NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1353: Micro-Dimensioning
Chapter 1353: Micro-Dimensioning
As soon as the Territory's GeoScape was formed, it was instantly drowned in a vast pour of heavy darkness that issued from the three Phantasmic Retainers. For this occasion and strategy, Skullius had chosen to diminish their sizes, but their functionality remained unaffected.
The Noboboyama, a thin, dark humanoid with a staggering number of arms sprouting from its torso; the Ororoborou, like a ball made entirely of a bending, dark wires connecting to a golden-white hourglass in its hollow centre; and the Gajjkav, a golden-white, stocky humanoid with a giant, draconian head and six black wings, were all filled to the brim with Amras and Seeds of the Fruit of World Myths!
Kenno, Araeyn and Skullius were as ready as the Retainers, but...
<I TIRE OF THIS CONSTRUCT.>
And indeed, the Doom Knight had had enough of Kenno's Territory.
Its great sword was in its hand, but how and exactly when it used it, neither of its targets could have explained.
There was a sudden CRACK and Skullius' ears and eyes were bleeding, his insides churning from the great noise. Kenno's head had ruptured and Araeyn looked like he had been passed through a wringer. He was oozing an unknown substance from his broken, squeezed body.
But all this had only been the complementing audio of the Doom Knight slicing the Territory and Skullius into twelve, clean pieces!
The Hybrid Warmoth was overwhelmed by the damage. He felt a searing agony across all twelve of his slashed bits, and not just the flesh ones. The Doom Knight had cut through his soul as well!
'THAT FLESHING HURTS!!!!!
The was unimaginable for the Hybrid Warmoth, but he bore it. He was Divine. Damage to his body and soul couldn't kill him unless the two were separated. His opponent knew this, of
course.
The Territory was gaping, revealing the dark night of Aigas painted red by the Doom Knight's marking.
....But then it wasn't.
In a blink, the Territory - lathered in [Evil Darkness] - pulled its pieces together and kept its integrity.
Skullius' blank eyes lit up with tenacity.
'This is far from over, sockethole!' he thought.
Several things happened in rapid succession right then.
Skullius healed, mending his body and soul together.
Kenno also healed. In his case, it wasn't as simple as it was for Skullius though. Before everyone had escaped the Doom Knight's prison, Skullius had told him to use Creeds to tether himself to his (Skullius') Andori, [Sagacious Antiphon of Dawnlight]. In the case that he was killed before Skullius could heal him, the Creed he made would simply activate the Andori remotely, reviving him. (This was only possible with Skullius' consent though.)
Araeyn did not bother to heal himself. His role was more important than his health. For now.
He clapped his palms together and a deep voice escaped his lips.
"[Micro-Dimensioning]."
He parted his palms, and a ball of a greenish Null Life Essence had formed between them.
The visor of the Doom Knight blazed fiercely. It was excited. What could this be?
An odd suction drew on it aggressively right then, sucking it into the ball!
Skullius followed as well, and then Araeyn.
The Gajjkav, the Noboboyama, the Ororoborou and Kenno remained in Bandit King's Boundless Collection.
Deep within the condensed ball of Null Life Essence... was a massive realm.
It was greater than a world, but ultimately, it was a Null Remnant, a discarded dwelling that could not be claimed. Well, at least not by ordinary deific powers.
Skullius, Araeyn and the Doom Knight appeared within its excessively cloudy space, falling. Dark and light clouds alike littered everything all the way to be obscured ground below. They were livid, rich, with Null Life Essences, and sharp, silent flashes coursed through them
infinitely.
This was a Null Remnant much different from the ones Skullius had traversed as the Amalgam during the grand battle against the masked necromancer.
And that was the point.
[You have been dragged into the Miscarried Levin Compound Islands]
[The dense Null Life Essence that makes up this environment greatly favours you]
[Your Null Life Essence reserves are forcefully amplified by 12,000%!]
[Your stats are augmented by 9,500%!]
[The performance of any and all Null Life abilities and relics will be increased by 1,000%!] They were richer boons than Skullius and Araeyn enjoyed from that time ago indeed. Skullius' nimbus seemed to explode in size, almost merging with the unending streams of clouds around him. It billowed, baleful and changing colours, crackling with all the Exotic Parlous Natures Skullius had access to.
Skullius could feel his reserves of Null Life Essence reserves raging and compounding. The Null Life Essences around him rushed up to fill his core, which had been drained because of the [Entropy's Harmonising Nimbus]' creation of Maximum Jaqquezjaqqz. With the 12,000% boost to his reserves...
[Null Core: 5,460,105,600/45,500,800
It appeared that the same benefit Skullius had reaped last time, of a greater amount of essence than his core capacity applied even now, which was more than delightful. Even after escaping this Null Remnant, he would keep it all.
Araeyn, on the other hand, was like a star shining among the clouds. They converged towards him and whispered, as though paying their respects. Null Life Essences swam around him too, like twisting swirls of watery winds.
The Doom Knight was almost enthralled.
It seemed to recognise the play awaiting it immediately. This was a terrible ambush.
Araeyn's body healed and was reinforced.
...Then the whole realm turned eerily silent.
Skullius grinned.
Even a Deity would have to take his Apostle seriously here!
He was no mere summon. He was descended of a very special race of Null Lifeforms that had a great claim to the Null Verse and many of its eccentricities. It just so happened that after Skullius' reached Tier 4 back then and had an upgrade to his Nullmancer Class, which forced his Apostles to evolve... Araeyn obtained something rather critical.
The Apostle obtained an AUTHORITY.
(A/N: Refer to Ch.841.)
Araeyn had the power to control a whole realm like this one down to the most minute details
with great ease!
And that was why...
Skullius unleashed it right then; it was the Treasure he had taken from the Warmoth's Treasury earlier: the Realm rank Prime Charged Mantle, Dance of the Thousand Levin-Born!
[Author's Note]
[Charged Mantle: Dance of the Thousand Levin-Born]
+Realm (Prime)+
A scroll containing Runes that when released will unseal an army of enslaved, fearless, and
mad Penetrators that will raze the user's enemies to the ground.
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-Basic Properties-
+Sealed Entities - 1,000/1,000