The Origin of Veldanava's Right Hand

Chapter 16: Rimuru's Last Battle

3rd Person POV

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Footsteps could be heard in a field, though they were so faint that only beings with superhearing could hear them. That's because they were the footsteps of a barefoot child.

The child had short, messy white hair, making her look like a tomboy. Her eyes were bright golden, holding a divinity of destruction and death. Her skin was pale, with her height not being that tall.

She wore a simple dress-like outfit in addition to an oversized scarf adorned with a distinctive brooch or necklace. It made her seem like someone from the old era, back when clothing was not very developed.

As she donned a wide, wicked smile on her face, she explored the field with brimming curiosity. Looking at the sky, she spotted a barrier surrounding the entire field, including her world, which she had taken from Rimuru.

Yes, this was Ivarage, the World Destroying Dragon. One would've expected her to arrive as a vicious dragon, destroying everything in her path. Yet, she exited her world peacefully, not causing any chaos while taking the form of a small, innocent human child.

Looking at the barrier, Ivarage was amused, deducing that the beings of this world had conjured it to prevent her power from destroying the Central World instantly. 

She noticed how the barrier also covered her world, at which she responded by adding a barrier of her own around her world, making sure that it was safe from the catastrophe that would follow.

There were two barriers covering the land, with one of them being constantly maintained by a strong force. No, it wasn't one, but multiple forces that supported the second barrier, with the first one receiving no support at all.

The first barrier was already strong as it was. She could feel fragments of Rimuru's power emanating from it. But more than that, she felt the presence of the ones supporting the second barrier, all of whom were related to the Star King Dragon, Veldanava, in some way.

Feeling immense hatred for those whom Veldanava loved, she vowed to destroy them, no matter what. Yet, she was currently focused on going after Rimuru, the man who beat her up and sealed her in that god forsaken place, a place that she converted into her own world.

Ivarage: "Kyaha! Look at that~." She muttered to herself as she observed several phantoms and insectars heading her way, all of whom were determined to attack her. 

Rather than acting on their own violation, they were ordered to attack her by the Phantom King Feldway and the Insect Lord Zelanus, respectively. They felt some form of kinship with her due to how their nature was formed thanks to her magicules, yet they were more obedient to their masters.

The white-haired child understood that perfectly. Yet, she didn't feel pity for them in the slightest. They were not like the cryptids that she loved, so she did not need to love them the way she loved the cryptids.

With a wicked smirk, she stood before her, though her eyes were not smiling. 

Ivarage: "How about a little greeting~?" She asked before unleashing a powerful blast.

The blast was lethal, killing every single creature that stood in its way. It was made entirely out of Ivarage's destructive magicules, embodying her nature as the World Destroying Dragon.

This blast was merely a casual greeting from her to the Central World, yet it alone was strong enough to even harm a True Dragon significantly. It showed just how powerful she was compared to Veldanava's siblings.

It eroded the green field, turning it into a barren wasteland, as everything that one blast touched was destroyed instantly. Seeing this, even the strongest beings of this world didn't want to imagine the power that she held.