A wave of invisible energy, tore through the city grounds like a giant moving plough.
Bang!
Buildings collapsed, the earth was unearthed, and Dreggs were blown away, carried in the giant telekinetic storm.
The destruction was so apparent that the whole place trembled with the attack released.
Rarwrrrrrrr!
Countless Dreggs roared while being held in the air as their limbs twitched. Obviously trying to break free.
Snap!
The sound of a fingersnap was swallowed within the noise created in the chaos. But the effect it created wasn't.
Blood stained the destroyed floors and scattered debris as dozens of Dreggs had major parts of their bodies explode into blood mist.
Plop. Plop. Plop.
Droplets of corrupted blood poured fell without end, pouring out of the corpses of the Dreggs.
As whatever was left of their corpses fell, Their blackened eyes regained their original color. An observation that was well noted, however, mattered little to those who were already dead.
'That confirms that it's all of them'.
Amari thought to himself as more of Dreggs rushed towards him without regard for the level of power he had just displayed.
The creatures rushed towards him in hordes like ravenous beings seeking nothing but to tear him apart, limb from limb.
Seeing them appear in dozens, Amari felt slightly astonished at their numbers.
They weren't dead. Sure, that was acceptable. But how and why were so many of them still alive?
The planet experienced a planetary blast, rupturing from the inside. The destruction of a planet was something that powerful beings could survive..... But Urgrund wasn't a regular planet.
A vast mental force spread throughout the area as Amari had his telepathy drill into their minds in an attempt discover just what had happened to these creatures.
That was his intent.
The result, however, left him quite fascinated.
A nearby Dregg rushing over with full speed was invaded by Amari's mental force. However, its actions didn't stop in the slightest as it continued to attack.
Nothing?
Amari was surprised.
With a thought, time seemed to come to a standstill and the movements of the rushing Dreggs slowed down infinitely.
This wasn't time stoppage or the slowing down of time itself. Instead, Amari had sped up his perception of time to an extremely high degree.
With their figures still, the telepathy continued to invade without hesitation.
Part of his consciousness soon appeared in a dark plane that seemed to stretch for miles.
However, although it was dark, it wasn't empty in the slightest. With his consciousness in place, the first thing that came to his sight was several floating glyphs made of fiery yellow energy.
The glyphs, however, looked fractured or better put, weren't complete. Looking exactly the same, each one occupied a certain area of this dark space within the Dreggs mind.
These identical glyphs gave off a vile, sinister aura, projecting an emotion humans knew all too well.
Despair...
'These are.....'.
As if sensing his presence, the floating glyphs shook. The intensity of despair they exuded increased drastically, as if conveying their displeasure with his presence here.
Amari frowned.
These glyphs..... Were alive.
Observing the floating symbols, a flash of orange light came from above, prompting Amari to raise his head up.
And there it was.
A large orange mark embedded throughout the area above him, splitting the darkness in two like a wide crack in the Grand canyons.
The wide crack exuded an aura of pure, primal energy, constantly flooding the mental landscape with unfiltered power.
This power was also spread throughout the rest of the body itself.
A Source Mark.
A mark transcending dimensions that was connected to the source itself.
At that moment, Amari understood why his mental power had failed.
Mind control wouldn't work on these creatures. Simply because they had no minds anymore.
They had no thoughts of their own, and whatever ray of consciousness they had left wasn't theirs to control anymore. Their basic will had been destroyed, and all that was left was the impulse to attack any living thing that wasn't one of them.
As for the source mark?
It didn't have much to do with their current situation. Only serving to power what did.
Just then, a giant glyph suddenly shot towards him with rapid speed, wanting to integrate into this new arrival.
With an eyebrow raised, Amari watched as the glyph arrived in the blink of an eye.
Bang!
Unfortunately, its actions were unsuccessful as a translucent wall of mental energy revolved around Amari's figure, shielding him from the symbol.
'Hmmm. This is interesting'. Seeing this, Amari tilted his head with a look of contemplation.
The Glyph rebounded from the shield, yet attacked once again with no delay.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
With his hands by his sides, he watched as the floating symbol tried again and again to break through, ultimately failing in its endeavors.
'It wants to possess me. Like it did the old Gods during their final moments'.
Bang!
With another unsuccessful possession, the glyph didn't rush forward again this time, but floated back to its original spot in the air. Following which, the space trembled as the floating symbols all expelled a wave of energy in his direction.
Their actions clearly expressed their intentions, which Amari easily summed up in two words.
Get Out!
Watching the wave of energy coming towards him, Amari's figure disappeared from the mental space just as the energy wave rushed over.
Coming back to the real world, his perception of time returned to normal as the Mindless Gods rushed forward in their numbers.
"Interesting...".
He raised his hand and uttered.
"But I've had enough. So….". His words stopped the next moment.
To Amari's surprise, he saw the rushing Dreggs suddenly come to a halt before his eyes. Their once pitch-black eyes glowed with a touch of white and an expression of struggle emerged on their numerous faces.
"Go!" It happened then. The Dregg closest to Amari that froze up had its twisted expression straighten up and suddenly opened its mouth and released words in human language.
This development took him by surprise.
However, the Dregg didn't let him speak and continued.
"This is not the place for you to be. Leave now while you still can".
Amari's eyebrows narrowed with realization.
"Let me guess, you should be the one that's been spying on me".
If it could, the Dregg would probably frown.
"... I can't hold them back for long".
Amari nodded indifferently while looking at the struggling Mindless Gods.
"I can see that. But then again, why should I listen to you?"
There was a moment of silence.
"... Because I am the God of this domain. I..... Am…. Arzaz.....".
'Oh!' Amari was slightly surprised.
"You're the Old God of Order".
"..... Correct. And right now, you are in danger".
Rawrrrrrr!
A small shriek resounded from a nearby Dregg. The white eyes began to show signs of darkening ad the pitch-black color began to spread slowly.
"Thanks, but I can take care of myself".
"No you cannot!" His voice was booming, filled with a form of ancient majesty.
"There is a great evil here you do not understand. It has sensed your presence, and it seeks your soul. If you continue, it will stretch out to devour you whole. Even the might of the Gods are vulnerable before it. Just like us, you will be trapped here for eternity, with no way of escape".
Rawrrrrrr.
'I've lost control of one.....'.
The previously struggling Dregg had its eyes return to pitch black. Following which, it leaped down from a tall building, with its outstretched hands, grabbing towards Amari.
With a single thought, the attacking Dregg was blown to bits.
Amari didn't even turn his head.
"You mean the glyphs? They already tried".
"Do not underestimate this power. During the destruction of my world, my people fell to it. Their original abilities increased tenfold. These creatures are nothing more than mere citizens. Those who lie deeper are more powerful than you think".
"I know". He replied.
"I can sense their presence". As his words fell, his eyes inadvertently drifted to the large castle behind the army of Dreggs.
There..... He could feel several powerful auras approaching this area. The energy signatures radiating off them were frighteningly high.
And unlike the ones before him, these guys were the true old Gods. Beings who once stood at the top of the universe with access to a true ideal that made up their Godhead.
But that was then. Now, they weren't even in their right minds, and that alone made them all the more terrifying. Stronger than before, their bodies were flooded with source energy which now powered something vile and sinister that kept them within their current state.
Something Darkseid had enslaved thousands of worlds in search of.
".... Then go!"
Arzaz said in an imposing voice.
"I have seen your power. But you cannot hope to match theirs". Each God's ideal granted them powerful abilities allowing them to travel through space and time itself.
Strength capable of destroying planets with ease, agility approaching the speed of light, and the altering of reality were well within their skill sets.
This was what truly defined them as Gods.
Arzaz had seen Amari reconstruct Apokolips, but that was far from enough for what he was about to face.
"Hehehehe.....". Hearing this, a chuckle escaped his lips.
Amari didn't know what to say at the feeling of being underestimated.
"Sorry to say.... But I'm not leaving".
Deep within the large palace at the center of the ruined city. An old man sat leaning back on a majestic throne made of Nth Metal. His eyes gave off a dazzling while glow and exuded waves of energy that shook the surrounding space.
His body was clothed in ancient robes, and waves of pure white power of order flooded out of his being.
This old man..... Was Arzaz. The Former God Of Order.
Alongside "The Nameless One" and Olgrun, he was the Chief God and ruler of the Gods of Norse Mythology.
However, his majestic temperament didn't match his physical condition in the slightest.
His skin was pale white and dark lines stretched across his body, stopping at the base of his neck area.
At this moment, the face of the old God couldn't help but darken significantly. Not because he couldn't resist the erosion any longer but due to the nonchalant words of the newcomer.
'This ungrateful brat!'
The old God thought with gritted teeth.
Although known as a benevolent god, this type of Insolence wouldn't go unpunished during the days of Urgrund's reign.
But that was a thing of the past.
After resisting this evil force for almost a million years, his power was far from what it once was. If this boy hadn't arrived today, he would have run out of Divine power to resist the erosion eventually.
At most, a few more years.
But now, he was exhausting his power to keep the Dreggs at bay and communicate with this..... Entity to leave the Necropolis.
As for why he labelled Amari as an entity... Arzaz wasn't a fool. Despite looking like it, this boy was no human. Neither was he an alien of any race he had ever seen.
Of course, times had changed. The universe would not remain at the same state it was when their world was destroyed. Perhaps new life had grown on distant planets with powerful races strong enough to rival Gods.
But that was highly unlikely. And the energy signature this being gave off was not one of an alien. More of a God similar to his kind. But at the same time, he strangely was not.
Not a God, nor Demon, nor an alien.
Amari was automatically labelled as an entity.
But that wasn't the point.
Arzaz was a God of order. As such, the last thing he wanted was for this power to fall into the hands of one capable of causing great destruction.
For several reasons, The Old Gods, mindless or not, were unable to leave this underground Labyrinth. And the evil force had remained trapped here with them ever since.
Now..... That was going to change.
A new soul had arrived in their world. One that didn't have the same universal constraints they bore, preventing them from leaving this hellhole.
As long as Amari remained within the Necropolis, he would be the target of the Dreggs. And once he was captured by the other old Gods who had lost their minds ages ago, the evil would infect him as well, ad use his body to escape the ruins of Urgrund.
Once that happened, it meant possible destruction for the Multiverse as it was.
Arzaz would never allow this to happen.
"Your actions will lead to your doom and will bring ruin to the Multiverse as it is".
"Oh? Thank goodness. I almost cared". Amari replied apathetically.
".....". The God Of Order seethed with fury. If he were at full strength, he would destroy this bastard right where he stood and out an end to the danger ahead.
Outside, Amari looked at the white-eyed Dregg and uttered.
"Like I said. I'm not leaving. Not until I obtain what I came here for".
"You are about to be destroyed, and your mind is still clouded with obtaining the weapons of the old Gods?" His voice boomed with rage.
The multiverse and everything beyond was at stake, all because of this guy's greed for their divine weapons?
"Hold on. I think you're mistaken. Your weapons aren't what I'm here for".
A smile appeared on his face.
"Why would I care about your artifacts when in this very city lies a fragment of the Anti-Life Equation?"
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