Lightning and thunder rumbled as Dao Ma began taking long deep breaths while preparing himself for the Ascension ahead ignoring Rowan.
For over a hundred thousand years he had gathered and reared hundreds of billions of creatures inside his Divine Kingdom, aided by his Divine Spark and his authority over the deep, he would make sure that nothing would reach him until he ascended.
Inside his armies were millions of Earth gods, he had sacrificed intelligence for strength but it was worth the price, he did not need intelligent subordinates, he only needed good henchmen.
His Divine Spark was fed by countless beasts of the deep, granting him access to large volumes of Essence, this was what had partly fed his quick ascension to the stage of a Major god. It was well known that he was among those with the greatest potential among the gods.
His armies, if he willed it, were endless.
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One of the Angels holding the strained Formation above happened to be at the exact spot where the clash occurred between the Creator and the horde of endless beasts.
The sound that erupted from the impact was surprisingly dull, and then a loud rumble followed by a shockwave that traveled through the horde nearly reaching the frozen Anima of Dao Ma.
The Angel became frozen in awe and many others too when he saw a massive red flower bloom. The red flower began to rise until it reached the heavens, and then it fell and scattered where it became a rain of blood.
What the Angel just witnessed was the entire blood of hundreds of millions of beasts blasted away from their shattered bodies and lifted into the air for thousands of miles before falling.
This was not just butchery on a scale beyond most mortal comprehension…. This was Art.
Eva spat, "Show off." but she did her part in making sure that the blue and green portals continued growing bigger, the green portal spitting out wind devoid of power while the blue collected all the powers in the winds.
She would be the hand inside the shadow that would quietly chip away at the foundations while Rowan could be the shining light in the open drawing all the attention.
That was the reason for her Title—The Lady of Shadows.
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Another flower bloomed and then another, and when they fell back to the earth like rain, the next blooming flower would push every blood drop back into the sky, making each flower bigger until it broke the bounds of the battlefield and poured into space, where it began to spread.
For millions of miles, blood washed the void of space where it froze like tiny red gems. These gems held sizable powers, as most of them were taken from the bodies of Earth gods, perhaps they might fall on a planet, and a lucky person or beast might acquire it, changing their destinies.
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