Chaos Evolution: Only I Was Granted 3 Wishes

"YOU FILTHY MORTALS!" The voice reverberated once again as the dark skies split right in the middle as an abyssal fog concentrated right where Draco and the group were.

The commander was now nowhere to be seen, as the fog had already consumed him, but the elders didn't look worried.

Draco himself wasn't concerned about the commander, but more confused at why the voice... sounded so sad, so wronged.

More than angry at their deeds, it seemed hurt.

But just who was it that was speaking?

"It seems that this one was quite close to the prison, huh?" the snakeman said while snorting his nostrils in amusement.

"From its voice, this much is obvious." the spider said as her serious expression changed to that of mockery.

"It's none of our business; make sure every one of us leaves safely." The elder, who was still serious, commanded the two, who had faces full of mockery, to shut up once and for all.

Draco didn't care about their interaction, as once he heard that it was the prisoner who was talking, many theories were running through his mind.

'So the prison is a conscious entity, huh?' he thought.

'Does the same thing apply to Portalia?' His mind returned to his first world.

'This world is getting more interesting by the second.' he smiled, not caring one bit if this realm was hurt, crying, or dying.

"Get ready, it's coming!" suddenly and out of nowhere, the commander's voice wanted the lot as their serious expression returned.

"Everybody! use your strongest offensive skills." The elder suddenly said as he once again took his stance, his eyes turning blazing white but not closed.

The snakeman looked up, the tiger man clacked his hands, the cowwoman puffed her chest, the spiderwoman swayed her waste, the bullman caught his horns with his hands, the horseman flared his nostrils, and the lionman looked up with both of his hand crossed together.

Draco, however, just shook his head.

"DIE!" The realm screamed once again as, out of the clouds, a dark hand formed and directly attacked the group and their milk barrier.

Draco looked at this and then at the elders, as the pressure from the hand was no joke for any of them.

"We have only one chase. ATTACK!" and with that command... The elders moved.

"[Milk Haven]!"

"[Silk Paradise]!"

"[Poisonus Hell]!"

"[Rule of the Jungle]!"

"[King's Roar]!"

"[Bull's Might]!"

"[Horse Power]!"

"[Ascendant Judgement]!"

One after another, the elders launched their strongest skills at the rapidly approaching hand, aiming for their deaths.

"[Chaos Overseer]!" and Draco is still as calm as ever, calling on his ever-dependable, chaotic entity.

As the roars and manifestations of various mythical beasts faced the death sentence of an entire realm,.

Two particular skills were different from the rest.

The first of them was nothing but another white palm, half as large as the hand of the prison, and the other? It was bone-curddling, eye-like entity that was huge enough to put a scare on the experienced and wise hearts of the elders.

The eye gazed at its maker, then at the hand and one time a scoff appeared on its ball like shape.

Its eyelids slid down slightly and the air around the realm stalled and time almost stopped as the elders looked at the eye and then then at Draco, not understanding what the heck was happenbing.

This shouldn't be something a King of Essence should be capable of doing.

'What is his affinity?' The elder had a sudden thought, as up until now they've never put any mind on it as they believed in the supremacy of their bloodlines and cared not for something like an affinity.

The elder looked into the eye, but he couldn't figure out Draco's affinity.

The dark hand of the realm descended, and the counterattacks ascended, only for them to meet in the middle for the grand showdown that would decide the life and death of everybody below the pearl barrier.

*Bzzt* *Bzzt* *BOOOOOM*

The dark hand stopped in the middle as it met the first round of attacks, and after only slowing down a little, it destroyed them and continued, leaving only two more obstructions.

"Don't stop attacking, now that Draco used his skill, we have a chance to use our skills more than once." The bull spoke as he once again looked up.

The black hand was still coming down rapidly, but somehow it was much slowed down after Draco used his OIverseer.

The hand met with the elder's, and both of them stopped in the middle as a great confrontation between the black hand that was a quarter as small and the white hand that was sent from the elder but met.

"PUSH!" The elder shouted as he seemed still in control over his hand, pushing one more time, which allowed him to raise the realm's hand slightly above, but this was all he could do.

"LAUGHABLE!"

*CRACK*

The elder was forced to his knees against his will as the realm's hand pûshed down stronger, almost splintering the elder's into a thousand fragments.

The cracked white hand was still holding up as the other elders used this chance to attack once more and with their combined attacks...

*Crack* *Crack* *BOOOM*

The elder's white hand cracked and disintegrated as blood came out of his mouth slightly.

The other's attacks were useful but just enough to have the realm's hand attack with a tenth of its original size.

And that's when Draco's Overseer came to the rescue.

Its massive black abomination-like wings unfolded fully as it launched itself just below the hand protecting the group below it.

Draco looked at it without moving and smiled.

"Mission Complete!" he muttered under his breath as an abyssal ball of sorts concentrated at the eye's pupils and it swirled around until it reached an atom's size

*Vzzzzz* *VRAAAAAAAAA*

The beam shot from the Overseer as it got bigger and bigger until it was wide enough to engulf the entire eye when it reached it.

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