Affinity:Chaos
chapter-1667

Grey was fascinated by what he was seeing, he couldn't believe that there was a way an attack sequence could be made like this. It's not that he hasn't seen two people use their elements to complement each other's attacks, it's just that on such a large scale, he has never seen anything like this. The intricacies required to achieve something like this is unprecedented. For someone like him. It isn't difficult since he's the one who was using all elements which meant that he was using a single mind, these people on the other hand needs an insane amount of understanding of each other. If Klaus and Reynolds were to attempt something like this, after a few tries, he's sure they will be able to get it. However, once Alice is added to the mix, the difficulty will increase exponentially.

Grey bowed to the statue and went to the next one to continue the process, he almost felt it was a ritual of some sort. He didn't think too much about it and continued. As long as he could leave this place, and also get some benefits, he didn't mind In the next vision, the fire element appeared, a lava swamp appeared, and just above this swamp was a snow and lightning storm hanging above it, whoever is trapped in this will find it almost impossible to exit the place unscathed. Grey went on to the next scene and the wind element appeared, increasing the intensity of all elements. In the next vision, the darkness element came, and then the light and finally the space element. At the end of everything, the light element destroyed the particles of the people in the army, what was left was seemingly shifted to another dimension, possibly the void where their bodies would be destroyed by spatial disturbances. Before the light and space elemental visions, Grey noticed the absence of two statues, he couldn't help but wonder what happened to those statues. He didn't have any idea as to what these two statues were and what they held, they seemed to have been ripped from this place by someone, and he could tell that it was a long time ago. After getting all eight visions, he noticed that he was being sent to somewhere else, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, he didn't expect that he would leave right after he got all eight visions, but he was happy to leave. He didn't mind implementing this technique into his battles, the reason he has been refraining from using too many flashy moves is due to the limitations of his body, he couldn't use so many elemental attacks at the same time, unless he was certain that it was a large scale attack like this one, and that he wouldn't necessarily need to be involved in another battle. Over the years, he has always ensured that he avoided overusing his elemental essence, which is the reason he has barely ever ran out whenever he fights, it's not that he doesn't run low, but he has a very large essence reserve, and is also very calculative, so he has been able to avoid being in that position for years now. He's not the only one who always acts in that manner. All Elementalists are taught to always make sure they never run out of elemental essence since running out is almost technically the same as leaving yourself defenseless. If maybe an Elementalist gets into a tough fight and exhausts himself to defeat his opponent, he can be killed by someone much weaker than him at that moment. There are even cases of Elementalists dying of over exhaustion after being in a tough drawn out battle. …. "You've got to be kidding me."

Grey muttered in exasperation as he looked at the scene before him, he thought that he was supposed to leave this place after getting all eight visions, but he didn't think that he would actually be transported into the world from the vision and placed in the position of the eight figures. This is not a position he wished to see himself, being here means that there's a chance he would be asked to replicate the skills used by the eight figures. A sentence appeared in his mind. 'Defeat the army in one minute.' "What the fuck do you mean in one minute?!" Grey couldn't keep his cool. He wasn't like those people, yes, he was confident in his abilities, but defeating an entire army in a minute is insane to think about. He tried to sense the cultivation stages of the army, praying in his heart that they shouldn't be any stronger than the Overlord Plane, even Early stages Venerables would be too hard for him to kill in such a short time. This was an army of hundreds of thousands and the figures expected him to defeat them in such a short time. The disparity between a Venerable and Sovereign is huge, but once the number is in thousands, not just thousands, but hundreds of thousands, then it was almost nonexistent. Yes, the Sovereign still had the advantage in terms of strength, but just the sheer numbers that were against him is enough to make the difference in strength insubstantial.

Grey didn't have time to think, the battle had started. He has never used any attack on such a large scale before, and thinking about the essence needed, he couldn't help but feel like he was in trouble. He tried to contact Void and the bunny leader to see if he could get any help from them, but he realized that he was alone. Even his connection with Void wasn't present. 'Damn it!' He didn't have a choice, he had to fight!

'Lightning rain!'

'Sea of flames!'

He used every large scale attack he could think of, used his arrays, fusion orbs, but it was as if the army wasn't reducing in any way. He didn't even dare to think of using something on the scale of the figures in his vision. It's not just that he didn't dare, but he couldn't do anything on that scale. There is a massive difference between his level of control over the elements and that of those figures. A minute went by very quickly, and with everything Grey did, he didn't take out more than a tenth of the army. The army wasn't standing there waiting to be slaughtered like sheeps, so even if he could kill more, with their collective defense, they managed to block some of his attacks, reducing the level of impact. Grey's figure flashed and he appeared in a room, a dark room that had only a futon to sit on. He sat down in a meditative position and noticed that he wasn't tired. 'Looks like me going all out there wouldn't affect me once I leave that place.' He thought to himself. He didn't recall seeing any room in the building, just the Hall. He studied the place and could tell that it was made from the same materials as the building. This is a place within the building, it's just hidden from the eyes of others. Grey rested for about ten minutes before he was sucked into that world once again. This time, before even the sentence appeared in his head, he attacked. He went all out. For the first time in a long time, he didn't restrict himself, didn't hold back, he unleashed everything he could. Boom! Bam! Bang! He charged straight into the army like a madman as he attacked anyone and everyone. ….

The Lyttelton Manor. Grey's grandfather came back to where the portal was located. Martha and his wife were still there, this time, he came back with two Old men in tow.

When the two Old men saw the situation before them, they looked just as shocked as everyone else. "This… what happened?" One of them asked, staring at Grey's grandfather. Grey's grandfather told them everything that happened, from how Grey was forced back by the portal to how he tried repeatedly until he was finally able to see some signs that he could enter, and how all three portals started to merge as he was finally halfway through going in.

"That's…" Both Elders exchanged glances, they didn't have a single idea about what was happening. This has never happened, nor was there anything saying that something like this would happen. This secret realm was created by some God Plane experts a long time ago, hence the reason it was relatively different from the ones that had those horned races or other races living in them. "Is Grey going to be alright?" Martha asked the Elders. "Little girl, you still dare to come back here after cutting ties with us?" One of the Old men asked with an angered expression. If one takes a good look at him, they'll notice the small resemblance Martha has to him. "Grandfather." Martha dropped her head, unlike how feisty she usually is when speaking to her father, she was more conserved in the presence of her grandfather. "Oh, you still remember I'm your grandfather?" One could see the visible anger in the Old man's face.