Odyssey of the Blind God

Devilizing the armored serpentine beast was not actually a problem.

However, a problem was healing its wounds. The wounds it had sustained from the Space Piranhas' relentless attacks were not the only issue either. The biggest issues at hand were the beast's deformed organs, the fact that the beast seemed to be a fetus or a youngling that had been abandoned, and that he had no fucking clue how to help this kind of beast.

He could spend a tremendous amount of his energy to heal it but he was not exactly sure what the beast was supposed to look like in the first place. That was basically an invitation for fatal errors.

"I should rescue you first and tend to your deformations later…probably?" Nial mumbled, nodding to himself before sitting down on the ground. He made himself comfortable by leaning his back against the humongous head of the several-kilometer-long beast youngling that had been devilized. Its wounds were slowly being tended to with the influx of dark energy that Nial provided.

He continued to insert dark energy inside the beast while simultaneously spreading out his darkness domain. He had to absorb more and more mana from the surrounding to convert it to dark energy to heal the youngling faster.

The better its condition, the easier it was for him to find out what was going on inside it. He felt that their connection was being established and that it was growing firmer by the second. Of course, that also came with bad news; the armored serpentine was actually a youngling that had been abandoned by its mother the day it was born.
Since then it fled from other beasts that wanted to kill it, tear it apart, and devour it.

The armored serpentine beast's intelligence was well-developed and it didn't lack the capability to think. That was also what made it quite easy to communicate with the beast once their connection was firm enough. However, even the armored serpentine beast was not sure what kind of species it was since it had been a few years since it had been born.

As for the beast's condition, it had only one or two years left to live if it was not being tended to!

'Well, that makes things more difficult. If I were to fill it with purified dark energy equivalent to five years of absorbing the surrounding mana, I could easily tend to it…probably…'

Talking with the armored serpentine beast was quite interesting. Nial was intrigued by how it would look in the future, once it was fully matured. He already had a rough picture in his mind. The picture felt a little weird because it made him question whether the armored serpentine beast was actually the descendant of the Origin Leviathan or some sort of similar powerful serpentine beast that lived and traveled through the Meteorfield.

There were numerous beasts that had yet to be researched and the Meteorfield was considered a death zone, to begin with. Even the outskirts shouldn't be entered if one was not at least at the Mythician rank. There was a good reason for that, and Nial thought that it made sense as well.

Some dangerous existence may appear next to one at any moment. There were no regions assigned to some sort of Overlord. Even the reigns of the Meteorfield, the strongest existences that were in control of everything, couldn't be bothered to control a certain territory. Ruling a territory was simply too bothersome and they were too strong to be restricted in any possible way, in the first place.

Nial understood that but he never expected that he would have to face one of those seemingly omnipotent existences. And that was not the case, since he didn't face or sense anything near him or within his range of perception. However, something eyed him from far away. An existence whose eye alone was larger than the biggest planet in the adjacent stellar system stared straight at Nial and the crippled beast youngling.

It heard the thoughts of the youngling and the blind Original who had created a connection with the beast to force it to transform, saving it from inevitable death. The being far away from Nial and the armored serpentine beast observed everything with great interest and more. It heard everything, including the thoughts that rang through Nial's head, the worry he had in mind, and the questions that rang through his mind.

He was trying to help but he didn't know the anatomy of the armored serpentine beast. To be precise, he didn't know how the beast was supposed to look, which meant that he couldn't properly fix it. As for the scarcity of dark energy, it was a big problem to tend to a newly transformed Devil, especially if they were as humongous as the armored serpentine beast.

It had been riddled with countless injuries that were years old and partially healed, no matter how bad they had healed, or how much the healing process had actually destroyed. With that in mind, Nial understood that he would have to reconstruct the entire beast if he wanted to heal it properly.

That was something he didn't expect to happen at first, but he also knew that it was a necessity for him to return to his home. Something told him that he needed the armored serpentine beast, and he would give his utmost to make sure that he could do everything it takes.

When Nial finished that thought, something miraculous happened. A storm consistent with the purest form of mana began to rage. Nial was not sure where the storm of mana hailed from but his expression brightened up. He immediately focused his darkness domain in the direction of the storm that was close to a hundred kilometers away. The darkness domain turned into a single lane that gushed toward the mana storm.

The raging storm was hard to control, let alone convert it into dark energy and absorb it properly. However, most steps were not even required since he could simply use his darkness domain to convert the mana into dark energy before leading it straight to the armored serpentine beast.

​ The sudden appearance of the mana storm in the open space provided him with the opportunity to heal his newest devil, as long as he could solve one more problem; he required information related to the beast's anatomy, or how it was supposed to be.

And as if some sort of higher being heed to his plea, an image forced itself into his head.


As for the silent observer, far away from Nial and the abandoned beast, it disappeared into the void of space.

'Live well. You are where you're supposed to be!'