Chaos Evolution: Only I Was Granted 3 Wishes

"Fate, huh?" Draco's expression turned serious once he heard Fate's name.

"Yes, there are things even we don't know that you shouldn't be aware of; however, one thing I'm sure of is that it's a common enemy for both of us. What do you say? are you in?" The elder asked as he looked straight into Draco's eyes.

"If it's this expedition, then I have no problem participating; however, my battle against fate is mine alone. I hope you understand that." Draco said as he spoke as politely as he could to the elder, yet there was still a hint of a threat.

"Hahaha, Don't worry. We had no plans of participating, all we will do is help you grow faster, we old farts won't be able to help as much." He said as he turned to look at the army that was slaughtering filthy after filthy.

"Happy cooperation." The elder said with a smile as he brought his hand closer to Draco.

Draco looked at the hand and then the elder before he brought their hands together, and they waved their hands.

"Happy cooperation." Draco said so too.

The group waited for a good amount of time as no one of them was interested in fighting weakling Filthy that they could take out with a single gaze, and so the army fought for days on end to advance through the barren territory.

That was until...

"Kr, Kr, Kr, Kr, Kr!" The ground vibrated and the lava rose as a laughter of kind reverberated through the territory, stalling the army and making the elders as well as Draco wear cautious expressions.

"KRAAAAAAA!" The entity that was announcing its presence finally roared to the world as a wave of wind followed by blue lava attacked the army.

"Retreat!" The commander ordered as fast as he could, but alas, some of the soldiers weren't fast enough to escape an Origin Emperor's roar as they had parts of their bodies completely melted through, and the blue lava then went on to spread all over their bodies, not giving them a chance at survival.

"So this is an Origin-Level skill, huh?" Draco said as he looked at the aftermath of the roar.

"Indeed. Get ready; an Origin Emperor is always followed by Kings of Essence." The elder said this as he and the others started floating.

"Very well." And Draco started floating.

The army was going backwards, and the elders, Draco, and the commander went forward.

Their destination? The core of the territory;

The roar was nothing but an invitation.

A burning one.

Unlike the outer part, this place was full of volcanoes all around, the sky was dark, and the ground was full of obsidian and pools of blue lava all around. If one was not careful, they could easily be drowned by a sudden erosion of an origin law.

It didn't take the group even a minute before they appeared in the very center of the territory.

Hundreds of Kings of Essence were slumbering, while in the middle, Filthy, with 4 horns and dripping with blue lava, had a wide smile.

"Kr, Kr, Kr, Kr." Laughter and amusement could be felt from the entity as Draco found himself smiling while looking at him.

The second the group appeared, the slumbering Kings woke up as their bodies cracked, and the blue obsidian making their bodies fell to the ground for the disgusting blue lava veins swimming all over their bodies to appear.

"Draco, you and the commander take care of the Kings of Essence before joining us." The elder said as the commander floating a little beyond the elders had already taken out his large sword.

Draco looked at him and then at the elder before he nodded.

"Very well." he said as he quickly moved slightly closer to the commander.

"Before they attack, we will bombard them with attacks." The commander spoke calmly without looking at Draco.

Draco hearing this only floated a bit as he prepared to use his [Chaos Overload] skill... just more advanced.

"[Chaos Barrage]!" Space twisted and cracked as small portals were formed behind Draco, emitting an oppressive aura that made the commander look at Draco beyond his will.

Out of the small abyssal swirling portals, droves of spear similar to the ones Draco launched with his [Chaos Overload] appeared slowly, as Draco didn't even have to take aim before...

*Fwish* *Fwish* *Fwish*

*BrrrrBOOOM*

The area all around the Origin Emperor was bombarded with chaotic space, as the King of Essences didn't even have a chance to move before they were erased from existence.

Draco already had experience taking on Kings of Essence, and he knew everything about them, no matter how strong they were or who was around them, he could always one shot them.

The elders turned to look at Draco in surprise, not understanding just what happened, as it wasn't meant to be like this.

The Filthy above the Trascendenty level didn't die this easily, so how?

Simple. Draco already knew what made them so special, and knowing that their lives and deaths were most probably connected to the Origin Emperor, he completely cut that with nothing but miniature [Chaos Origins].

Draco then reappeared next to the elder.

"Can we take on that Origin Empero now, elder?" with absolute calmness, he asked.

The elder, not knowing what to say, sighed as he looked at the commander, who was standing in his place, wearing a slight smile on his face while looking at Draco. Unbeknownst to others, the elder's face took on a pleading expression not befitting a representative of the deer clan, as if he were apologizing to the commander.

The commander nodded at the elder and turned to look at the Origin Emperor, who was fuming with anger, looking at the dead bodies of his subordinates.

"KRAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" He roared once again as the entire realm, with all of its volcanoes, eroded with the small and big pools and exploded into the sky.

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