God's Eyes

All of Jason's negative emotions whether it was wrath, anger, or agony had been released into the crescent sword beam that was empowered by a tremendous amount of mana.

He had to gasp for air, and his sight blurred as a single tear poured down his cheeks.

The emotions that had devoured his entire being were released through his father's divine silver aura, and his Infernal Celestia aura began to revert to the Celestia aura he had before.

Nevertheless, the outlines of Jason's pupils were still crimson.

Yet, his entire focus was on the crescent sword blade he had shot at the Drake alliance's army.

Several tens of thousand beings had been killed in an instant, ripped apart, and nobody, whether they were at the Lique or Prismar stage, was strong enough to survive the attack!

Evading was the only option, however, that was only possible if their trembling legs allowed them to move.

Yet, instead of being able to move, they could only look at the massive crescent sword blade that shot towards them.

At that moment, the armor and wings around Jason dispersed into tens of thousand of tiny flames that descended to the ground, entering the body of those that had been killed.

It looked ominous, but Jason knew that it was Solaris' way to absorb mana, the remaining life force that was about to evaporate, and more importantly, the Creato flames stemming from the Ifrytors the crescent sword beam had killed.

However, at the same time, Jason, who was unable to stay firmly on the ground after what had happened, could barely see anything in front of him.

Everyone looked at Jason in shock, and it was only a moment later that his body began to tremble and it was on the brink of collapsing.

He could barely stay conscious as he sensed a light gust of wind behind him only to hear Lusan's familiar, yet trembling and frightened voice.

"W-Were...you able to prevent turning into an Infernal Celestia?"

Lusan seemed to be afraid of Jason, even more so after what he had seen, but Jason only nodded his head.

"My father helped me...I need to take a short break...otherwise, I don't know what will happen…"

Lusan assumed that the silver, divine aura was what had allowed Shane to prevent turning into an Infernal Celestia, yet, he didn't know how it was possible for the divine aura to manifest out of nowhere.

'If Celestia Yaldra was able to transfer some of his aura to Jason, shouldn't it be possible to do more than simply acting in the worst-case….or is there more behind it?'

Nevertheless, Lusan was still dumbfounded about the fact that Jason had been able to summon a replica of the Gates of Hell.

However, even more astonishing that the massive crescent sword beam Jason had manifested had killed more than 200,000 opponents, ranging from the Low Lique stage to the Lowest Prismar stage!

It was obvious that Jason didn't aim at a certain area of the battlefield which would have killed many more opponents, but it was as if he had been unable to move a single inch after his weapon had been brandished.

As such, Lusan took away Jason while shouting towards his subordinates

"We have an advantage now!! ATTACK! Don't show any mercy!"

There was not a single living being unaffected by the miraculous event that happened and it was only when Lusan had ordered his own people to attack that the halted battle continued.

Compared to a few minutes earlier, the Drake alliance's morale had plummeted drastically.

The cause was none other than the replicas of the Gates of Hell that had appeared and the silver divine aura that had prevented the Gates of Hell from fully emerging.

However, nobody had been aware that mankind, if not the whole planet would have more problems than a few races fighting about the reigns of Argos and the inhabiting humans!

The Gates of Hell had their name not without reason, and once opened, hell would descend!

Replicas were weaker and had many restrictions in comparison to the originals, but that didn't mean it was less dangerous to Argos, which was in fact a planet in its Infant stage!

Meanwhile, Jason felt as if millions of thoughts, ideas, and questions emerged in his mind, only to figure out that he was as clueless as before.

Maybe it was even worse than that!

Despite being extremely exhausted, Jason suppressed the desire to fall asleep because he knew that he would enter a comatose state in which he would sleep for several days!

He was still responsible for helping the others in defeating the Ifrytor race!

Little did he know that his massive crescent blade had annihilated almost half of the Ifrytor race's army at once.

Jason was aware that he would have never been able to summon the replica of the Gates of Hell nor such a powerful Crescent sword beam.

That was at least under normal circumstances, and he began to recall what exactly had happened on the battlefield.

'My mind went blank for a second before I unleashed Solaris' entire combat prowess, my aura and stigma...did that unleash my wrath and anger, or was it something else??'

Since his mother had died, he was bullied because of his blindness and there had never been a time he was strong enough to defend himself.

It was only when he gained his eyesight that this was possible.

However, from what he could tell, everything around him had begun to worsen since that day. Not only were there multiple incidents, and in the end, a war of more than a dozen races broke out on Argos!

The emotions of humans were easier to manipulate...and Jason recalled his father's words that he shouldn't let them manipulate him. Instead, he should take control of his emotions...With that, he might even be able to control even the Gates of Hell

Even though Jason had heard what his father had said, he was unable to grasp the complete meaning of every word.

Were his words literally meant or was there something hidden within the long speech he held?

Jason didn't know, but what he could tell was the fact that the Celestia race's emotions should be more difficult to manipulate, otherwise, his father wouldn't have said something about the part of Jason that has human blood.

'Advantages and disadvantages….' He mumbled inwardly as Lusan left him after being sure that Jason was fine.

The Elvyr had brought him to the camp that had been constructed for the injured soldiers or those that required rest from fighting too long.

Yet, Jason and the high number of medics that had soulbonds with healing abilities were the only ones inside the camp right now.

Nobody dared to approach Jason after what they had sensed, and from the view of it, his physical state seemed to be fine.

'As an Infernal Celestia, I would be unable to control my emotions... they would be corrupted and manipulated me?.. I would be hunted by every living being...but that shouldn't mean I'm not allowed to be angry, sad, or infuriated by something...I suppose? Earlier, this was fine too!'

Jason knew that the problems with controlling his emotions had only started occurring after Scorpio had died.

This had become worse over time and reached its peak when his masters had died.

But, to think that his emotions were about to devour and corrupt him, turning him into a blood thirsting being was something Jason couldn't grasp.

'How can I even control my emotions instead of allowing them to control me...what exactly does that even mean? If something bad happens, I'm sad, and the same applies for happiness, anger, and so on...there is nothing I can do about that…'

However, just like that, Jason also recalled his father saying something about releasing his anger, wrath, and sorrow instead of allowing it to accumulate.

"Is the Celestia race a more emotional race than I thought? If they expose their emotions all the time, instead of concealing them, they should be deemed as honest, blunt and straightforward...right?" Jason was mumbling to himself, and it was not like he was trying to find a direct solution to his problem.

He was already glad that he didn't feel much of all negative emotions he had released at once thanks to his father's silver divine hue.

Unbeknownst to himself, Jason had accepted his father to a certain extent because he had helped him.

At the same time, he could tell that Celestia Yaldra had been worried about him, which was another reason for Jason to think that his father might have been better than he had been in his childhood memories!

'Can I release my emotions as I did before...in an attack, without anyone's help, or is that something I need a great amount of mana and someone's guidance?'

In the end, everything that occurred resulted in his terrific high mana absorption that had suddenly been revealed when the entire battlefield turned into an area void of mana.

Jason was still not sure what his future would look like, but he could tell that his mixed heritage as a human and Celestia would be interesting, and even more dangerous than he thought!

How could Jason that his heritage was grander but even more dangerous and devastating than anyone could have ever expected?

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