Eldritch Creature's Guide

Somewhere on the 2nd Floor around the same time when Samiel activated the Necro-Madness Spell Formation.

In the grand celestial-looking Palace, filled with crimson light and the stench of blood. This Palace was located at the center of the Core Area, where some of the members of the Asura Tribe lived, it was not their home Headquarters per se, but they had stationed here at this enormous Palace to observe the happenings on the 2nd Floor.

In the depths of the Palace, in the majestic throne room filled with crimson light, a muscular tattooed man was sitting on the huge stone throne while he was looking at something.

"Interesting, Arishok was killed by the Spell Formation inducting madness by Steel-Tier newbie..."

Muttered a muscular man with tattoos over his body and two pairs of arms. He didn't wear any clothes aside from a piece of clothing as trousers with some armored parts over them and gauntlets over his four hands.

He was the current King of the Asura Tribe, the Asura King Arisan, and the Arishok who was killed on the 2nd Floor was one of his sons and royal princes of the Asura Tribe. Not that he cared a bit, Asuras never cared about such trivial things. Being killed meant only one thing for the Asura Tribe.

That you were weak, it didn't matter if his son was killed in a trap. If he was killed in single combat, then it meant he was weak and not worthy of the title of Royal Prince of the Asura Tribe. If he was killed due to a trap, then it meant he was not smart enough and, once again, not suitable to be a member of the Royal Family.

Asuras only cared for the best of the best; failure was not an opinion; there was no place for the weakness of any kind. It was a cruel place filled with only death, killings, and coldness; betrayal was on the daily order, so things like this were nothing special.

"Let's see who killed him..."
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Said the Asura King Arisan as he used a mirror artifact to see the people who came up with the Spell Formation that killed more than 15,000 people, including some heaven-defying geniuses.

In truth, he was curious about who could come up with such a devious plan and be smart and knowledgable enough to employ such a plan. Despite not being a magician of any kind, Arisen knew enough that madness-inducing spell formations were even harder to make than ordinary killing spell formations.

The reason for that was rather simple. Spells that inducted madness would often incur madness on its creator, and that was also under conditions that the creator did everything correctly. Usually, backslashes from them were very serious, and not many Spell Casters would dare to use them freely.

With this mirror artifact, Arisan could watch happenings across the 2nd Floor in real-time but also watch what has already happened. Suddenly the mirror showed two people. One of them was a beautiful elven young woman.

Arisian instantly knew that she was the Crown Princess of the Nesser Dynasty and Holy Apostle of God Queen of the Elven Gods Pantheon.

And then he looked at the man next to her, clad in pitch black armor with the pulsating red line, with flowing long red hair and golden eyes. Suddenly as it was showing the picture of the man, the mirror started cracking as Arisen immediately threw it down and blasted it with pure destruction energy, obliterating it from existence.

One was more problematic to deal with than the other one.

"Outer God..."

Arisen was Limit Legendary Lifeform, a peerless expert and warrior who didn't fear even Gods. However, when he sensed the cold creeping void penetrating from time and space to him, he felt fear for the first time in his life.

"I will rather mind my own matters... anything connected to the Outer Ones cannot end well."
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Sighed sadly Arisen.

In truth, he didn't really care that his son died, he had hundreds of children during his life, and the majority of them he never even saw in person, and the other ones he saw only once in their lives. This was something very common in the Asura Tribe; they only cared about personal power, nothing more and nothing less.

Familial ties were something foreign to them, and rarely were members of the Asura Tribe would give them some weight.

Not to mention, the competition between the Royal Princes and Princesses of the Asura Tribe was fierce and brutal, and even during his youth, Arisen was the one who wasn't even a contender for the position of the Patriarch.

He, a bastard child, rose to the position by killing every single sibling and half-sibling he had, and in the end, he even killed his own father, taking the crown from his severed head.

"Still, that bastard Tyniardan would be exhilarated that his tomboy daughter found herself a suitor and one such as this. Not only is it enough that that fucking shit Noraetheril joined Hall of Kadath, but now they must even forge this connection."

Arisen, among many, didn't want to see a closer connection between the Nesser Dynasty and the Hall of Kadath.

While the Hall of Kadath was basically undisputed hegemon over the Tower as they were the strongest faction that could effortlessly suppress the rest of the 13 Gates, as the strongest mortal factions across the Tower and Cosmos were titled, Kadaths were reclusive and very detached faction.

13 Gates were the 13 strongest mortal factions under the Transcendent Level, and the Hall of Kadath was the 1st Gate, the strongest since immemorial when it was first established.

They were a very quiet faction that never "bullied" anybody, just exterminated if some offended their gods, and focused on their own development and finding suitable worlds for the Apocalypse.

"But the appearance of the Marsias Family... nobody got any information from the Olympus for several Epochs already, could their Civil War ended? Still... this is getting chaotic... at first Olympus, now what... if all Divine Species would be making a move, it would be fun."

Said the Asura King as he cracked his fingers in anticipation, awaiting enormous bloodshed and carnage already.