The Entropy divine position was almost complete, and Tike had to bleed heavily for it.
This was the price for completing the divine position. White Frost and the Entropy divine position were like cold and heat, two sides of the same coin. Tike paid out all its primal force to quell the anger of those who had lost out, and the White Frost gradually dissipated.
Looking at the wilting World Tree, Tike, with a pang of heartache, took out a fruit and transformed it into origin power to counteract the last wisp of White Frost. This was the last of its stock.
The cold mist of White Frost cleared, and the world, which had been rushing wildly, slowed its pace, stopping at the edge of a vast world and signaling to Tike that it had arrived.
In the forest below the Blue Mountains, the tree spirits saw a giant rift tear open in the sky. Their homeland was within reach.
White beams of light descended from the sky, carrying the overjoyed tree spirits and elves towards the Central Plains.
After finishing these matters, Tike followed an unseen guidance towards Faerun. The divinity of Ulutiu, the God of the Pole, was sealed within a lamp, flickering with a blue-white luminescence among the treetops.
The laws did not prevent Tike from leaving, and the divine position offered no resistance. In an instant, it disappeared into the waves of the Sea of Chaos.
Tike had originally wanted to bid farewell to this world, as they had had a pleasant cooperation. If the laws had not adamantly refused Tike's request to leave an avatar, Tike might have recuperated for a while before departing.
The Entropy divine position was ever-changing, with no fixed form. However, this inconceivable power had indeed integrated into Tike's soul and divinity, filling its glory.
With a wave of its hand, Tike scooped up a bubble-like world from the Sea of Chaos. The burning Entropy divine power caused this world, which was about to vanish, to rapidly complete an evolution that was impossible to achieve!
Scorching lava quickly cooled to form land, and the evolution of life began on this barren continent. Marine life and gymnosperms appeared, and a faint law emerged, taking over Tike's work and guiding the world towards a more complete state.
A thread-like primal force connected to Tike, its creator. This power flowed continuously, driving the Entropy divine position to be digested and absorbed by Tike.
Gradually becoming familiar with the power of the Entropy divine position, Tike blew a breath, stirring up a torrential rain in the small world in its hand. The marine animals, driven by instinct, came ashore and, wriggling their tails in the rain, ushered in a new wave of evolution.
Placing the small world back into the Sea of Chaos, Tike turned its gaze towards the deep darkness. "Hello there, peeping Tom."
A black light, deeper than chaos, spread out. Tike heard a strange, monotonous, and nauseating melody in its ears. A star covered in eyes and tentacles, accompanied by mad, arrhythmic drumming and flute music, quietly appeared. Tike instinctively covered its ears, but the bizarre music did not diminish, drilling into Tike's mind like a curse!
Perhaps a moment passed, or perhaps a long time, but in a daze, Tike felt its thoughts stagnate, and even reacting and taking action became incredibly difficult!
The star approached unhurriedly. By the time Tike's gaze focused on it, the distance between them had become very short.
The musicians were strange and varied, their only commonality being the fanaticism and chaos in their eyes.
The World Tree emitted a clear radiance, calling back Tike's thoughts. Although the sluggish state had not been resolved, Tike could finally react.
The Shield of the Lake Maiden, accompanied by the illusion of crystal walls, propped up a beautiful world. The power of Entropy gave this world form, and the fluttering butterflies and elves truly gained consciousness and came to life!
Only then did Tike notice the familiar figures among the musicians: dark skin, dressed as pharaohs!
It was an avatar of Nyarlathotep – the Black Pharaoh!
This meant that the star was Azathoth, the Blind Idiot God!
The Spear of Eternity immediately appeared in Tike's hand. Azathoth and Nyarlathotep clearly meant trouble. Tike was not foolish enough to believe they had come for a chat.
"Now I know why the laws abandoned the Entropy divine position."
Azathoth had no mind, so communication was useless. Tike could only shift its gaze to Nyarlathotep, who was adorned with golden jewelry.
"This isn't our first meeting, is it?"
Tike had seen an avatar of Nyarlathotep once in the memories of Queen of Sheba, Bilqis. It had also fought a voodoo death god corrupted by the Black Pharaoh. Tike wondered which act of prying had attracted his attention, leading him to come here so openly. However, Tike felt that the fleeing world laws also played a less than honorable role in this, as the secret connection between the Entropy divine position and Azathoth could not escape the eyes of its new master!
"Traveler of the Sea of Chaos, please return what Azathoth is missing."
The Black Pharaoh finally spoke as he looked at the gradually recovering Tike. "Perhaps we do not need to reach the point of war. As long as you give up what does not belong to you, I will not hinder your journey."
"That's not how the accounts are settled."
Tike remained unwavering, remaining vigilant against the eerie music that might sound again at any moment.
"I paid for it. That thief is the one you should be looking for! I am also a victim!"
The Spear of Eternity in Tike's hand flashed with golden light. Tike was not without the strength to fight. Azathoth's true form was powerful, no less than the creator god Chaos, but the lack of consciousness was a fatal flaw. If Tike wanted to leave, Azathoth absolutely could not stop it! And the Black Pharaoh was, after all, only an avatar. Nyarlathotep's true form might still be on its way. This was not yet the peak of their strength, and delaying further would not be beneficial to Tike!
Having tasted the blood of Chaos, the Spear of Eternity did not fear Azathoth's corrupting power. As Tike swung it, the blade had already sliced through Azathoth's massive stellar form.
Viscous black gas flowed out like a waterfall. Tike's strike was successful, but its face showed no joy.
A strange horn sound emanated from Azathoth's true form. This corruption affected the world propped up by the Shield of the Lake Maiden. The fragrant flowers and fluttering fairies were stained with a strange blackish-gray, grew fangs and sharp teeth, and tore apart their uncorrupted companions.
The clear radiance of the World Tree also faltered because of this, and the music once again invaded Tike's mind.
Tike's face tightened. It flashed backward and retreated rapidly, trying to distance itself from Azathoth. This slowing sound was almost impossible to resist. Disorder and chaos were the themes of the music. If it continued, Tike would only lose its sanity and be harvested by the Black Pharaoh.
However, Tike's choice to expose the Black Pharaoh was not without preparation. Odin's message, conveyed through the World Tree, had vaguely mentioned anomalies on the periphery of the world. After leaving that world, Tike had also sensed followers trailing behind it, and had naturally found a way to escape.