The Origin of Veldanava's Right Hand

Chapter 13: A Unique Cryptid

Rimuru POV

A year has passed since I went to repair the seal in which Ivarage was trapped. The Absorption feature had been completely disabled. In contrast, I felt that Ivarage's aura had increased, making it difficult for the seal to resist further.

There were also the cryptids, who were further damaging the seal. I occasionally dealt with the swarm of cryptids who came my way. Using [Heimdall] as well as my magicules, I began filling up the cracks left.

During this process, I faced heavy resistance, not because of the cryptid's interference, but because of the sheer pressure coming from the evil dragon's aura. Analyzing this aura, I can conclude that Ivarage is, by no means, like the dragons who are the avatars of the Holy wills of Nature.

Instead, this being was entirely different. The feeling I got from her was similar to the one I got from Lord Veldanava. It was something that made me feel off, as I realized how they had a connection, a connection that not even my lord knew about.

Moving on, I had also contacted Amelia and Aclys and ordered them to come here, which they did. Aclys also left a [Parallel Existence] behind to watch over the Central World.

They were helping me defeat the other cryptids so that I could amplify the seal perfectly. Had they not been present, this would've been a much more difficult task. 

Zelanus, with his insectar army, and Feldway, with his phantoms, were also assisting me and gathering more information on Ivarage and how she changed so much. However, there still isn't much information.

Keeping my hands open and held out, I kept supplying magicules and applying [Heimdall]'s seals individually to strengthen the seal world I had created.

3rd Person POV

Corpses. No, they couldn't even be described as such. They were merely severed body parts, such as hands, eyes, and feet. They belonged to the cryptid race, who were mercilessly being annihilated by the insectars and the phantoms.

Then, there was also the demon race, which was also helping in wiping out the cryptids. These demons belonged solely to the black lineage as they were all under the leadership of Diablo, their Progenitor, the Tyrant of Judgement, and also Rimuru Nava's subordinate.

This individual was observing everything that he laid his eyes on. Not only that, but he also detected other corpses through his [Universal Sense].

Diablo: "How pitiful." He muttered to himself, observing the death and destruction in front of him. Some of these cryptids seemed to have grown stronger, though they still were capable of defeating someone like him, whose power was among the pinnacle of existence.

They were ants in his eyes. Ants who didn't know their place. That was all there was to it. He had no interest in keeping them alive for long, as they opposed his master. Such a thing was the ultimate crime, one that he was more than willing to punish them for.

He then heard a loud bang behind him. Upon turning around, he landed his gaze on the creature, which had landed hard on the ground. It was Zelanus, the Insect Lord. They didn't have the best history together, that was a given, but they were willing to work together upon the orders of their masters.

Another being then landed beside them. Unlike Zelanus, this being entered calmly without any unnecessary impact on the ground. It was Feldway, the Phantom King. His short blonde hair appeared slightly ruffled up while his ocean-blue eyes shone with a glow of beauty.

Diablo: "I see that both of you are finally here." He remarked, as he had been waiting for them the entire time. They had agreed to meet up here and discuss the ongoing situation.