Chapter 150

Chapter 150: Wanting My Body! Despicable!

The defeat of the fourteenth seat of the Chaos Council was a massive event!

It was even bigger than the reversal of the "Bubble World" Valaharl.

After all, Ralekin held the Fourteenth Seat, only two seats away from the "core councilor" position; his fall was deeply humiliating for chaos.

Combined with the fall of the "Bubble World" Valaharl, the situation became monumental.

One could say the Chaos Council had its left cheek slapped by a certain "Giant God," then its right cheek got smacked too.

This utter disrespect was like a direct insult to their face, and losing a fully occupied "Bubble World" dealt the Chaos Council a tangible blow.

The Fantasy Tree of Subspace paused its growth, even shrinking slightly.

Such a major incident naturally drew attention.

Investigators were dispatched.

However, this investigator’s initial task wasn’t to probe Ralekin’s death but to retrieve the disgraceful, embarrassing council member for questioning by the Chaos Council.

But just as he emerged from within the "Fantasy Tree of Subspace," he witnessed a horrifying scene.

"Boom—!"

"Splash—!"

A colossal creature burst straight from the "Sea of Ether," its short limbs pressed tight against its body, forming a perfect streamlined shape.

"Splashing…!"

Etheric liquid cascaded around it like a massive waterfall, kicking up countless "etheric droplets" in the "Sea of Ether"!

Radiating sun-like intensity and terrifying momentum, it surged upward.

Meanwhile, Ralekin plummeted as if diving into its embrace!

But what greeted him was a gaping maw, an abyss-like throat, and rows of gleaming, needle-sharp teeth!

Then…

"No—!"

"Roar—!"

The chaos deity’s scream echoed!

"Thud!"

The enormous monster, the "Giant God," crashed back onto the "Sea of Ether," churning up another huge splash.

The surface calmed once more.

"How audacious!"

"Ether Dragon!"

This investigator sent to "persuade" Ralekin was no pushover either. He was the fifteenth seat of the Chaos Council, Elioerg, famed as the "Serpent Handler."

Though only seat fifteen, his divine physique and magic power far surpassed the fallen Ralekin’s!

Among chaos, he was widely acknowledged to wield "core councilor"-level strength.

He was considered a candidate for "core councilor."

Possessing great power yet unable to attain a status matching his strength, Elioerg naturally felt deeply dissatisfied.

However, the core "twelve councilors" refused to let his discontent turn into action.

Though they wouldn’t openly start a civil war in chaos for the greater good, they wielded endless dirty tricks called "politics."

To preserve their power, they suppressed Elioerg by all means short of war; even promoting Ralekin above him to humiliate this councilor whose raw strength rivaled theirs!

This series of moves was reasonable and lawful—Elioerg couldn’t find a single flaw.

Left with no choice, Elioerg directed his fury at the "weaker" Ralekin blocking his path.

He had tried countless times to kill Ralekin, but the "twelve Powerful Beings" always saved him.

Now…

Had his greatest wish finally come true?

Elioerg watched Ralekin’s despairing gaze and heard his soul’s cry for help—yet felt no joy within.

He simply observed silently, then studied the mighty "Ether Dragon" leaping suddenly from the "Sea of Ether."

“Hmph…”

“Fool, stealing my prey!”

“Perhaps it’s time to teach you a lesson!”

After confirming Ralekin had been dragged into the "Sea of Ether" and utterly destroyed, Elioerg readied his Divine Body—nearly as powerful as the "Ether Dragon"—and prepared to dive in.

“Ether Dragon!”

“I see you are a being of immense power!”

“Not far weaker than those twelve scoundrels!”

“I’ve also heard you are battle-hardened warriors risen from hell!”

“I’ve heard bathing in your dragon blood and feasting on your flesh grants the power of the Ether Dragon!”

“Very well!”

“Today, we wager our Divine Bodies!”

“To determine supremacy and life or death!”

“The winner takes all! The loser becomes food!”

“Dragon-slaying, blood-bathing…”

But just as Elioerg prepared to leap…

“My, isn’t this Lord Elioerg?”

“Your majesty has truly shaken me.”

A devastatingly beautiful voice echoed in his ears.

Elioerg instantly knew who had come.

“Gimmerly, is that you?!”

"Hehe, whenever you show up, nothing good ever happens!"

As a "martial faction" member and ambitious "rising star," Elioerg deeply despised Gimmerly, another "core councilor" who remained content in her low position.

He particularly loathed the bewitching aura surrounding her.

It wasn’t that he disliked allure itself, but that he often found himself inexplicably captivated by such charm, only realizing much later.

This left him feeling humiliated, as if played like a fiddle!

Sure enough…

That voice which made his soul shudder once again brushed against his consciousness.

"Oh my, what nonsense are you saying?"

"How rude!"

"But honestly, I really don’t bring good news this time."

Hearing this, Elioerg flew into a rage.

"You wretch! Are you mocking me?!"

"You…"

Just as Elioerg turned to teach Gimmerly a lesson,

"Lord Elioerg, I am the envoy of the Chaos Council’s twelve-member Core Council. I’m here to prevent your potential irrational actions and escort you back!"

Suddenly, Gimmerly’s tone shifted from nation-toppling enchantment to something powerful and commanding.

Like a stern superior during work hours.

"Eh?"

Elioerg froze, clearly unaccustomed to this shift.

Gimmerly seized his momentary confusion.

Pressing her advantage, she spoke with urgent seriousness: "Lord Elioerg, believe me, prey far worthier than that ‘Ether Dragon’ has emerged."

"One of Chaos’s primary planes, the Fifth Layer ‘Wrath Ring,’ faces assault from Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons!"

"Core councilors cannot aid the ‘Fifth Layer’ while engaged on their own battlefields."

"The Chaos Council summons your strength."

"Only you—whose power and magic rival the twelve core councilors—can achieve the glory of slaying Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons!"

Elioerg remained silent briefly.

"Boom——!"

He angrily heaved his massive frame toward the petite Gimmerly.

"Foolish woman!"

"You think flattery will fool me?!"

"Those clumsy Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons—all brawn and no substance—aren’t worth my effort!"

"Speak plainly if you seek death!"

However, under Elioerg’s pressure, Gimmerly did not back down.

“Lord Elioerg.”

“The Star-Eater Plutonium Dragon attacking the Fifth Layer is no ordinary foe!”

“She is one of the ‘Three Kings’ of the Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons, Ye’s Foolish Act!”

Ye’s Foolish Act was among the mightiest and longest-lived Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons, with countless Chaos Demon Gods having fallen before her.

Even core councilors were rumored to have suffered defeat at her claws.

But those were legends from long ago.

Ye’s Foolish Act had lain dormant for ages.

Yet recently, her mate was slain by the Chaos Demon God for "gnawing on the Fantasy Tree," reigniting her hatred toward chaos.

“The head and limbs of the Star-Eater Plutonium Dragon King would surely make splendid trophies for you.”

…

This time, Elioerg was intrigued.

“Very well!”

“Woman!”

“You’ve convinced me.”

“But should I discover you’re deceiving me!”

“Hmph… hmph…”

“You know the consequences!”

“Boom—— Boom—— Boom——!”

After warning Gimmerly, Elioerg clambered along the branches of the Fantasy Tree of Subspace, slowly crawling away before vanishing into Subspace.

“Whew… that terrified me.”

“That brute!”

“Perish together with that foolish woman ‘Ye’s Foolish Act’ for all I care!”

“As for me…”

“Delivering this warning is dangerous and thankless, but…”

She gazed toward the surface of the Sea of Ether.

“Splash…”

“Splash…”

“Splash…”

Three splashes rose as three “cat-eared” fleshy fins broke the surface.

They belonged to the blood octopus Outer God.

“Here! Here!”

“We got the Great Ferocious Fish’s treasures! Stole them!”

“Though it looks less like a fish fish now! Not fishy at all!”

Watching the blood octopus Outer God swim toward her, dragging the “cargo,” Gimmerly narrowed her eyes, curiosity flashing in her beautiful pupils.

“Fascinating.”

“While Ether Dragons grow stronger, their forms change diversely—yet always retain a fundamental shape.”

“But you?”

“Never cease changing, never rest!”

“Perhaps unraveling your secret will allow me to…”

“The mysteries within your body enthrall me—I long to see what ‘great treasure’ fuels your endless growth.”

“Heh heh heh…”

A sly chuckle echoed through the void.

“Well now, as bargained, I’ve lured that nuisance away.”

“Prime time to claim all credit.”

“The rest relies on you~”

“Veteran core councilor Mr. Momo, and newly promoted core councilor Mr. Abraham.”

“Rumor has it you two acquired tools from the forger of the ‘World Nails’ capable of breaching Crystal Walls.”

“Surely two councilors won’t lose to one adversary!?”

As Gimmerly’s voice faded…

“Boom——!”

The Sea of Ether seethed violently, as if a colossal “dragon” stirred within the etheric liquid.

And in the void…

“Buzz——!”

The furious beating of wings thundered!