Some rivers appeared in the environment. The water had completely abnormal transparency and demonstrated a bottom made of small golden tiles that were not natural at all. Furthermore, the rivers flowed at high speed without any purpose.
Mana surged into the environment at a ridiculously high density. Not only that but the divine mana was opened to everyone; she was unrestrained in a great amount that was not at all normal. Also, one small factor that Kayden instantly noticed was that there were hundreds of people around him. They all had strong auras of mages of the fifth realm and seven rays. Furthermore, Kayden managed to extend all of his spiritual sense.
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This meant that he had 2 thousand kilometers under his sight, a value far higher than most ordinary fifth-realm mages, and even among the special ones, it was still a very high value. Kayden quickly counted about six hundred people, which meant that there were many more hidden or that the environment was greater than Kaydenâs spiritual sense. The truth was probably a mixture of these two alternatives.
"The last one standing wins" was all the organizers said. For a few seconds, no one reacted, but dozens of surreally strong attacks exploded everywhere. Kayden just dodged a few and closed himself into the skies. His control over mana allowed him to be invisible to most spiritual senses; only someone looking directly at him would be able to see his presence. As the seconds passed, Kayden witnessed several unique spells.
It was such a frightening amount of variety that it made Kayden, once again, feel like he was in a well. They were spells and ways of manipulating mana that he had never seen before. Spectacular races were fighting all around him. One of them caught Kaydenâs attention: they were some small beings with white fur and a long tail. They had two large round ears and three-fingered hands. What caught Kaydenâs attention was how old they appeared to be.
The years had made him familiar with measuring peopleâs ages by the mana around them. Whether they wanted to or not, magicians ended up having contact with the same mana for a longer period. In a way, you carried a piece of mana with you your entire life. It wasnât difficult to remove from your body, but it was annoying, as this mana came directly from your core and went out to the outside. Masking this required strong control or a specific technique for this purpose.
The little beings that Kayden observed were only a few years old, not even a decade. This was completely ridiculous considering they were destroying dozens of people around them with their bare hands.
"They are Yordles, a very special breed. Most are born at advanced levels. There are reports where some were born in the ninth kingdom." Kayden heard a voice next to him and turned around, seeing a teenager with yellow hair and a simple smile, but... his eyes seemed to carry all the forbidden and nefarious knowledge of the universe. It was a weight that no teenager could carry with just a few centuries to live. Kayden immediately retreated and placed some defenses around him.
"Iâm Thoth, donât worry, I just came to greet an old friend. Your path is fine, Kayden, but it will lead to the destruction of thousands of worlds and trillions of living beings, perhaps even some parts of the universe. Are you okay with this?" It only took Kayden a second to understand the situation.
"Itâs not my intention, but if I have to, I will end the cycle of trillions," Kayden replied, his mind completely cleared of guilty thoughts. He already knew himself enough to not care about things like that.
"Take my friend to your raceâs castle. I will consider it a favor." Kayden wasnât going to miss the opportunity this time.
"Who exactly are you? Why are you appearing in my life so often?" Every time Thoth appeared, Kayden felt like he was being manipulated in a certain direction, but nothing too direct. They were just subtle sweeps.
"Iâm just someone who has lived too long, thatâs all," the boy exploded in a shower of blood after those words. As soon as his blood reached other people, it directly knocked them out of the competition.
Only Kayden was unaffected by the blood. At this point, only a few hundred people remained and the fighting had decreased in intensity. Everyone was taking a few breaths before continuing. The space began to close and some people who were hiding had their hiding places revealed by a kind of purple cloud. Kayden was one of the few who remained camouflaged, perhaps because he wasnât hiding.
The shrinking area only made people more violent. The hairy beings were destroying everything around them. They were strong, ridiculously strong, but they were still missing some things that only time could give them. One of them was the ability to have a balanced emotional state. These beings have gotten into fights against some of their kind, just for a few tiny disagreements in their attacks that have spilled over. Furthermore, they put too much force into useless movements. These were all obvious traits for someone as old as Kayden.
At this point, Kayden began to knock some unsuspecting people out of the competition with well-timed attacks. Everyone there was strong and special, but they lacked real experience. Most were geniuses with just a few centuries to live.
The oldest had barely reached a millennium of life. This seemed silly, but it also meant that they didnât have many opportunities to have real combat experience against people at their level. They probably spent most of their lives cultivating and fighting the same people day after day. Any different technique was capable of making them hesitate in their movements and become cautious. Not only that, but they couldnât deal with dozens of people around them.
Almost everyone there was a hothouse flower. Only a few grew up on their own, and they were an absolute minority. This meant that few had experience of war with hundreds of opponents. This was the perfect opening for Kayden to kill everyone who didnât have much attention.
This was a relatively easy match. Everyone there was strong and could probably keep Kayden occupied for a few seconds, but nothing more than that. There were no people with eight rays. It only took a few hours of calmly fighting and saving his strength for Kayden to kill everyone in this region. He knew that no one died in this place, but the scene around him seemed to contradict that statement.
There was practically blood every inch of that place. The fire was burning in many parts, and the rivers turned a different color. It was a scene of mass destruction, leaving only Kayden floating in the sky without any expression.
This scene was repeated a few dozen times. Kayden felt a small lapse in his ability to see time. It seemed that his last years of life would be spent on those battlefields. Fortunately, his psychology was strong enough that he didnât even flinch after killing thousands of people. He has faced some good battles, but still, no one with eight lightning has appeared. Not even an opponent who would force him to pull out his trick, at least until that moment.
Kayden was once again in an area with around a thousand opponents. But this time, as soon as he entered her, he felt something was different. The surrounding clouds were completely red, and a wizard stood in the center. As soon as the voice began the event, this wizard began to sing in a low tone. But his voice reached every inch of this enormous space. Furthermore, red rain with small drops began to drizzle constantly.
Kayden, like most magicians who managed to reach that level, was not an idiot and immediately stopped that rain from reaching him. At least, most tried. But no matter what defense people put up, the drops passed. Kaydenâs domain converted these drops into mana. He was the only one capable of accomplishing this feat. The rest of the people were incapable of doing something like that. Their defenses ranged from complex runic circles capable of stopping a sixth realm attack easily to boulders with a density exceeding millions of kg.
No matter the situation, everyone felt the raindrops on their bodies. For a few seconds, no one suffered any damage or felt any difference. This rain was not made of normal mana, it was entirely made of divine mana diluted into so many folds that it became something immaterial.
It was incredible. Kayden had never seen such great and magnificent control over something so small. It was even more incredible when everyone started exploding with their bodies. Only Kayden was alive after a few minutes.
"You donât have eight lightning bolts, but you still managed to survive," Kayden understood this from the amount of mana his opponent threw at him. His only response was to launch a few dozen aura slashes at his opponent. His strength was at a very high level. The image in the center raised a siege of red water. His attacks split them apart like butter.