Chapter 2949: Precipitation-I
Date: Unspecified
Time: Unspecified
Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Sky Blossom City
"Do as you see fit," Aqualas said to her friends. Then, turning toward Petra, she glared at her and chanted, "Ocean World."
However, nothing happened. Aqualas froze with her eyes widened. She reached out once more, attempting to invoke her celestial rule domain, again, and again, only for each attempt to fail.
Genuine panic appeared on Aqualas’s face. She couldn’t access the Card World’s celestial force. It was as though something had severed her connection to it entirely.
Meanwhile, Petra snapped out of her daze. The moment she saw Aqualas fail to activate her domain, her expression changed. Without hesitation, she rushed forward, intending to petrify Aqualas just as she had done to Aero.
However, unlike Aero, Aqualas had allies willing to risk their lives for her. Before Petra could even reach her, Veerott appeared out of nowhere. His speed was so great that even the air failed to react in time.
Boom!
His fist struck Petra’s stone body with overwhelming force. The impact pulverized her into a cloud of fine dust. He destroyed the stone supreme’s physical body with a single punch.
Yet Veerott’s expression changed immediately. Because Petra wasn’t dead.
The cloud of dust didn’t scatter with the wind. Instead, it moved with purpose. Like a living organism, it surged toward him and engulfed his body. Tiny particles slipped into every available opening: his mouth, nose, ears, and pores.
Realizing the danger, Veerott reacted instantly. He drew upon all his strength and punched forward. The resulting shockwave tore through air and space alike. A massive tear leading into the void opened before him as the dust cloud was blasted away and scattered across the battlefield.
But Veerott was a step too late. Some of the dust had already entered his body. That was to say, Petra was already inside him. The moment she infiltrated his body, she began to use her rule powers from within.
What made Petra terrifying wasn’t merely her ability to perceive truth from falsehood. It was that nearly every living being carried minerals within themselves.
Unlike external petrification, there was no skin or armor to overcome. She directly targeted the minerals naturally present throughout his body.
Calcium, Phosphorus, Potassium, Sulfur, Sodium, Chlorine, Magnesium, Iron, Zinc, Fluoride, Copper, Manganese, and countless trace elements essential for life itself. One by one, the minerals within Veerott’s body began to crystallize.
Inside Veerott’s body, Petra worked quickly. She crystallized minerals on both large and microscopic scales, creating tiny stone formations throughout his flesh, blood vessels, and organs.
The effects were immediate, internal bleeding, torn tissues, failing organs, bones stiffened, blood chemistry shifted, and cells started losing their natural balance. Blood began flowing from Veerott’s nose, mouth, ears, and eyes.
For most beings, such an attack would have been fatal long before they even understood what was happening. But Veerott was no ordinary being.
The moment he realized what Petra was doing, his body reacted. He tightened his muscles and contracted his blood vessels. Every fiber of his physique compressed with terrifying force.
He increased the internal pressure throughout his body to an absurd degree, crushing the newly formed mineral structures and reducing them back to their original microscopic and macroscopic states.
Crack. Crack. Countless stone formations shattered inside him before they could fully develop. Most demigods and demons would have died instantly from either Petra’s attack or Veerott’s own response.
But the Viltronian physique was absurdly resilient. What would have been a catastrophic injury for others amounted to little more than a painful inconvenience for him.
Unfortunately, surviving wasn’t the same as winning. Veerott had destroyed the stone formations. He had not removed Petra. The Stone Supreme remained within his body. And now she changed tactics.
Instead of creating isolated crystal formations, she began petrifying him from the inside out. Bones, blood vessels, organs, slowly but relentlessly the transformation spread slowly.
Veerott’s expression darkened. He could punch mountains apart, tear space open, shatter armies. But fighting an enemy inside his own body was another matter entirely.
As he struggled to find a solution, a familiar figure suddenly appeared beside him.
"Aqualas?" Before either he or Seraphina could react, Aqualas dissolved. Her body transformed into a fine mist of water and spiritual essence before flowing directly into Veerott’s body through his nose, mouth, and pores.
Both Veerott and Seraphina froze. Neither had expected Aqualas to make such a reckless decision. In an instant, Veerott’s body became a battlefield. The Ocean Supreme and Stone Supreme would now fight their war inside the body of the world’s strongest Viltronian.
A battlefield few in existence could survive. Fortunately, Veerott wasn’t "few." He was a Viltronian.
Given the resilience of demi-human physiques, especially his absurd Viltronian body, Seraphina wasn’t particularly worried about him dying from collateral damage. No, her attention remained elsewhere. Her brows furrowed as she replayed the earlier scene in her mind. Aqualas had tried to summon Ocean World and failed. Not once but repeatedly. That shouldn’t have been possible.
Aqualas seemed to have mastered her celestial rule domain, it was her greatest authority. For Aqualas to suddenly fail to deploy it without warning... Something was terribly wrong. And Seraphina had a sinking feeling that Southern Hope’s death might not have been the end of this battle after all.
"Cough, cough!"
Veerott hacked up blood, dark crimson spilling profusely from his ears and nose. The violent coughing broke Seraphina’s train of thought. She spun around to find him completely covered in blood.
"Why didn’t you wear your race’s battle suit?" she demanded. "It would have blocked the Stone Supreme from infiltrating your orifices!"
Veerott wiped his mouth, glaring at her. "Weren’t you the one who told me to stop wearing it because it basically screamed ’I’m a Viltronian’?"
Seraphina slapped her forehead in frustration. "I did say that! But what I meant was dress casually the rest of the time and just wear it during battle!"
"How was I supposed to infer that from what you said?" Veerott countered, wiping a fresh smear of blood from his lip.
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