Chapter 690: The World Will Finally Moves
Five powerful auras tore away from the battlefield outside Vornak Planet.
Dahlia, Arden, Mersha, Valtor, and Seira each chose a different planet within Vornak World, and this time, none of them bothered holding back.
The first to arrive was Dahlia.
She descended above a blue-gray planet covered in violent oceans and storm belts. The moment her feet touched the sky, black-silver disaster energy spread behind her like wings.
Her calm eyes looked down at the planet below.
"Hahaha! Wake up, my disaster dragons. Spread your wings, devour the sky, drown the land, freeze the world, and let all beings remember that every catastrophe belongs to me!"
BOOOOM!
Dahlia’s body transformed into a beautiful silver-black disaster dragon humanoid. Around her, tsunami, frozen storm, thunder, and demonic calamity twisted into living dragon shadows.
The entire planet reacted instantly.
Oceans rose.
Storms screamed.
The Vornak warriors below looked up in horror as disasters that should have belonged to the world itself started obeying her instead.
On another planet, Arden landed in the middle of a barren stone wasteland.
He adjusted his sleeves awkwardly, then looked around with bright green eyes. "This place is... really ugly."
A second later, he raised both hands.
"Come, my little darlings. Let every root become my veins, every flower become my eyes, and every leaf become my will. Let this world bloom into the paradise of my creation."
Green light exploded outward.
RUMBLE!
Roots pierced through stone. Flowers bloomed from dead ground. Giant plant beasts crawled out from the earth, while thorn armor formed around Arden’s body.
The planet’s harsh terrain immediately began changing, and the local Vornak warriors stared in disbelief as their battlefield became someone else’s garden.
Mersha arrived on a dark poisonous planet filled with black swamps and toxic fog.
Her eyes sparkled. "Oh my. This place is beautiful."
She pulled out several bottles and laughed softly.
"Everything has a formula. Everything has a reaction. On my table, all of you are ingredients, all of you are subjects, and all of you will become part of my greatest experiment!"
Colorful mist erupted.
PSSSSHHH!
The entire atmosphere began changing into potions, poisons, supplements, acids, and strange experimental gases.
Vornak warriors coughed, staggered, laughed uncontrollably, then screamed as their bodies reacted to things even Mersha probably had not fully tested yet.
Far away, Seira descended onto a red volcanic planet.
She looked at the burning land with cold disgust.
"Silence. Kneel. Let the heat perish, let motion freeze, and let this world remember the one who sits above all life upon the eternal frozen throne."
Frost spread across space.
CRACKLE!
The volcanic world turned white.
Lava froze mid-eruption. Fire died without a sound, and an icy throne appeared behind Seira as the entire planet became her [Frozen Throne Domain].
On the last planet, Valtor dropped into the middle of a battlefield and laughed like a maniac.
"Come on! Hate me, fear me, fight me, burn for me! Let the world become my furnace, let battle become my feast, and let every scream feed the flames of my playground!"
FWOOM!
The planet suddenly turned into a giant blazing furnace.
The sky burned red, the ground cracked with molten lines, and waves of mad flame rolled across the battlefield like a living sea of fire.
Every Vornak warrior inside the domain felt their fighting spirit ignite against their will.
Their anger rose.
Their blood heated.
Their desire to charge forward and smash Valtor apart became almost impossible to suppress.
Valtor stood in the middle of it all, his flames wrapping around him like a war king’s cloak.
His eyes burned with madness as he spread both arms and waited for them to come. "Hahaha! That’s it!"
His voice rolled across the burning world. "Come on, you tough bastards. Feed my furnace!"
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Feron looked into the distance and let out a low laugh.
Even from this far away, he could clearly sense the chaos spreading across the nearby planets.
Dahlia had turned disasters into dragons.
Arden had turned a barren world into a living garden.
Mersha had transformed an entire poisonous planet into her personal laboratory.
Seira had frozen a volcanic planet into a silent kingdom of ice.
Valtor had turned his battlefield into a burning furnace of madness.
Feron shook his head. "Damn. As expected of the disciples of a monster. Every single one of them is crazy."
His eyes moved toward the planet where Dahlia’s aura was spreading wildly.
"Especially Dahlia. She became even more ridiculous than before."
Lord Vornak sensed it as well.
His expression darkened as his eyes swept across the distant planets. For the first time, real anger appeared on his rough face.
A moment later, Lord Vornak raised his head and shouted toward the empty space above him. "Hey, Vornak!"
His voice shook the surrounding stars. "Are you just going to let them do whatever they want?"
A second later, the entire space around them trembled.
RUMBLE!
Feron’s expression changed.
They were in outer space.
There should not have been ground beneath them, walls around them, or anything nearby that could tremble like that.
Yet the planets below, the surrounding stars, and even the flow of cosmic energy all seemed to shake at the same time.
Feron frowned. "Don’t tell me..."
Lord Vornak’s mouth slowly curled upward. "You finally noticed?"
Feron’s eyes sharpened. "What the hell did you do?"
Lord Vornak laughed, and his voice rolled across space like thunder. "Hahaha! Did you think I was just an ordinary ruler?"
His massive body began releasing a terrifying pressure that no longer felt like simple Star Realm power. "I am Lord Vornak."
His dark iron-like skin cracked slightly as ancient world energy started flowing through his flesh. "But I am also one of the children of the World Will."
Feron’s pupils shrank.
Lord Vornak raised both arms. "And now, it is time to unleash everything."
The next moment, every Vornak warrior across the battlefield stiffened.
Their eyes lost focus.
Their life force, blood, aura, and body cultivation power began draining out of them at terrifying speed.
Feron’s face turned ugly. "You bastard..."
Below them, Vornak Planet started moving.
The main planet itself trembled, cracked, and released a terrifying world aura as streams of power surged upward and fused into Lord Vornak’s body.
His body changed.
His already enormous frame grew heavier, darker, and more terrifying. World patterns appeared across his skin like ancient black runes carved into living iron, and his aura broke through the Star Realm limit, climbing into something far more monstrous.
Lord Vornak laughed madly. "Hahaha! This is it!"
His voice shook the entire battlefield. "The power of a god!"
Feron clenched his teeth as sweat slowly slid down his face. "Fuck."
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