Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1813: Azurex

Beast Heaven.

It was difficult to describe what one might feel from a God Realm. But what one could see was all too clear.

It felt like everything was saturated, painted in colors so vivid and fluorescent it approximately burned to look at... At least this was how mortals and Demi-Gods would feel looking at it.

To the Gods, though, this was nothing but the tricks of an eye not powerful enough to see the world for what it truly was. God Realm items, down to even the dirt beneath their feet, were so perfect, so whole, the world wanted you to see its masterful creation.

These things screamed and pulsed, waves of Aether constantly pushing the limits of the visual light spectrum until it was quite literally bursting at the seams.

Everything, no matter where you looked, was so close to this ideal perfection that it really did feel like staring into the maw of a Heaven.

The fact that it was a world of beasts only made it all the more imposing.

There were no buildings, no skyscrapers, no heavily altered stretches of land and existence.

There was nothing but mountains so imposing they pierced stars, oceans so deep they formed their own hells, ice caps so cold they froze time, forests so dense trees as thick as worlds formed from intertwining branches and leaves as heavy as moons.

It wasn't imagery or exaggeration for effect. Every one of these descriptions was literal in the realest sense, right down to the very mountain peak that reacted the fiercest to the sudden change in its world... a mountain of silver that pierced right through a blazing blue star.

Radiation, solar flares, and dancing sparks of light lit the world all around them. And yet the mountain stood tall, and the pierced star stood firm.

Neither wavered, as though they had struck the perfect balance with one another.

In the depths of this mountain, a flourishing society of Serpentes formed in the place they called home.

The Azurex.

The Azurex were maybe known to be the most beautiful of the God Snakes. Though, the Mesmeryx might certainly have a claim to such a thing if not for the fact they were Gold Beasts.

Even so, the Mesmeryx certainly had great difficulty stacking up to such a creature.

The Azurex often had scales of a pearly white. This made up the vast majority of their population, right down to their slit eyes of an exploding, radiant blue that looked as though it depicted the end of a nebula's life.

This feeling wasn't just faked, though. The Azurex were known for the flaming, solar-like Aether, their bodies and blood quite literally suppressing a burning inferno within themselves.

Their explosive power was almost unmatched...

And yet this was the lowest of them.

The strongest of the Azurex had blue scales mixed into their white, the absolute strongest amongst them having an even combination of the two... And a crown of horns formed by their blue scales, capped off with a pair of white horns that seemed to have every desire to pierce the clouds above themselves.

And in an act of coincidence, it was the Azurex who sensed the pulse that came from Sylas' Hibernation Realm first.

Sylas had been correct. His Hibernation Realm really was connected to an extremely powerful world. He just didn't imagine that this world wasn't even in his own Heaven. Not only was it not within his own Heaven, but the method through which it worked was extremely shocking.

The system was known as impotent for a reason, but this impotence wasn't because of its strength. It had wiped out an entire Demi-God Clan in the blink of an eye, and it even forced the Gods to follow its rules to a certain extent.

But there was a limit on how much it could encroach.

Because of that, when it did things that would certainly make powerhouses-especially Gods-angry, the best way to deal with that was to do so covertly and secretly.

While the Gods would certainly know that such a thing existed and that the system was, indeed, acting against their best interests, they would have no choice but to accept it because they didn't have an easy method of undoing what was happening.

The Hibernation Realm was the same. It wasn't the only thing of its kind skulking around the God Realm using up resources the Gods felt should be theirs and theirs alone.

In order to function, the Hibernation Realm orbited in a hard-to-fathom and scattered pattern. Because it always moved, it was never in a fixed and determinant location, so it couldn't be found.

Until now.

"Someone has overstepped." A voice echoed from a depth of unfathomable darkness. "I sense the City Defense of a Legendary City Stele."

"It's quite far away. The Skai Heaven. But it is not a Thryskai."

"That much is obvious. A Thryskai wouldn't be foolish enough to use this method."

There was a rage seeping into the voice as all of them intimately understood one thing.

The most common sort of Profession tied to their world were Beast Taming ones. It was the sort of Profession they were forced to sit by and sense, unable to do anything about it.

But this Profession in particular.

"Send them all. I want him dead."

A voice from even deeper below echoed. An Ancestral rage thrummed within it.

"Even Meikai?"

They didn't need to talk about the level cap. They could see that it was D-tier. However... for these Ancestors to know the name of a mere D-tier, one could imagine the sort of talent he was... Except for the fact that Meikai was no male Serpentes.

The voice didn't respond, and the one who asked the question shivered in terror.

This Ancestor did not like to repeat himself.

If he said All.

He meant All.

Their Serpentes Race had been humiliated too many times in the past. Any Beast Taming Profession was already a great insult to them. A Beast Taming Profession focused on Serpentes?

Any such individual deserved to be wiped from existence.