Without breaking a sweat, he gazed downward- he noticed that the distance between the ground could already be counted in the hundreds of digits- and took support on the solid rock-like skin of the creature before his body flew upward.

He turned into a bullet that sped along the neck of the giant creature in a seamless manner. He moved in a manner that seemed akin to a ghost, and before long, made his way to the head in an instant. He stepped in the smooth yet grained surface of the top part of the towering creature that could be taken for a building.

He took a step toward the center of the platform like head he was standing on and sat down. "To influence something this huge…", he mumbled as he focused his sense on his ego body. His eyes opened, as he found himself floating inside of his soul palace. He was flying over a small isle that stood in the middle of a vast red sea.

He descended slowly before his legs touched the soil. He crouched down and put one hand on the ground of the small patch of earth that existed in the red canvas of his soul palace.

He felt the strong seed of power growing quietly in the small patch of soil that composed the island. Before long, he broke contact with the earth and stood up.

He lifted his eyes to glistening purple sky that acted a ceiling to his soul palace and felt the powerful spatial element existing in the small stars there.

Then, his eyes fell bellow, on the ma.s.s of red slaughter aura that had formed a sea, and the next moment he began stepping forward with slow yet steady steps.

In the small world, he had built in his soul palace, he could feel a small breeze of wind push at his back, and before long, he felt the wet red liquid rise to his ankle.

He didn't stop as he continued delving deeper into the red sea. He didn't feel anything particular as the sea was part of his soul palace, but as he delved deeper, a strange thing happens. The sky that should have been purple turned red as Heaven and Earth s.h.i.+fted inside of Fell's soul palace.

Changes began happening on Fell's physical as the powerful, and potent slaughter aura in his soul was released.

Crimson strands hair began appearing among his dense black hair, and as his ego walked through the sea, his slowly s.h.i.+fted to the red.

By the time his ego body was completely engulfed by the red sea, Fell's hair had turned completely red as a strong ominous aura began leaving his body.

He opened his eyes, as a vivid red flashed in his eyes only this time the red stayed as a permanent color in his iris that had been almond colored.

"Through this part of my power… I might be able to order every single beast to stop their actions!", he thought as he felt that he was missing something.

As though he lacked an arm, and his being was thus not whole.

A slight movement appeared in s.p.a.ce as the air in front of him opened for an instant.

A black colored long sword appeared out of nowhere and sat softly in Fell's soft lap. His hand patted his bladed weapon and confirmed what had been the lacking component of his plan.

Inside of his soul palace, the purple sky- that had now become the Earth of his soul palace- moved as wave appeared from within it, the next moment a wide cut has appeared on the sky, and a powerful sword intent escaped from that fissure in the glistening purple earth.

Fell's hand moved as a powerful sword intent gathered around his swords, that soon began releasing a powerful slaughter aura that echoed with his own.

And with the own slaughter aura he released, it didn't take long for the towering beast he was sitting on to notice his presence.

Despite her height, the beast wasn't an aggressive type, and had only grown to this size by surviving, and obviously by being naturally taller and bigger than others.

With the many evolutions, its natural advantage had only grown with every night, and by this day, it toppled everyone with an unreal height.

"Stop every action!", Fell ordered succinctly as his slaughter aura sharply threatened the towering beast. His order didn't just spread to that creature only, as his soul power flooded outwardly, turning into a powerful wave that crashed through every in the sea of monsters.

Before long, growl resounded as the creatures weren't used to that slaughter aura. Fell intensified the slaughter aura he released, his sword wept and released a screech through the air that reverberated with a metallic ring.

"Stop or die!", his order was simple. And he wouldn't accept any refusal, his blade threatened to kill and absorb the soul of the strong creature.

The pair of slaughter aura fused, forming one sharp intent that overpowered the sea of creatures in one go. And in a domino effect, every movement in the north battlefield came to a stop. Every single evolved creature's came to a stop, that was also true for the maddened beasts that were attacking the wall.

Silence spread through the sea of creature, with only their breath as the sole noise in the entire area north of New Casablanca.

"Much better.", he rose to his leg as he patted his cloth. He gazed everywhere around him, with satisfaction on his lips before glancing at the distance.

He looked blankly in front of him, as though peering at the void, and sensed that numerous other creatures were making their way here. A change happened to his soul palace as he readied himself to depart.

Waves appeared in the red sea that hangs high as the Heaven of his soul palace. And before long, gathered into tall waves that could already be called tsunamis, only their number was such that they only looked average.

Fell's pore opened up as thick slaughter aura spread from his body, slowly gathering into a cloudy red ball, and by the time that process ended. Fell's hand held a decent sized ball of red slaughter aura as his hair slowly began reverting to being black.

The Heaven and Earth of his soul palace had reverted to being a purple sky on top of a red sea. And the ma.s.sive amount of slaughter aura he was releasing disappeared, as his ego body left the ominous embrace of the red sea.

He glanced around as he resumed control of his body, his sword moved, as Fell ordered the sword to not absorb the ball of slaughter aura. And with the same grace, a sheet would be draped on a table. The slaughter energy slowly took the shape of his sword as it turned into another layer of Soldier's Fortune.

Fell jumped, ordered the beast to move out of the way using the slaughter aura in Soldier's Fortune.

By the time he landed on the floor, an area with a ten-meter radius had been emptied.

He landed softly, and in the same motion, the sword in his hand sped in the, his sword intent mixed with the slaughter aura, giving it an everlasting effect as he unleashed a deep cut on the soil under him.

A second past, and the next moment, a deep rift appeared in the place where he had plunged his sword. A vivid red color flashed on the rift as his slaughter aura took hold on the wide cut.

"With this, any beast that comes will have to absolutely accept this order, unless something stronger than this slaughter aura appears."

This area will stay calm.", he thought as his figure quickly turned into a ghost that sped with the wind.

Before long, the dense forest of humongous creatures ended as he found himself gazing at a deserted area.

He looked at the distance, east of New Casablanca, and couldn't help but feel that the ongoing battle there had risen to an incredible intensity.

The sky there had darkened in the middle of the day, and the dark clouds weren't the only oddity caused by their fights.

A small wind could be felt coming from the distance, as though a pin-sized hole had been made in s.p.a.ce, and the soft wind calmly followed behind the s.p.a.ce attracted to that hole.

"This strength!". He thought as he felt the energy running through his meridian speed up.

Just being close to their fight caused the energy that was fluctuating between the first and second realm to s.h.i.+ft with an even slower tendency.

Sometime he would stay in the second realm for more than five seconds before falling down to the first realm.

His breakthrough was happening naturally, aided by the seed of power that was sprouting slowly with each pa.s.sing second.