Odyssey of the Blind God



Nial breathed heavily. His milky-white, lifeless eyes stared unfocused at the unmoving body in front of him.

He sighed deeply, twisted the Eternal Darkness Spear blade inside the Advocate's body, and pulled it out.

"I should devour her to make sure that she won't be able to resurrect, or play some dirty tricks," Nial mumbled to himself.

He knew that some Advocates played Damian dirty during the First Great War. Nial didn't want to repeat his master's mistakes so he utilized his Cursed Divine Ability.

He took a step closer to the Advocate of the Pryard's body, ready to devour her when he froze in his tracks.

Nial vanished from the spot and he reappeared more than a thousand meters away from her location.

Not even a second later it happened. The Advocate of the Pryard's body burst open. 

Silver streams of energy shot out of her burst-open body. The pressure radiating from them was terrifying. It was strong enough to destroy the crumbling divine realm and remove the restriction that had been put on it.

Nial could use his reinforced dark energy once again.

However, that didn't make a big difference, not anymore. The Advocate was already dead and the only issue left behind was those silver streams.

Nial was not too sure what these silver streams were but he had an idea.

'Their power possess a thread of their consciousness? Well, that's pretty good! Come on, be an idiot!'

Nial maintained a poker face while approaching the silver streams. Now that he was able to use his dark energy once again, he could release his Mana Perpcetion and Mana Sense to the Peak.

It felt great to be able to visualize everything once again.

Unfortunately, there was not exactly much for him to perceive. The divine realm of the Goddess of the Divine Eye had been demolished. It would collapse soon, leaving nothing behind.

Nial didn't really care about the divine realm but he knew that he had to leave soon. Thus, he accessed his spatial rings to look for a particular runic armament while continuing to approach the silver thread.

[Dark Successor…it is not over yet!] 

A husky voice resounded through the collapsing divine realm all of a sudden.

Nial had expected this but he feigned ignorance.

"W-Who are you?! I killed the Advocate. That cannot be…" He half-mumbled, half-shouted in shock.

His acting was impeccable, and he didn't think that the consciousness in the silver streams would be able to pin down that he was playing it.

[You might have eliminated this puny insect of mine, but you will never be able to face me!]

"No way…but who are you?..." Nial asked, his voice overflowing with shock.

[I am merely a shard of the Great Pryard da Nurian.]

[It doesn't matter whether you understand what that means or not. Fact is, that we will be coming for you. Our plan might have failed because the Advocates were too incompetent to scheme against you, Dark Successor, but the Universes are vast and time is insignificant.

The Universe might even forget you even before we arrive. However, that will be fine. I am fine by just eradicating your bloodline. Whether you are a Creatoran, Origin Human, or the Heir of the Universe himself, I don't care. Wait for me, and enjoy the presents that will await you.

More Advocates will make sure that you won't ever be bored.]

[Now…fuck off and don't annoy me!]

Nial furrowed his eyebrows listening to the Great Pryard Da Nurian, or whatever his actual name was, and he couldn't help but feel bothered.

'Why is that idiot so talkative?'

Nial considered the Pryard extremely powerful and intelligent before. The Advocate of the Pryard whom he fought and defeated just now was actually quite tricky to deal with.

The Divine Eye Goddess was not overly powerful but her accumulated strength, her scheming, and everything else was enough reason to nearly defeat him.

She entrapped him one time after another, and it was only because of a gross mistake that the Advocate died at his hands. If she hadn't pulled him into the Witness State, she would probably be on the winning side.

After all, he awoke his Soul Space thanks to her. He got to know Goldy and Psy thanks to her…and he learned about his eyes more than anyone else.

[We will come again, and I will devour everything!]

With that being said, the silver streams disappeared. 

Nial's expression distorted a little but he gave it a shrug.

*Click*

The sound of a shutter resounded in his ears and a faint smile appeared on Nial's face.

He held a small tennis ball-sized object in his hand. Pressing on one of the buttons of the ball, a holographic screen appeared in front of Nial.

He couldn't see it but the silver streams were shown on the holographic screen.

A second or two after the holographic screen opened, the husky voice of the Great Pryard Da Nurian rang out from the speakers.

[Dark Successor…it is not over yet!] 

"W-Who are you?! I killed the Advocate. That cannot be…"

[You might have eliminated this puny insect of mine, but you will never be able to face me!]

"No way…but who are you?..." Nial asked, his voice overflowing with shock.

[I am merely a shard of the Great Pryard da Nurian.]

[It doesn't matter whether you understand what that means or not. Fact is….]

It was a recording!!

Nial recorded what the silver streams had said.

'It's finally over…' He thought inwardly, knowing deep down that the recording was more than enough to show that Nial and even Damian merely intended to obliterate the Advocates, to make sure that the Universe would be safe and sound.

Nial was pretty sure that they wouldn't be hailed heroes or anything like that.

However, that didn't matter. He didn't care about that.

He only knew that the recording would bring the truth to light and that it would probably be enough to end the Great War.

Maybe the Great War was already over?

**

The Second Great War ended all of a sudden. Some were oblivious to the truth but the leader knew that the Dark Successor killed the Divine Eye Goddess before handing the other Divine Gods, Primordials, and Ancients a certain recording.

Afterward, the Second Great War ended immediately.

Many were dissatisfied with this decision but nobody cared about their complaints. They could fight for themself if they wanted to get beaten into a pulp.

Nial's Army of Devils and the billions of powerhouses from the four Gigalorian Galaxies were ready to beat everyone into a pulp.

The four Gigalorian Galaxies had been strong enough to expand their territory into different Universes. What problem would the youngest Universe do to them?

They helped Nial Orin, the Dark Successor, nothing more or less…and they were willing to keep supporting him even if he wished to take the whole Universe and make it his.

Of course, Nial never desired something like that.

All he wanted was peace and to live a happy life.

**

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