1593 Flames Of The Apocalypse
"I suppose that's what they mean when they say I will inherit the power of Creation once I fully awaken all Dragon Bloodlines…" I sighed; the Death Elemental Essence coursed through my hands. "Hmm, the Death Element feels strangely odd. I do remember using it sometimes before, but never combined with Divinity. The power it possesses, it somehow surpasses physical matter and goes to the ethereal."
"Indeed, it is an element that can easily and directly target souls." My father smiled. "That's why I was telling you to practice it more. You're focusing too much on your Titan and Demonic Powers and neglecting other useful elements. Darkness and Death go hand by hand as well, practice them together for greater results."
"Will do." I nodded. "If I combine the Gluttony Flames, with Divine Death Essence, then Heavenly Demon Flames, which are formed through the combination of Primordial Ice, Freezing Flames, Flames of Beginning, Flames of Demise, and Demonic Energy, then… A new type of fire can emerge, right?"
FLUOSH!
Suddenly, an explosion of black, red, purple, gold, and blue flames surged from all the combination of divine elements. I quickly tried to sustain its power, as it felt like it was consuming everything. Without realizing, a crack in space was made, as a black hole out of the blazing explosion started to form!
"W-What the…?!"
As I tried to quickly stop it, my father was shocked.
"Those flames…! For a moment, those flames were…!" My father muttered.
"Come on…!" I gritted my teeth as I grew several more arms, containing the swirling, explosive flames until they were reduced to a tiny dark blue, black, red, and gold ember, constantly fluctuating with these colors, emanating a world-defying aura. "I-I think I got the hang of it… But wow, I never thought that fusing Gluttony Flames and Death Essence into the mix would make this! What the hell is this flame?"
"T-That's…" My father muttered. "They're the Flames of Apocalypse. It seems you can only control a small Ember, but that Ember alone could prove to be a good trump card for you!"
"Flames of what?!" I asked.
"They're a special type of Dragon Flame formed through the combination of all elemental dragon flames together. The Ancient Dragons that fought against the invading Chaos created this special, Divine Technique with all their might. Simply conjuring it once allowed them to quickly destroy the Chaotic Entities and immediately mummify them, sealing away all their power and strength. Those flames are the reason we dragons were able to reclaim and save most of the already dying world from its destruction by Oberon's machinations." He answered.
"Oh…" I muttered. "And I made a lesser version of that with just… no help at all, huh?"
"I always imagined you would be able to do great things, but I never thought you could recreate the Flames of Apocalypse with such ease, and at your current growth too! I mean, you're very strong but, you haven't even become a Venerable yet! Wait, what's stopping you from getting an Ascendancy Law?" He asked.
"I still need a certainly Divine Treasure I can only get inside of the Flame Venerable Inheritance. Until then, I am holding on and growing in other ways." I explained.
"Hmmm… I guess that's your decision, huh?" He sighed.
"Do you happen to have an Ascendancy Law?!" I asked in surprise.
"Something like that, I reached Rank 10 a few years before you were born." He sighed. "I am by no means qualified to become a Venerable though. Though it could be said the Primordial Dragon Mothers all surpass the Venerables in power and longevity but are deeply restrained by the laws of the world in what they can do due to their tremendous power, they replace elemental gods and work as pillars, even if they're dead and only souls inside the Draconic Records."
"Really…?" I wondered. "I am learning so much I had no idea of… I should have known these things ages ago, you know?!"
"I'm sorry… I-I guess we should have tried talking you about more of these important things, but we were too distracted with our adorable grandkids!" My father felt slightly guilty.
"It's nice I guess." I sighed. "So even the dead Primordial Dragon Mothers are…?"
"Indeed, one of the greatest purposes behind both the Draconic Records and the Titan Records is to maintain the world." He smiled. "They're not only supported by the immensely powerful Primordial Divine Souls of Tiamat and Ymir, but also by Yggdrasil herself."
"So that's how it is…" I nodded. "So even mother that is alive can't easily interfere? Is this the reason why when an evil venerable is born, the world goes to shit so easily even when there are powerful dragons that could face them?"
"Indeed, although the Venerables that were recognized as such were so strong they could also match the Primordial Dragons or be slightly stronger." My father said. "The Vampire Venerable, for example. Had reached such a ridiculous level of power that he could have easily killed your mother. Yet he knew the primordial dragon mothers were pillars to the world, and despite how despicable he was, he never hurt them, because he didn't really want his ideal world to end."
"And that's why… He ended blackmailing her into giving him one of her eggs, the egg where Sangre was, isn't it?" I sighed.
"…Yes." Fafnir nodded, lamenting. "I am still shocked he's gone. I suppose after so many years, even his divided and fragmented soul became increasingly weaker. Even the greatest of Venerables perished because unlike us, they possess lifespans they must go through. Despite how much he extended it, he, as a Vampire, also died."
"But Sangre's different, he has the potential of that monster and no lifespan…" I muttered. "So this is why Evil Dragons or even Evil Titans are so dangerous."
"Yeah, and that's also why we must put a stop to them… But that's not something you must worry about now, son. Let's eat something, then let's go hunt more Divine Soul Beasts. You need to make yourself strong Soul Gear so you can face Gluttony again!"
"Right, let's go then."
