Odyssey of the Blind God

Chapter 221 Mutant

Too many Divine existences, Gods, and Fiends, as well as planets that were not reigned by a single existence were deemed outlawed.

Everyone could claim the planet for themselves, as long as they had the capabilities of doing so. Thus, some called such planets 'playground'.

Nobody followed any set of rules when conquering a new planet. However, there were certain things or unwritten rules everybody adhered to.

First of all, everyone was supposed to ensure that they provided the planet with adequate and balanced nourishment so as to prevent it from reaching a state of chaos caused by the creation of Hyper mana-dense areas.

There were several other things one had to pay attention to when joining the conquest of a battle, but fairness had never been included.

Everyone could do whatever they wanted to, even if that meant the destruction of the entire planet or the extinction of life on the planet.

But, of course, that was not what the Divines wanted to achieve by attempting to become the overlords of the outlawed planet….at least not usually. What would be the use of becoming the King when you had no subjects to rule, or a place to mark as your territory?

However, the existence of the Mutant Minotaur was something similar to attempting to eradicate everyone. That could be easily gauged based on the way the Minotaur fought.

Not only did it destabilize the ecosystem of every region the Minotaur would pass by, simply because the beast was way too violent and powerful for anyone to handle, but it might even annihilate every last human the moment it would find the remaining shelters.

Ordinary Mutants might not be able to achieve this, and they might not even attempt to eradicate the human race, but the black-skinned red-eyed Minotaur in front of them was certainly anything but ordinary!

'The moment the members of the Heaven's Gates and my subordinate joined the battle, the Minotaur's strength was elevated.' The Sacred Knight Leader recalled, clearly understanding that this beast had been created especially to fight against large numbers of opponents.

As long as nobody was able to kill the Minotaur in a single attack, it would survive, heal and keep fighting.

This was something everyone could comprehend the moment all of its minor injuries disappeared from its skin. Almost more than two hundred minor cuts spread all over the Minotaur's body healed in a matter of seconds.

'What the hell?! That Minotaur is way too strong…even one of the Prometheus ranks died at its hands…' Sam Anderson could only think.

He had been using his wind affinity to move the unconscious Originals through the air. Sam saved their lives without actually focusing on his wind affinity.

After two decades of training, he didn't have any problems using his wind affinity while focusing on something else.

That was why he observed the battle of the six Originals against the Minotaur. However, it was far more frightening than initially thought.

'Will we survive?' He could only ask himself quietly, feeling overwhelmed because of the Sacred Knights leader's aura that suppressed the Minotaur's bloodthirsty and heavy aura.

If not for the Sacred Knights Leader's aura, more Originals would have collapsed on the ground, and even the true powerhouses would have a hard time standing on their feet.

After all, the Minotaur's aura and presence became stronger the longer they fought…or so it looked like to Sam.

"That monster…is weird." A sudden voice echoed from behind Sam Anderson. He turned around, searching for the origin of the voice, just to see someone he didn't expect to be getting up from the ground already.

"You…you're fine?" He asked in confusion while looking at Nial. His movements were a little bit sluggish, but he could move and get up from the ground.

"Well, yes? I'm perfectly fine. I was just taken aback and lost my balance when the Minotaur suddenly released an aura."

Nial had already seen and witnessed the strength of auras from the Late Darkness God's memories.

However, he had no idea what auras actually were, how they were created, and what use they had. He only knew that Prometheus ranked existences shouldn't have their own aura yet.

At least, they were not supposed to have genuine auras at that rank.

Despite that, the Originals and the Minotaur, who were fighting each other a bit further away from Nial, clearly had auras, each of them at that.

While the bluish auras of the Heaven's Gates members were rather weak and had little to no effect on the outside world, the holy aura of the Sacred Knights was slightly different.

They purified the surroundings and dispelled impurities from the air.

That was also why the mana in that area felt much fresher and full of vigor.

Nial could clearly sense the mana around the battlefield.

But only the mana was the thing he could sense easily. The rest of it was a big chaotic mess, and extremely hard for Nial to decipher anything. However, even if it was chaotic, the mana on the battlefield was slightly stronger than everywhere else.

'The Sacred Knights Leader's aura is different from his subordinates' aura as well. Oh, wait!' The moment Nial perceived that the Sacred Knights Leader's aura was different from his underlings, he could tell that something was odd, and very familiar to him.

There were not many memories about other Divine beings in the memories the Late Darkness God had already shared with him.

However, amongst the few specific memories, there was one about a particular aura that he could clearly remember.

The aura of the God of Saints and Devils…A holy aura that was tarnished by vileness.

'So did he really incarnate?' Nial thought, not without feeling astonished.

"I guess he was either bored to death, the situation at the Summit changed drastically, or he lost his sanity," Nial mumbled, not realizing what he was saying out loud.

Sam Anderson was still glancing at Nial. Based on his observations, he could tell that Nial's restricted movements became smoother the more time passed.

'How is he adjusting so fast? Even his friend at the Prym-rank cannot handle the pressure well…' He thought while throwing a glance toward Mathias, who was about to get back to his senses.

Mathias' body twitched a few times and he was finding it hard to get up from the ground. And that disappointed him as he saw Nial who was already standing and observing the fight ahead.

"What do you think, will we survive?" Sam Anderson suddenly asked Nial. He was not sure why he would ask Nial that question.

How could someone like Nial answer his question? Despite feeling stupid for what he had just asked someone at the Origin rank, Sam Anderson kept his attention on Nial.

The young and blind Original seemed to be deep in thoughts as his lifeless milky white eyes were staring at the fight ahead.

"If the Minotaur's regeneration would truly be as powerful as it looks like, we would be dead by now. However, it doesn't fight recklessly, and now it has switched to trying to avoid sustaining major injuries. This means that its healing is not some sort of superior ability that can be used indefinitely.

Furthermore, it used the body of the Prometheus-ranked Original to block the Sacred Knights leader's holy blades, revealing that it was scared to face them directly.

The mana around it is chaotic but it is also pulled to the Minotaur. I guess it requires lots of mana to keep regenerating its body.

So, as long as they can inflict a single major injury, we will win. And as far as I'm familiar with the real persona behind the Sacred Knights leader, he is merely researching the Minotaur.

He is not actually afraid of it, but is probably just annoyed and possibly a little bit confused."

Nial was also quite confused when he finished speaking. He was not even sure what he had been saying at the end but somehow it made sense deep within his conscience.

Shrugging his shoulders, Nial didn't think about revealing more information he had learned through his [Mana Sense], including the fact that the mana-dense surrounding allowed the Minotaur to use its weird special constitution to absorb massive amounts of mana, which it could probably use to become stronger as long as it was not fighting.

Simultaneously, Nial didn't tell Sam Anderson that the Minotaur's mana kept getting stronger the more pressure it felt and the more powerful opponents the beast fought.

In the end, it was possible to infer this information just by looking at the fight and by intently observing the Minotaur's behavior, and fighting style.

The Minotaur got faster the longer the fight lasted, showing that it required a short adjustment period to cope with the amplification of its strength and the pressure of fighting five powerful Originals.

The five Originals were fully focused on their fight, and they didn't allow themselves to make even a single mistake.

After all, they knew that they would end up just like the dead member of the Sacred Knights, the moment they would reveal their weakness.

While the Minotaur required humongous amounts of mana to keep regenerating after being injured, its special condition and the mana-dense environment made everything possible for the Minotaur.

It was clearly at an advantage and knew about it.

Using its terrifying physical strength, the Minotaur forced its attackers to back off.

Even the Sacred Knights Leader was pushed back.

He was already releasing his real aura, and his Innate ability [Saintly Devil]. Contrary to others, who had yet to learn about their Innate ability, the Sacred Knights Leader knew his Innate ability better than anyone else.

After all, it was his own power that had been sealed in this body. His power was restricted because the weak human body couldn't handle the full potential of his power at the Prometheus rank.

But even then, the current strength that coursed through his body was more than enough to defeat a Prometheus ranked beast…or it should be, at the very least.

'That beast is definitely in the World destruction- class. But it shouldn't have been born and transported to Jundra a long time ago, otherwise, even this body of mine would have perished sooner.'

Grinding his teeth, the Sacred Knights leader made a promise to himself to not die at the hands of the creation of another Divine being. He had various goals in mind and needed to be the overlord of Jundra for this.

After all, Jundra was not only an extremely large planet that had yet to be fully explored by any kind of existence, but its position in the Universe was simply too great.

Almost all Divine existences had awaited the awakening of Jundra's planetary core for eons, but it had never happened. The reason for this was the planetary core's seal that required numerous times more energy to break than any other planet.

However, this was a good sign, showing that the planet was anything but ordinary.

Even if the humans living on Jundra were oblivious to the truth behind the emergence of dungeon portals, and the question of why their home had been chosen to be infiltrated by numerous monsters, the Divine beings' interest in Jundra was only obvious.

Jundra was everything but a normal planet, after all!