"Impossible! This is impossible!"
"How could she still have a will of her own after becoming a Disorderly Existence?!"
This had already surpassed their understanding and expectations.
Although their Divine Realm had long been researching ways to give Chaos Beings a sense of self, even now, with their God King involved, that research had encountered a gulf they could not bridge.
And in the world as it stood, the only Chaos Being with a complete sense of self was the Painter, who had existed since time immemorial!
But beyond all that.
They understood even more clearly just how terrifying a Chaos Being with a genuine will of its own and the ability to make judgments would be!
It would be a true calamity walking the world!
Even gods could not hope to gain the slightest advantage against such beings!
Because they embodied chaos at its most extreme, natural disasters that transcended concepts themselves and had no concept of life or death!
At that moment.
They had completely abandoned any thought of continuing the fight. They dodged constantly, trying to flee the battlefield as quickly as possible, trying to escape the hunt of the Chaotic Colors, because the power Aivier represented after truly becoming a Disorderly Existence was that of the Painter herself!
But none of it made any difference.
They were like prey marked by the most formidable hunter. That indifferent pursuit was like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep.
Splurt-
Splurt-
Torrent after torrent of Chaotic Colors shattered space, utterly twisting and corrupting everything in their path.
"Aaaaargh-"
An utterly agonized scream rang out.
The God of Plague, caught by the Chaotic Colors, was bloodily dismembered in an instant. Countless cracks split across his entire body, and the surging Chaotic Colors burrowed into him, making his body