The Universe Is Innately Just 292 Bestial Strafe Part Three

An unstoppable prospect had been lunched by Thol'Yr, one that began showing result a few minutes after the departure of the winged ent.i.ty. Akainmhar didn't know how much time was left before the changes would become complete, but he was somewhat aware that the army of beasts was still too numerous.

"If their energy was released right now… The central district and main outer layer of the city would disappear in a split second…", he mumbled thoughtfully as he continued a.n.a.lyzing the current state of the biological weapon. "In the current, It wouldn't be surprising is the Core is left unscathed…", he mumbled slowly before adding.

"But if this explosively contagious blood essence continues growing, then I'm afraid that there no single soul will survive this ordeal…", his face turned somber as he didn't know the extent of power the army of the beast would attain.

"Controlling them away doesn't seem to be a possibility, as I've already cut myself from the chessboard…", he thought as he was aware he had taken away the link existing between him and the ominous aura. "Without that slaughter aura, it is as though I do no longer own the qualification to be part of their growth…", he exclaimed softly in his mind as he continued looking for a way to take care of the sea of creatures.

"Attacking them might actually accelerate the rate of each creature's explosive evolution. With every dead creature's energy serving as foundations of progress for the other monsters…", his brain didn't stop his work for a split second. And Akainmhar continued looking at the problem from a different perspective in his mind, and before long, came to the conclusion that he definitely couldn't interact with the creature around him.

A few seconds pa.s.sed as Akainmhar fell once again silent for a short period of time. The internal clock of his brain accelerated as the experienced mind of Akainmhar looked for the path of survival for the city. Instinctively, his mind could only point to a specific direction that his eyes soon followed.

A head filled with crimson red hair, the same vivid color as a pool of blood that darkened in the thickest part of his long hairs. Although both of their hair color was red, Akainmhar's hair was more akin to a wild flame that danced with the wind, while Fell's hair gave the impression that he had bathed in a sea of blood.

"With him having connected this deeply with the blood essence bomb, he might be the only way to divert this explosive calamity somewhere else…", he mumbled thoughtfully as his leg moved once again for the first time. It coincided with the sudden breakthrough from the creature under his legs, that inflated in a way akin to a balloon before coming to a stop in an abrupt manner.

"The crux of the problem will now become, whether that youth is still in control of his mind or did he fall in the abyss of slaughter surrounding the beasts…", he continued thinking as he moved from one creature to another. The sensation of the beast's rough yet soft skin was transmitted through his legs, and before long, he had made his way to the giant creature that Fell was standing upon.

Akainmhar's skillfully climbed on the mountain like creatures without any difficulty, and his figure turned into a streaking red arrow that ricocheted numerous time on the monstrous mountain he was climbing on. And before long, he could see Fell's large back and broad shoulder, draped with the hair that gave the impression they had been dyed in a pool of viscous blood.

"He doesn't even look like the same person…", he mumbled as he cautiously approached the youth. He contoured him as he didn't want to appear from his back, unaware if it would cause Fell to attack him in a fierce hazardous engage.

He tiptoed, as though his body wasn't even part of the same dimension as the physical matters surrounding him. His silent steps steadily took him to the front of Fell, and began approaching from the open, directly appearing in the youth's field of view. Akainmhar noticed a movement in Fell's blood colored pupil, and stopped in his track, he didn't feel any aggressive intention in the youth's eyes, but his body nonetheless came to a stop.

"Looks like your strength grew much more than I thought…", mumbled Akainmhar as he felt the p.r.i.c.kling and stinging sensation caused by Fell's watchful gaze. A few seconds pa.s.sed, and Fell broke sight from the red haired Akainmhar that slowly resumed his step toward him.

The battle heartened Akainmhar ignored the powerful pressure surrounding Fell, and only came to a stop when less than ten meters separated the two figures. "You did recognize me…", he mumbled as he knew that letting someone enter this range was either a feat of power or the recognition of an allied figure.

He couldn't sense which one of those options was the case for Fell, but didn't care as long as he could approach his body without any problem. "Are you in control?", exclaimed Akainmhar slowly and succinctly to the youth.

He saw the young man silently nod toward him, but an unsightly expression soon flashed on his face as he hadn't exactly been honest. He was in control of himself, and knew who the red haired man was, but definitely couldn't move his body away from the ma.s.s of evolving monstrosities.

Panic flashed on his youthful face as he tried moving toward the red haired man, but his muscles didn't move, as though overruled by the collective intent shared through the beast. The order to evolve even further, and to develop into an explosive biological weapon had taken hold of the physique of every creature.

"Now we can say, that you are in quite the big problem…", mumbled the red haired man as he approached Fell with steady steps. Soon, he was standing next to him, and his hand extended toward Fell's chest as he sent his perception inside of the youth's body.

Seconds pa.s.sed, as Fell didn't force Akainmhar's senses outside of his body, as he knew that the experimented man would be helpful in the odd situation he found himself in. A surprised mumbled escaped the lips of the red haired man, noticing that Fell hadn't shared any blood essence with the beasts, and that only his slaughter aura had intertwined with the creatures.

"You are even more special than I thought…", he mumbled as his hand left Fell's body. He ma.s.saged his chiseled cheeks as he fell in thought for a few seconds, before adding. "Thankfully, there is no need for any purification when it comes to your own blood essence…"

"You won't evolve, and won't develop into a monstrosity like these beasts…"

"But you soul… That's a completely different matter as I don't know the changes that might arise with this…", he continued before coming to a stop in his string of logical thought. "I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse… But the fact that your soul is linked to what is going on here makes everything even stranger."

"I'd dare to bet my flesh and bones that that wingless f.u.c.ker wasn't expecting something like this…", he didn't stop speaking as he entered a monologue with the silent Fell. He moved away from Fell's figure, and glanced at the numerous creature for an extended period of time.

Seconds pa.s.sed quietly, as they soon piled up into minutes where the beasts' strength grew to a high point. Explosive pops resounded in numerous parts of the battlefield, as many monstrosities rose to the point where they could only implode. Their evolutions could no longer be contained in their compact body, and their genomes had degenerated to the point where the only outcome for them was to turn into nutrients for the rest.

A downpour of a crimson sanguine liquid fell on the army of beasts, as numerous clouds rose with every few seconds that pa.s.sed. "The lesser beasts will still turn into nutrient…", he mumbled the unbreakable rule that entered his eyes.

With many beasts turning into streams of pure explosive blood essence, many others used that opportunity to grow to a humongous height of strength. They stood on the foundation constructed by their peers, as they faced two different outcomes. Evolving and having their genomes deprived of any logic, making them implode the second, they lost control of their strength.

Or turn into avatars of destruction that were capable of containing the corrosive strength of the blood essence, turning into stable biological weapons of war that continued grew with time.