

Azvoid's breath came heavy. His Authority of Chaos was powerful, but the fiend was something else entirely. Its darkness was primal, a living calamity that defied control.

Noctis's voice was calm yet urgent. "Your power isn't enough. Not alone. You need to force your Authority to evolve."

"Evolve, huh?" Azvoid's eyes narrowed, his mind racing. The Authority of Chaos wasn't a mere weapon. It was a manifestation of his own will, his own ambition.

"Alright then. Time to break through."

He thrust his hands outward, fingers curling as he poured everything into his Authority. The mental space trembled, a storm of shadows erupting around him. His will reached out, clashing with the fiend's essence in a battle of dominance.

"Authority of Chaos—Ascend!"

The darkness surrounding him intensified, a vortex of pure chaos swirling around his body. It was no longer just about control. It was about integration.

Azvoid's mind expanded, his Authority stretching beyond its previous limits. He could feel the fiend's power, its chaotic essence like a furnace of destruction. But instead of trying to crush it, he sought to merge with it.

The Trueborn Chaos Fiend's attacks faltered. Its form quivered as if sensing the change.

Azvoid's grin returned, savage and exultant. "You feel that? Yeah. That's me taking your precious chaos and making it mine."

The Authority of Chaos resonated, its power shifting, warping, transforming. Azvoid could feel it surging through his veins like liquid fire, his senses sharpening to a terrifying degree.

[Authority of Chaos Has Evolved!]

[New Skill Obtained: Abyssal Dominion – Your mastery over chaos has ascended. You can now absorb, reshape, and command lesser chaotic entities with absolute authority. Enhanced control over your own abilities and power.]

A wave of energy erupted from Azvoid's body, slamming into the Trueborn Chaos Fiend like a tidal wave. The creature shrieked, its tendrils flailing as its form began to collapse under Azvoid's will.

He didn't stop there. His hands moved like blades, carving through the air with savage precision. Space Vector Master lashed out in conjunction with his newfound Abyssal Dominion. Fractures ripped through the fiend's body, tearing it apart piece by piece.

"Eat shit!" Azvoid roared, his aura surging like a dark sun.

The Trueborn Chaos Fiend let out a final, agonized howl before disintegrating into nothingness. The darkness that had plagued the mental space faded, leaving only Azvoid standing amidst the swirling shadows of his Authority.

He looked down at his hands, feeling the power thrumming within him. The Authority of Chaos had become something far greater, its might amplified by his own insane drive to grow stronger.

Noctis's voice was slow, almost reverent. "You... actually did it. You integrated the Trueborn Chaos Fiend's power and evolved your Authority. Your growth is nothing short of monstrous."

Azvoid chuckled, the sound dripping with confidence. "If that was supposed to be the big bad, then I think I'm just getting started."

"Do not grow arrogant." Noctis warned, his tone turning colder. "This power is but a fragment of what you will face if Zephiron awakens. That fiend was a mere shadow of the true darkness that exists."

"Yeah, yeah." Azvoid shrugged. "But now I've got a new trick up my sleeve. And you better believe I'm gonna abuse the hell out of it."

He could feel the potential of his newly gained skill, the Abyssal Dominion itching to be tested. But even with the rush of power, Azvoid knew better than to get complacent. This was just one step on the path to greatness. And if there were more creatures like the fiend out there?

Well, that just made things more exciting.

Noctis sighed, but there was a hint of approval in his voice. "Rest now. You've earned it. But do not lose sight of the true threat. The moment you let your guard down... will be the moment you lose everything."

"Relax, Noctis." Azvoid said with a devilish grin. "Losing everything is just motivation to get even stronger."

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