Gigantic black wings with a wingspan of over 10 meters sprouted out of Jason's back before a thick layer of black flames enshrouded him tightly.

There was not a single inch without black flames around Jason's body, however, instead of looking like a burning torch, Jason's current appearance was more like a black armored, winged warrior.

It was eerie and Jason looked several times more dangerous than he did before.

Nobody in the surroundings was able to suppress their primal instincts as they retreated a few steps, but Jason was not yet done!

His Celestia aura and the stigma Jason had unleashed to its highest capabilities were slowly merging with the black flame wings and armor instead of radiating in the surroundings.

Solaris was influenced by his aura, the stigma's glow that ignited its own stigma, and Jason's desire to kill.

The entire surrounding area seemed to change, and Jason, who was aiming with Kumo at the closest Ifrytor, didn't even notice anything.

He simply shot at his arch-enemies while the aura that seemed to further change from that of a common Celestia, continued to merge with Solaris.

At that moment, Jason noticed that his wings were being enhanced, while high skin-tight armor made out of Solaris' flames was glowing in a faint crimson, golden-silverish hue.

However, instead of paying attention to this, he perceived that his mana circulation increased, while Solaris' capabilities seemed to have received an amplification too.

Other than that, Jason did only now release his mana absorption to the fulled which was strong enough to gather the entire mana in his surroundings, obstructing others in replenishing their mana.

Less than two minutes had passed since the Infernal Celestia aura, which was how Jason labeled the mixture of crimson, golden, and silver color, had begun to merge with Solaris.

Every single second that passed caused a tiny change, and his anger, agony, and desire to kill everyone who had taken someone Jason had loved, intensified.

Since he could remember, he had always been forced to suppress his emotions, to endure everything, to accept everyone's harsh treatment and the fact that he was destined to be weaker than others.

Suddenly, when his Internal Celestia aura, both stigma, Solaris and Jason had seemingly merged together, something essentially changed.

Mana from the entire battlefield that spanned several kilometers was drawn towards Jason without warning as an infernal aura swept through the rows of soldiers.

His body absorbed them mana in a single moment before it was instinctively released in the area behind his wings.

Jason was unable to tell what was going on, but his body was covered in goosebumps and turned ice-cold despite the searing hot black flames enveloping him.

Yet, instead of feeling uncomfortable by being drained of his mana, Jason felt as if he had become almighty.

It was completely different from the time he had unleashed his Celestia bloodline, but it was not necessarily weaker!

From Jason's perspective, it was as if his unleashed emotions allowed him to reach heights he had never attained in his entire life, to gain the strength he had been unable to grasp before.

Out of his instincts, he holstered Kumo only to manifest Byakur in front of him a moment later as if it had waited for him.

It was vibrating seemingly excitedly and the moment Jason's hand grasped its hilt firmly, Jason felt like Byakur had merged with him.

The Infernal Celestia intertwined black flames circulated through Baykur, igniting every rune inscribed on the blade's surface as it began to glow faintly before enlarging at a slow yet steady pace.

At the same time, the astronomical amount of mana that enveloped and infiltrated Jason was greedily being absorbed.

In a matter of seconds, the entire battlefield was permeated with the desire to kill which was nothing uncommon, however, everyone was instinctively halting in their tracks as they had sensed the infernal aura.

The battle of millions of beings had stopped at once, with everyone's attention being drawn to the gigantic stream of mana that was forcefully accumulated in the battlefield of the Nua and Eara clan and Ifrytor race!

At that moment, the higher races that had been fighting against each other began to tremble in fear.

Their perception was several times higher than anyone else's and some could see through the flood of mana.

"F*ck, what is going on?" Thousands of people exclaimed.

"There is...one being from the.I don't know the raceI'm sorry!" The Myldra with the highest perception reported to their leader while showing a complex set of emotions.

"Is there another race joining the fray?...But...what kind of race could that be?? There are ginormous gates manifesting behind that being too"

Suddenly the leader of the Myldra and Burane race looked at each other in shock as they mumbled before their gaze was drawn back to Jason's direction, or to be precise what was emerging behind Jason!

"Replicas of the Gates of Hell?! How??? A Superior or even Ancient race wouldn't send their newborn to Argos to play around.right?"

While the higher races of the Drake alliance were filled with despair of the unknown, Lusan and the rest of the Elvyr embassy's faces was turning paper-white.

"Let alone reward, Celestia Yaldra will kill us"

Even Fasro, who had already seen Jason's manifestation of the gates of hell, which he had unleashed only once, couldn't help but gulp in fear.

"How can there be such a huge difference...it is as if I'm standing right in front of the original gates of hell...weren't they only illusionary before, and mere means to intimidate his opponents"

Ginormous gates, the width of more than two dozen meters and several times that in height began to manifest behind Jason, who noticed that something deep within him was about to change substantially.

Suddenly, at that moment, the imprint inside Jason's body which Celestia Yaldra, his father had employed to message him during his primal Celestia bloodline awakening, began to glow brightly.

A divine, silver hue spread from it, enveloping Jason, whose mind went blank, the Gates of Hell and everything that belonged to him at once as a voice he was familiar with was transmitted inside his mind.

[Jason!!! Please stop!! If you continue to allow your wrath and sorrow to spread and accumulate within your body, you will turn into an Infernal Celestia! The Gates of Hell you've summoned is one sign of becoming one!

You might be unaware of this, but the Celestia race is different from other race, and more special...If you become an Infernal Celestia, you will be consumed by your anger and wrath, by the desire to kill everything around you.and this won't stop after you take revenge on everyone who took something from you!

Your entire being will be corrupted and you will start slaughtering everything! From eradicating nations, planets, even entire races, only to try suppressing the insatiable desire to kill more as it will only grow

We are too far apart right now and I can't give you my entire support, but overcome your wrath and agony. Find a different way to solve it, instead of allowing it to accumulate within you!

I don't intend to hold you back from taking revenge, but once you turn into an Infernal Celestia, everyone will start hunting you!

Your entire existence would become too dangerous to be ignored and stay alive!]

At that moment, Jason was shaken heavily, and he noticed that the imprint of his father was slowly disintegrating, while the connection was becoming dimmer with each second passing

[There is not much time left...Fortunately, I was able to send a fraction of my aura to you! Make use of it, and remember one thing!

You might not be a pure Celestia, but exactly this could bring forth many problems, but also opportunities!

The human race seems to be easily manipulated by emotions, but don't let them manipulate your mind. Instead, learn how to manipulate your emotions! With that, there might not be a problem about becoming an Infernal Celestia, even if you summon the real Gates of Hell!

Once your eyes turn completely crimson or worse, black, you know that everything you've painstakingly achieved, and fought for was for naught!

...I don't think we will be able to meet each other during your next bloodline awakening, or sometime soon...From the looks of it, there are many things you will have to solve and accomplish before you might want to come home

Take care of yourself...and don't let our first meeting outside our mind become our last. Neither I nor your mother would want that!]

Jason's entire being shook as his blank mind was once again filled with the desire to kill, his wrath and agony that had been accumulated for years as he cried out.

However, instead of going along the desire to kill, his wrath and agony, Jason forcefully absorbed the entire silver hue left behind by his father.

It was a soothing sensation and Jason's entire anger, wrath, and agony were released into Byakur that acted instinctively.

At the same time, the stream of mana Jason's had subconsciously attracted to manifest replicas of the Gates of Hell began to disperse.

The outlines of the Gates of Hell that were closed and locked by a huge, black lock were dissipating, leaving behind nothing but a vast amount of unused mana.

Just like that, the entire bloodlust and eerie sensation spread through the entire battlefield.

However, Jason had yet to release everything his accumulated and corrupting anger, wrath, and sorrow as his golden-silverish eyes began to radiate the surrounding radius of several dozen meters.

Mana began to stream towards Jason at a rapid pace, and he instinctively inserted every little trace of it towards Byakur who was enveloped by a thick layer of black flames.

It began to enlarge, and more than two minutes had passed, without anyone moving, as Byakur's length had reached a few dozen meters.

At that moment, everyone in the surroundings sensed that death was approaching them, only to see that Jason pulled back Byakur before he brandished it, creating a massive crescent sword beam that shot towards the Drake alliance's army!

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