Chapter 776 The Creators Of The Human Race
Why shouldn't she be afraid when the Omnithrallians were the ones capable of opposing the gods?
They were the first and the last race to ever be able to break into the heavens, the only ones to do so. Aerialia could remember the aftermath of the war when the gods each confirmed that they were unsure about how things would have ended if the war hadn't taken place within the heavens, leading to the total eradication of the Omnithrallians.
And now she heard that some of them had survived, so how could she not be afraid?
A thought abruptly struck her like lightning as she whipped her head towards Orion.
Aerialia's eyes widened in realization before snapping back towards Aegis of the Arctic Deity. "Then.. Then..." She attempted to speak, pointing a finger towards Orion, but her words became tangled in incomprehensible nonsense as she stuttered.
After Aegis of the Arctic Deity's revelation, Orion was too stunned to speak and fell into a daze. However, he quickly snapped out of it upon hearing Aerialia's stuttering and seeing her point the finger at him.
"What's wrong, Aerialia?" Orion asked, furrowing his brows in confusion.
Ignoring his question, Aerialia took a deep breath, regaining her composure before turning to Aegis of the Arctic Deity. "Is he the child of the Omnithrallians?" she asked, her gaze intense.
Orion's eyes widened in shock, his thoughts coming to an abrupt halt at Aerialia's question.
'Could it be?' Orion pondered. Various questions raced through his mind as he attempted to connect the dots.
Every other race had been created by their respective gods: Aerialia for the One-winged, Aerednir for the Pixies, Ilse for the Prismerions. Though the creator of the Four-eared elves remained unknown to him, it was clear they all shared similarities. So why should humans be any different?
They hadn't just appeared out of thin air, living in a secluded world hidden from the ongoing struggles and events of all other races and their gods by mere luck.
A god or a being akin to a god created them! Right now, no other being fits that description better than the Omnithrallians.
Realization swept through Orion as though his entire body had been doused with a bucket of cold water.
The Omnithrallians were his... the creators of the human race!
They were the children of the Omnithrallians!
Orion's breathing hitched as the answers began to fall into place. Given her frightened and shocked expression, he knew Aerialia had reached the same conclusion.
Meanwhile, witnessing the reaction of the two individuals before him, Aegis of the Arctic Deity nodded in confirmation, "Yes, he and every other human race are children of the Omnithrallians. The Omnithrallians are the gods and creators of the human race," he affirmed.
The confirmation was all Aerialia needed for her mind to collapse into a long string of silence, leaving her frozen in position.
Meanwhile, Orion slowly lowered himself, settling onto the ground in silence. Though he may have already arrived at the conclusion, Aegis of the Arctic Deity's confirmation was the final piece of the puzzle he needed to solidify his thoughts.
Undeterred, Aegis of the Arctic Deity continued, "However, because the Omnithrallians opposed and rejected the gods and everything related to them, they took a different approach when creating humans. They created humans naturally, as they had witnessed animals and other species produce their offspring. So they gathered their powers and abilities, forming the essence of human existence within the womb of a chosen representative. And when the time came, the first human race emerged."
"So, the human race wasn't just created by the Omnithrallians; they are the direct descendants of the Omnithrallians," Aerialia said.
At this moment, they were far beyond the point of disbelief and were solely trying to keep their minds focused on digesting Aegis of the Arctic Deity's words.
"Yes. The human race is the descendant of the Omnithrallians and the only ones carrying what remains of them," Aegis of the Arctic Deity responded.
Aerialia nodded in understanding, joining Orion to sit on the ground. She felt that this would help her digest the information she had received.
Orion briefly looked at Aerialia seated beside him in a daze before redirecting his attention to Aegis of the Arctic Deity, "So when you said that it is possible to find the corpse of an Omnithrallian, you were talking about this world, right?" he asked.
Aegis of the Arctic Deity nodded, "Yes," he responded.
"Okay, so how did you find one then? Since you had entered this world at the same time as everyone, how were you able to successfully locate one, transplant it into your body, and possess such important information about the Omnithrallians and the human race, along with being able to protect the Pixie race as the only being capable of doing so? Or was Naka responsible for all of this?" Orion asked, his calm eyes concealing the rippling emotions within his heart as he awaited Aegis of the Arctic Deity's response.
Silence enveloped their surroundings briefly before Aegis of the Arctic Deity exhaled deeply. He nodded, "Naka was the one who made all these things possible. Without him, I would never have known that the corpse I found that day belonged to an Omnithrallian or have been able to transplant it into my body."
"However, as for how I possessed such important pieces of information, they were all granted to me by this body, allowing me to witness everything firsthand. At the same time, Naka gave me the rest. Though some of them are blocked by Naka for my safety and sanity," Aegis of the Arctic Deity responded.
Orion nodded in understanding. Though he had never considered transplanting the body of an extra-terrestrial god-
like being into his own, he couldn't help but wonder if he could maintain his sanity if the memories of such a being had also assimilated into his own.
A ridiculous yet strangely believable question sprang to mind, "And what about White Flame? Did he also undergo the transplant of an Omnithrallian?" Orion asked curiously.
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