Birth of the Demonic Sword

The openings in Decumia's world didn't release her usually purple energy. They had directly unleashed powerful storms that didn't carry any connection to her, which was obviously surprising due to their source.

Decumia's world seemed to have energy that didn't belong to her existence, but that was theoretically impossible. Yet, her ability to create chaos could stretch into strange realms, and the Foolery had gotten a taste of them.

The Foolery didn't care about its injuries, but the last exchange forced it to study the situation. Decumia didn't only overcome its physical strength. She had also placed defenses in her very world, which required a more strategic approach.

Yet, the Foolery had never been the intelligent type. Its ability had remained simple even after absorbing Steven. Its idiocy could create unreasonable wonders, but Decumia seemed able to predict them.

The damage on Decumia's world vanished in no time, and purple energy soon seeped out of its edges. Her body quickly materialized and hid the source of her power. The Foolery soon saw that annoying grin again, but it didn't give in to its anger at that time.

"Are you trying to think?" Decumia mocked. "That's so unbecoming of you."

The Foolery didn't answer. It explored the depths of its mind in the hope of finding something that could end that battle. Still, the process didn't lead anywhere. The pig actually felt the arrival of a headache due to that unusual behavior.

"You are so funny," Decumia laughed when she saw the pig's frown. "Don't worry. I'll explain it to you. I don't want to ruin your power."

Decumia raised her arms, and purple energy gathered between her palms. That power took the shape of tendrils that stretched into the void and tried to affect its functioning, but they turned out to be too shallow for that deeper realm.

"You can counter this," Decumia announced. "You can eat it easily even, but chaos has its way of finding unexplored paths."

The tendrils exploded and generated massive colorless storms that tried to disperse into the void. Decumia summoned more purple power to contain them, and a spherical cage soon filled the space between her palms.

The energy generated by the detonation became easy to study. Decumia had created a half-transparent item that could condense those raging storms. Their immense power was almost in the open, but they remained pretty mysterious due to their peculiar nature.

The storms expressed Decumia's chaos without having any connection to her world. She appeared able to make her power pass for a natural calamity without lowering its overall might.

Of course, the Foolery couldn't understand much, even after studying the scene for a while. The pig relied on its instincts to get an idea of what Decumia was using, but it failed to place that power into a specific category. Doing that wouldn't help it either since its ability didn't rely on its knowledge.

"My state as a privileged cultivator allows you to counter me," Decumia declared. "However, I still have more power than you, and my world is far deeper. I can get access to better energy. I only need to transform it before using it against you."

Decumia opened the sphere, and the storms didn't hesitate to shoot out. The hole in the cage pointed toward the Foolery, so most of those gales flew toward it and captured its figure in raging winds.

The Foolery was injured, but that didn't prevent it from summoning its power. Its hunger spread and turned the gales into nothing more than nutrients. Yet, its influence failed to match the wind's speed.

The pig managed to eat, but the gales remained too fast and powerful. Decumia had created something that the Foolery couldn't match even after the breakthrough. Its absorption speed couldn't keep up with the amount of power falling on its body.

That difference in power put the Foolery in a pickle. It loved to eat, so it didn't dare to use its ability to escape that situation. However, injuries opened and closed on its body due to the fury of the storms and the absorbed energy.

Decumia shook her head at that scene. She enjoyed seeing the Foolery immersed in its instinctive urges, but that situation had to end. After all, she also knew that Heaven and Earth were about to return.

"This transformation costs me greatly," Decumia admitted while stepping forward to fly toward the Foolery. "I need to sever that energy from my world while spending power on reinforcing its nature. I basically maim myself whenever I launch something that can hurt you, and I retain no control over it."

Decumia took a while to reach the Foolery, but the storms still raged there by that time. The energy invested in that attack had been immense, so seeing it alive wasn't surprising.

"An ordinary expert would have already died by now," Decumia announced while covering her figure with purple light to enter the storms safely. "Yet, my chaos deepens whenever it stretches into untouched realms. You are the reason I'm growing stronger."

Decumia flew through the storms until she arrived in front of the Foolery. The pig's cheeks and belly had inflated due to how much unabsorbed energy ran through its body. It was so busy eating that it had forgotten to digest.

"How cute," Decumia giggled. "I think it's time to end this. I should be able to affect your mind without hurting you too much."

Decumia took a deep breath before placing her hands on the Foolery's forehead. She couldn't use her normal energy to affect its mind, but she couldn't generate random storms either.

The previous exchanges had allowed Decumia to gain some experience in that new field. She wasn't entirely confident, but she didn't want to waste more time. The Foolery would probably suffer major injuries during the process, but she was okay with that.

Purple energy accumulated on her fingertips before generating small explosions. Thin gales came out of those detonations and seeped through the Foolery's skin, digging deep holes in it as they tried to approach its mind.

The process was probably painful, but Decumia didn't see any suffering on the Foolery's face. The pig was too busy eating to care about anything else, and Decumia didn't mind that.

Decumia couldn't control the thin gales diving into the Foolery's mind. They didn't belong to her world, so she could only improve the initial orders imparted before the severing while the process continued.

"I reached your mind!" Decumia eventually exclaimed. "I wonder how simple it will-! What is happening?"

The thin gales inside the Foolery's head suddenly disappeared, and the same went for all the storms in the area. Everything became peaceful, but Decumia came next. The energy inside her body vanished, and a foreign force tried to reach her world.

"I get it now," The Foolery whispered. "I can finally understand the true source of my hunger."

Decumia didn't know what had happened, but she didn't panic. Her new technique was nothing more than an experiment. It was almost normal to see it fail after so few attempts.

"What's the source of your hunger?" Decumia asked while she studied the recent events to understand what could have gone wrong with her technique.

"The source of my hunger is my unparalleled might!" The Foolery squealed.

The answer was so idiotic that Decumia gave a spontaneous response. "No, it's not that."

"Then it's my unparalleled intelligence!" The Foolery continued.

"Definitely not that," Decumia replied.

"My unparalleled beauty!" The Foolery shouted.

"You are a pig," Decumia pointed out.

"My unparalleled might!" The Foolery repeated.

"You just said that," Decumia laughed. "Did you even get enlightened?"

The Foolery had lifted its head, but it lowered it to inspect its opponent. Decumia saw pure seriousness in its gaze, and the line that followed that gesture generated evident traces of fear in her mind. "Who said that I need to be enlightened to add depth to my world?"

Decumia wanted to say something, but an unstoppable force suddenly landed on her back and sent her back on the sky. Her body lacked energy, so her world appeared in the open again.