She began to descend towards the goblin slowly. Its strength was ridiculously high and could convert the entire surrounding space into nothing, but the spell was perfect to such a high degree that there was no energy leakage. The ball looked like a planet descending upon mere mortals; even the gods could feel the pressure of that attack, not because it was strong, but because it was perfect. The time needed to raise a technique to this level was invaluable.
Probably, in the entire universe, only a few hundred gods could claim to have such perfect techniques, and that was a ridiculously low amount considering that there were millions of gods at that time. Even before touching the tree, the ball was already taking effect. The spell was simply destroying the surrounding matter and taking the tree with it. The most impressive thing was that the space remained intact.
It was a tree more than a hundred kilometers long; she was ridiculously big. Each leaf of it could easily house a city of mortals, and yet it was melting into thin air as if it were nothing. All the leaves turned upward and began to shoot out a wave of pollen. This pollen was a kind of radioactive mana that worked on the principle of imbalance. They were practically densely packed charged particles.
These small particles were capable of opening tears in space, and, as there were hundreds of millions of them, they made space look like a fishing net. It was something very unique. The ball continued to descend and destroy the tree without any mercy. Even with the pollen attack, it was still slowly descending at the same speed, without any sign of stopping.
In just a few seconds, more than 30% of the tree had already been completely destroyed. It was a ridiculous amount of mass being eliminated, but the world tree was also strong. Even though the ball was descending at the same speed, its force was decreasing. Only after 70% of the tree was gone did the ball stop descending. Then it exploded, throwing lightning everywhere, but it was just an automatic reaction to losing its strength; the test had already ended.
Seeing a nine-ray ascension was exciting for everyone. Ordinary mortals screamed and cheered. The elf already had a large follower base before, and even more so now. Even the gods clapped.
At this moment, everything should have been over, but the ascension baptism ray hadn’t fallen yet. Not only that, but the heavens were still looking down on the goblin, it felt like something was missing and...
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"I would like to face the tenth ray." His speech took a while to reach everyone’s ears. Most continued to celebrate as the shock of what the goblin had said began to spread.
Tenth ray? Nobody had ever seen this. Only a few gods read about it in ancient books and treasures. Not even the big ones had much information and didn’t know anyone who had managed to reach him. It was a myth that no one fully believed because until that moment no one had ever had the power to overcome the nine rays easily and still dare to call on the ten rays. Courage wasn’t the right word; the most correct thing would be stupidity.
Of the nine chairs... nine entities appeared.
"Holy shit..." All the gods in that place fell to their knees. Not even the big ones were able to stand. Father was one of those who tried to resist and ended up finding himself with his face glued to the ground.
This was a unique event in the entire universe. It was the first time this universe was witnessing these beings. Each of them had unique characteristics. The pressure they put on was just unbelievable. The density of mana in the region increased by billions of times. There was so much that the space was beginning to collapse with the density. It was simply unbelievable. It was about 10% of all the mana Father had been accumulating, and that was ridiculously high.
Father could not use all the mana he accumulated in combat, and it was simply too large an amount for him to be able to quickly manipulate to formulate spells, and even 10% was a lot. No one could recognize or point out any characteristic of the nine. Everyone could see its shape and all its features, but as soon as they tried to put it into words, they felt their minds go blank.
"You are worthy." One of the nine spoke. He was perhaps the strangest one there. He didn’t have a face or a race; every millisecond, it changed. There were millions of combinations passing quickly. Even the aura of a false god was emanated by him, or ancient gods. It didn’t matter the race, they were all simulated by him in just a few seconds. Some races that appeared were not even known to the librarian.
This was unbelievable considering the only thing he had done his entire life was document the universe. Documenting two universes, and yet he found himself unable to describe what he was seeing.
The goblin found himself returning to his prime with a simple wave from this entity. All of his strength and mental health were instantly recovered. He didn’t have time to thank him, as he saw a small lightning bolt forming on the entity’s finger. That lightning... it was hideous. Even Father was really scared. His instincts, which hadn’t appeared in billions of years, were screaming that he would die if he faced this, and it wasn’t a warning, it was a certainty, the same one we have when we put a gun to our head and pull the trigger.
No one could feel the mana in that spell, it simply didn’t exist. It was a higher divine level spell, something even rarer than all nine ray challengers. That was made entirely of laws. Most gods knew how to wield a law at the level of a master and used mana to support it. All the gods fought like this. Those capable of utilizing only laws were at most two dozen in the entire universe.