663. The Fall Of The Fairies Part Two

663. The Fall Of The Fairies Part Two

[-̸͙̍̀͠-̴̛̠͊̀͝-̵̪̱̼͑-̶̰͎͙̉̆͝ Voidspace – Lvl. -̸͙̍̀͠-̴̛̠͊̀͝-̵̪̱̼͑-̶̰͎͙̉̆͝ ].

Basil stared at it. He couldn’t comprehend what he saw. It was massive. It distorted the world as far as he could see, and he couldn’t break his gaze from it. At first, he thought it was because he was still caught in shock. He thought he couldn’t look away from it out of fear.

But then he realized that there was a strong gravitational pull that was drawing him towards it— a powerful force that even he couldn’t escape. He screamed, and his voice was lost amongst the cries of his fellow Fairies. A deafening chittering echoed out. It made him recoil in pain. He felt like tearing his ears out of his head.

In fact, he would have done just as much, if not for the explosion that resounded out a moment later. Basil blinked as he was broken out of his maddening stupor. Raising his head, he saw a glowing figure float alone right before the distortion in space. A singular entity that was standing up to this mass of pure destruction. The only entity in the New World that could even stand up to this… thing.

There she was. Standing tall, a shining lance in her hand.

Honored Lotus. An Honored Fairy. One of the Fairy Queen’s personal guards. A Supreme Spirit capable— one of only a few in existence.

She stood tall as her body crackled with a golden light. It was the only light that could escape the pull of the Voidspace. She shouted something, before unleashing a streak of golden lightning into the distortion.

The chittering ceased for a moment. But it quickly returned as an overwhelmingly numb sensation overcame Basil. He couldn’t even think. He could hardly process anything at all— blankly watching as Lotus continued to assail the Voidspace with her lightning.

As their battle raged on, hundreds of Fairies— whether they were Builders or Constructors or Architects or others— were sucked into the edge of the distortion, their bodies being ripped apart until they were unrecognizable strands of tangled flesh. Lotus saw this and gritted her teeth.

Nothing she threw at the Voidspace could stop it. Not her bolts of lightning, not her thunderstorms, and not her slashes. She flew back as she finally realized something else needed to be done. As she did, Basil’s gaze swung to face a familiar figure.

His eyes widened when he saw her. His closest friend. A Nature Fairy who should not have been here— not in the New World.

Ivory spun and turned as she was sucked up towards the distortion in space. Unlike Basil, who was somewhat slowed by his protective space magic, she wasn’t able to fight back in any way, floating helplessly to her death.

Basil regained some semblance of his senses when he saw her. He wanted to move— he needed to act. But he couldn’t. Even if he wanted to, he was in capable of even fluttering his wings. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he stared at her figure, hurling straight to her demise.

And then he heard the echoing voice.

“[Become Lightning, My Being].”

Lotus spoke as her body flickered, then seemed to melted away. She began to shine brightly like a star as she aimed her lance at the canvas of distortion.

“And— [Suffer in a Solar Storm].”

Two Grand Skills. Back to back. Instantly, a blinding light engulfed the Voidspace. An intense heat radiated from the light, before tens of thousands of bolts of electricity flashed out, constantly assailing the distortion with each passing moment.

Everything that got even close to the unfurling storm of electricity was instantly obliterated. Even the nearby Fairies. Hundreds of them vanished in an instant as they floated up towards the distortion. But did it matter? They would have perished by the Voidspace, even if they hadn’t been killed by the Supreme Spirit’s second Grand Skill.

Lotus seemed to think it mattered. She bowed her head as her body flickered— turning entirely into electricity.

“I am sorry.”

Her voice came out a whisper. She was the only one unaffected by the destructive touch of her second Grand Skill. Whether that was a result of her first Grand Skill, or because she was immune to it, Basil didn’t know.

All he knew was that her body flashed, and she shot forward, becoming one with the solar storm. Even amidst the bright lights constantly attacking the distortion, her body shone brighter for all to see. She seemed to cut through the veil of obfuscation, leaving behind a trail of lightning as the Voidspace recoiled.

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There was a loud screech. And Basil blinked, seemingly regaining partial control over his body. He looked up with round eyes as Lotus desperately continued to tear through the Voidspace.

And then he looked back down. He saw the other Architects that were present. They had also regained partial control over themselves. Quickly, they tried to reorient themselves and created a web of space to catch the other Fairies.

Basil realized what they were doing, then he turned towards the only figure that mattered to him here. He looked towards Ivory as she was hovering right at the edge of the solar storm, looking at him wide-eyed.

“No!”

He shouted as he stretched a hand out, creating a rope of space to catch her. She didn’t say a word as he clung onto her from afar. He pulled, and for a moment, he thought he could rip her free from the force of the Voidspace.

“Ivory! Please, hang on!”

He called out, pulling her an inch closer to him. But she couldn’t respond. All she could do was look on in fear as she dangled right before her demise. And then—