Will of chaos-Chapter 1677: Cap 1675: That’s Life Part 1

Pov Lolth:

The power of Nature around me was more than just emanating from within me, it was condensing, trying to change my body. My Elven Soul was trying to transform my body from the inside out back to its origin, which is already impossible.

The Demonic power, even though it is being prevented by the power of the Dragons, is in a state of corruption, the basics of Demons.

"(This might have been a bad idea...)" (me)

"Lolth!!" (Akatosh)

"..." (me)

"(Lolth...?)" (Scepter)

Suddenly I feel a fist hitting my face, making my mind shake and somehow making my vision focus on the even larger fist coming towards me.

"< Supreme Divine Breath >" (Akatosh)

"..." (me)

GGGGGGGGRRRRRR!!!!

As I moved away from my previous position, Akatosh who had taken my position engraved his claws into space itself as his wings opened, emerging full of power while his eyes lit up like stars, as soon as his jaws opened the space cracked as an incandescent beam of intense golden flames came out, colliding with the fist, making the space in the surroundings vibrate from the shockwave as the two were sent backwards.

Sarazar’s body roared with pure violence as he opened his wings that were already free and forced himself against Akatosh’s attack, leveraging it towards not him, but me who was closer.

"Take fate into your hands!" (me)

"< Transcendental Elven Magic: Summoning the Great Tree of Lolth >" (me)

I bit my hand and let the blood fall on the scepter that began to glow with Vitality and emanate the Aura of Nature.

Soon the scepter became ethereal with branches, vines, leaves and roots growing from it as they spread towards me as well as through me, a large tree expanded behind me, the power of my Soul pulsated in sync with the power of the scepter which in turn flowed with power creating thousands of magic circles at the same time.

An endless killing intent surged from the scepter which in turn affected the tree behind me turning its leaves into green flames.

As the tree grew and the Elven power in my Soul flowed more violently within my body, I could feel the rejection between the two growing, my veins were drying up as my blood seemed to be consumed, my bones were being crushed and my scales were cracking, the pain I was feeling was enormous.

"(You are... Lolth...?)" (Scepter)

"< Transcendental Elven Magic: Nature’s Fury >" (me)

I had to act fast, the scepter’s consciousness was beginning to awaken and in my current state I ran the risk of being completely rejected by it, if that happened my body would be severely damaged and my Soul would also suffer negative repercussions, I would be unable to continue fighting.

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Concentrating all my power, the tree that appeared behind me in Ethereal form is a representation of the Spirit born from the Scepter that I created, a Spirit born from the tree that I planted, nurtured and made grow since the beginning of my life, molded into a scepter in a natural way and maintaining its life as well as consciousness, a living weapon that grew in power by my side.

I understand everything about this weapon, so I can use its power to greatly amplify my Divinity which is also Nature, the power arises making all the magic circles become trees that dissolve into pure energy flowing like a raging river against the enemy.

I wouldn’t let Akatosh protect me, no matter how much help he’s been, this isn’t his universe yet, this universe is my home, the place where my children were born and died, this place must be protected by me even if it’s the last thing I do.

"< Transcendental Elven Magic... >" (me)

"(Isn’t it... Lolth...?)" (scepter)

Cough Cough Cough

Suddenly, the fluctuation in the scepter’s consciousness made all the energy in my body flow in the opposite direction, making me have to control my fangs just so as not to cancel the spells I’m already using, this made my energy lines almost shatter and one of my eyes explode, releasing a blast of energy as I began to cough up dry pieces of my organs.

"Gggrrr!" (me)

"< Transcendental Elven Magic: Seal of the Great Tree Spirit >" (me)

The raging river from the previous attack along with Akatosh’s attack was only able to stop Sarazar’s body from advancing, the damage being done was minimal compared to the amount of damage accumulating on me or Akatosh’s energy expenditure, this couldn’t last, I don’t know if we’ll hold out until Zenos can take care of things on his side.

I raise the scepter that was still attached to my trembling arm, concentrating all my power, energy and Divinity as I let the power of the ethereal tree behind me condense into the scepter, the blood blade on its head absorbs all that power as it separates from the scepter.

The blood blade takes the shape of a spiral spear while Runes full of Vitality appear floating around it, the spear itself was completely red emanating a condensed amount of murderous intent when a more delicate one emerges from within the tree holding the spear guided by me with great effort, then threw it towards Sarazar’s motionless body being held in place by two devastating attacks.

GGGHHHHRRRRRRR!!!

The spear passes through my attack almost merging with the raging river of pure natural energy, then impacts against Sarazar.

The spear was further propelled by the raging river and its tip pierces Sarazar’s arm, roots and branches explode from the spear quickly taking his arm while expanding through the resort of his body trying to detach it from his body, part of these roots try to attach themselves to the very space where roots of a tree that I didn’t know seemed to help in the process.

In a few seconds, Sarazar’s body was surrounded by red roots and the still beautiful killing intent was trying to tear his body into pieces, but even that was only slowing him down.

The space around him trapped by the roots was being destroyed by his strength, the roots were being corroded and bitten by him, I spent all my energy and Akatosh didn’t look much better, but even all of that only slows down this aberration in front of me.

"What did you do?" (Akatosh)

"I did everything I could...ghuhh!!!" (me)

"Lolth!?" (Akatosh)

"(WHO ARE YOU!?)" (Scepter)

Suddenly the ethereal tree behind me clamps around me, the scepter stuck in my arm explodes in energy from the inside out, tearing my entire arm into pieces, while branches emerge like dozens of spears from inside the scepter piercing my body in several places to impede my movements.

"I knew it... I knew it... Cough Cough!" (me)

"(FILTHY DRAGON, DIE, DIE, DIE...)" (Scepter)

"(KILL, KILL, KILL, KILL...)" (Scepter)

"What is...?" (Akatosh)

"Don’t come any closer..." (me)

Akatosh tried to run to me, I tried to warn him, the scepter regained consciousness and realized the power of the Dragons in me, immediately recognizing me as an enemy, just as I did in the past, I can’t blame him for something I taught him to do, but just as in the past he lost himself in his murderous intent and fell into madness, perhaps because he had spent too much time inactive in that closed space.

"Look what we have here..." (Mavis?)

"..." (Akatosh)

"(Kill, I must kill, kill, kill, kill...)" (scepter)

"You... what are you...?" (me)

Suddenly a presence of pure unlimited Vitality takes over the surroundings, the Seal I used to bind Sarazar’s body had all its damaged parts being repaired or in this case I should say healed, the roots became thicker and leaves as well as flowers grew from them.

A figure appeared in front of me, her appearance was similar to what I had always seen, a young woman wearing loose white clothes and a veil covering her face, such a gentle voice and a warm presence, even her voice and presence were similar to Mavis.

But I could feel that the Dragon power within her was different, there was also no Divinity of Life within her, her Aura and presence were also different, this could not be Mavis.

She also beckoned to Akatosh using a blast of Life power to heal his body completely while holding him in place, completely still.

"Stay still for now, I didn’t come here for you." (Mavis?)

She approached me, her body infinitely tiny compared to my large Dragon body, but her presence was equal to mine, yet it felt deeper.

"(Kill... I must kill!!)" (Scepter)

"..." (me)

"Hello, little Elf..." (Mavis?)

"How did you... huhhh!!!" (me)

"I know so many things about you... someone who cried so much carrying so much..." (Mavis?)

"You’re not her... you can’t be her...!" (me)

Her way of speaking, her power, her Aura, her presence, everything about her is so similar, but it wasn’t the same, I know that, even so the way she called me, the words she even used were so similar.

"You’re not her...!" (me)

"You’re right, I’m not her... but I was her." (Mavis?)

"(Kill!!)" (Scepter)

"Life is full of mysteries, even for someone like me..." (Mavis)