Chaos Evolution: Only I Was Granted 3 Wishes

If the first level was an endless expanse of colorful lands and white skies, then the second level was more of a space attraction.

The void was dark, like outside of the realm, but all around those who had entered, colorful and small planets shining with loot were could be seen.

Draco looked forward with his senses, and the second he felt the fog that blocked his entrance to the 3rd level, he disappeared alongside Yapa.

When they appeared, there was only one dragon.

He was sleeping soundly, reminding Draco of the white dragon he met back when he had yet to become an EX-rank.

His eyes alone were the size of a planet, and his stature was unfathomable. Draco looked at him and out of nowhere, the dragon opened his eyes.

"Oh my?" Draco opened his eyes in surprise.

"Hmm?" The dragon looked around, its eyes expressing its confusion, then, after not finding what it was looking for, it closed its eyes.

"Worthy of being called a dragon indeed." Draco thought to himself.

It was barely a lesser celestial dragon and it could somewhat feel his presence after he teleported.

Though, it couldn't see him.

Draco smiled and raised his hand.

One… two… three.

Yapa looked at the dragon and then at Draco with reverence in his eyes. He didn't quite understand what happened but the scene of the dragon disappearing and appearing right after reminded him of the time Draco had summoned the devas after killing them.

It was exactly what Draco had done, as after touching the dragon, the slumbering being was erased from existence before Draco summoned him, then devoured his molecular remains.

The silence, the series of events, and the simplicity of it all… were frightening, yet it happened.

It happened and now the dragon was fully conscious. Its eyes looked at Draco with reverence surpassing that of Yapa and its body submissive like that of a dog.

{Sinful Refuge}

Connecting it to the wide network, Draco gave it the ability to teleport back to Hestia since he didn't want another subordinate to follow him around.

"You go look for a dragon." Draco ordered Yapa while looking forward.

"Very well, my lord." And Yapa did as he was told, disappearing from Draco's sight not even a second after the command.

"Zero, what are the rewards I got until now?" Draco asked.

"A demi-celestial spear artifact, a dragon armor, and a lesser celestial level technique." Zero replied.

Hearing this, Draco wasn't interested. He just kept them in his inventory to rust like the old, useless artifacts he had.

Not wanting to waste anymore time. Draco stepped into the 3rd, high celestial level.

"Well, well, this certainly is Stellar." Draco at this point couldn't see the difference between the outside world and this level, aside from the fact that every star and every planet held a treasure of sorts.

This was more like a farm, a reward given by the galaxy to those brave and worthy enough to explore it. Though there were dangers, the benefits far outweighed them.

At this rate, Draco was having thoughts of not allowing anybody access, but thinking about it.

By the time he is done with the boss, none of this will remain.

"Oh? Interesting." Something had caught Draco's attention while he was using his senses.

Something weird and different from the previous levels.

It was the presence of the monsters over here, the dragons, that instead of sleeping, were traversing the realm actively.

They weren't visible, in fact, they were some kind of dragon with a high affinity for void and space. Draco could guess this from the fact that they were using the veil of space to travel, similar to Fate back in the prison realm.

They were within the folds, going in and out of the realm.

Their weight was so immense that the void cried every time they appeared from within and to the outside.

*VOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*

Right as Draco was observing all of this, one of the dragons came out, making the entire third level vibrate.

It was far away from him, and it couldn't really sense him, but Draco could.

Had it been anybody else, the second the high celestial dragon sensed them, it would attack, and no other high celestial that was around would have been able to defeat it.

Though Draco hadn't explored many realms he knew, he knew that this one was special in the way that its monsters were stronger than most.

The number of treasure realms that held dragons in their midst could be counted in one hand. Though there were other dangerous monsters that had appeared and caused the deaths of countless beings inside the treasure realms, dragons were still one of the most dangerous.

Had it been anybody else, more than a dozen high celestials would have been needed to beat a single dragon, but in Draco's case, even a thousand of these dragons would have a hard time defending against a single one of his words.

He barely had any challenges. He barely ever needed to try hard to defeat someone, but it was mainly because he wasn't haughty and proceeded carefully, only ever going for those stronger than him if he was beyond confident of beating them.

This was so ingrained in his very being that it seemed like he just didn't deal with them.

But Draco had many enemies, the anti-celestials, the golden order, and this entire galaxy was an enemy in his eyes.

Though some had never directly confronted him, the anti-celestials and the Golden Order were direct enemies.

They held countless greater and supreme celestials in their midst, and even Draco himself wasn't confident in defeating a supreme celestial.

Thus he remained cautious; he moved stealthily and used his knowledge to his advantage to always be able to come out winning, and even with all of this, he was proceeding at unfathomable speed.

To the point, only 40 years after his transmigration, he was going to defeat a true celestial.

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