Battle and Events

He swung his halberd rapidly and repeatedly towards Medios. Medios formed runes after runes and launched enhanced spell attacks towards Matthias. 

Having stayed in the Mysterious Abyss, he learned a lot of fighting techniques from his master and the occasional wars that happened there slowly honed him.

Matthias snorted coldly and stopped his offensive. He placed the spear in front of him and spun it rapidly, deflecting every spell. After Medios finished, Matthias raised his spear and it suddenly turned into a mage staff. He conjured a huge fireball and blasted it towards Medios.

Medios was caught off guard and was sent flying. Matthias smirked and turned the staff back to a spear and dashed rapidly towards Medios.

He jumped and raised the spear and smashed it downwards, blasting Medios downwards.

"No, they said I will be extremely powerful once I comprehended these runes.. They said I'm going to become a God!" Medios yelled manically and suddenly quickened. He was using all of himself as a last resort. 

He ran extremely fast, creating a blur.

Hearing what he said, Matthias went even more cold. Someone from the outside really interfered within his domain. So, he planned to finish it off and plan for the future.

The spear turned into a sleek golden saber. Matthias entered his stance and placed runes that he recently created into the saber. 

"Enhance speed Ten-fold, Rapid Homing, Thousand Slash, Soul Paralysis, and Immortal Body Rending."

"Pay for your sins." Matthias uttered coldly and slashed at the rapidly running Medios.

Thousands of blade beams rushed towards Medios with a cold gleam.

Sensing the danger behind him, Medios grimaced, "No!"

That was his last word. The beams slashed his Immortal Body and tore it to pieces. His soul wanted to escape but he suddenly felt that his soul cannot move. 'Soul Paralysis.'

Matthias extended his hand and pulled the paralyzed soul towards him. He grabbed it extremely tight and forcefully searched his soul.

A while later, Matthias looked grim. By now, his servants arrived, "Master, what did you find?" Nuwa asked.

"A neighboring galaxy wants to colonize the White Dwarf Galaxy. They want him to seize control over the galaxy to ease their burden. He doesn't know anything other than that." Matthias replied solemnly.

"Wait a minute." Asileius said and closed his eyes. Later, he spoke, "Based on what I'm seeing, there is a war between factions starting."

"Wars between factions? Creators have factions?" Matthias asked curiously.

"Of course. There's a lot of Creators in the Expanding Universe. There will definitely be some self-righteous and arrogant ones creating factions for their respective span of influence." Asileius nodded.

"You usually don't need to be involved in between factions yet as you're just a Universal Deity. But seeing these things, you might get involved really badly." Nuwa smiled wryly.

"I'll enhance the protection of the Domain. For now, they won't be able to enter here that easily." Asileius said and flew away.

"Demons and Seraphims, come forth!" Matthias ordered. The Twelve Seraphims and Six Demon Princes flew towards him and knelt respectfully, "Greetings, Lord!"

"Guard all worlds for upcoming outside invasions. I want none of those bastards in my territory." Matthias said coldly.

"Yes!" They responded in unison.

"War is at hand even in my Domain." He shook his head and went to the Abode. He sat on the ground and created runes inside his head and sent all of it out to span the entire domain.

He then went above the Galaxy and extended his Divine Sense as far as he could. "30,000 worlds that inhabit different kinds of life, ⅓ is under a Galactic Order, 15,000 is technologically equal to Earth, 5,000 is still in its early stages." 

He then came back to Earth. He expanded his Sense, looking for foreign existences. "500 people are from other galaxies, seven of those are hostile."

"Black." Matthias muttered. Behind him, Black appeared out of nowhere, "Why, Master?"

Matthias wrote the location of the seven and conjured their faces and showed it to the assassin, "Kill." He ordered coldly.

"Yes!" Black nodded and melded with the shadows.

He then implanted his mental energy in all of the leaders that are proven clean from foreign influence, "A Galactic War is at hand. Stop your nonsensical wars immediately and prepare for interstellar immigration!"

Around the world, the world leaders are in chaos. They all received the mental message and immediately seized all forms of aggression. Some didn't believe it but Matthias sent files of information and images conjured from Medios' memory about the Invaders. They finally panicked and issued a truce.

All governments then invested in spatial industries and worked with private companies to develop a huge immigration ship.

Such a huge move alerted a lot of people in every corner of the world, both Earth inhabitants and foreign races. Some stupid people who doesn't even know anything started protesting about 'wasting money' and 'incapable leaders' but the world leaders can't even give a shit about them when a huge invasion is nearing towards them.

Seeing the chaos, Matthias retrieved a file from Echidna and sent it to gaming companies, it is the long awaited VR Capsule Blueprint!

The gaming companies verified the calculations inside the file and once they confirmed it was real, they rejoiced. They immediately created their own versions and ran tests.

Matthias once again sent a file to the world government and the companies of a VR game that simulates the past, a VRMMORPG world that is ten times larger than Earth!

Matthias said that they need to calm down the people by redirecting their attention to the game.

They did as they're told and completed the preparations after 3 months. 

Slowly, the world's gears are cranking and moving, preparing for the inevitable.

In the Manresas, Matthias already told the old man about what happened to his mother.

"Those bastards!" The old man grimaced and his anger reached the peak. Slowly after, the Magsinghays crumbled to the dust, the Italian Aragona Family bore the brunt of the successive attacks from the old mafia under the Manresas, and the Manresas once again held a funeral to honor Matthias' mother.