The Supreme Sovereign System Chapter 389
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Carmine touched her shoulder, she felt the blood coming out.
"Damn" Thought Carmine.
Datrian's body was covered in scars, despite this, his body didn't slow at all.
In fact, he was becoming faster and faster.
Carmine looked at Datrian.
"Juggernaut's blood"
Datrain was very well known in the upper circles.
He was powerful.
He was fast.
He was cruel.
But he wasn't known for the reasons above, after all, almost 90% of the demons in the upper circles were like this.
The reason he was so well known.
Was because of his family.
Pureblood demons were exceptional, they had the love of the underworld. This means that the dead soul aura that they absorbed was purer and richer.
However, this wasn't the only benefit, as their rate concentration was stronger, their blood… change, into what they like to call… natural evolution.
To protect their blood, pure demons marry other pure demons.
Essentially, this doesn't protect their blood inherence, because a child between two pureblood with a blood power, could or could not inherit the power of the parents, but, they could guarantee that the child will have a blood inherence.
However, there was also a problem, and that was…
Between demons, it was way, way too difficult for demons to have children.
A pair of demons could spend their entire life trying, and, they won't even be able to have one child.
One could even say that pure demons were an in danger species.
"Datrian, the sole child of the Valfor house" Said Carmine.
"Carmine, you should know that you are not match against my [Juggernaut blood]" Said Datrian.
"Hmph"
Carmine took a deep breath.
Her pupils changed, her iris become larger and the colors changed between red, blue, green, yellow, etc…
As if her eyes were a rainbow.
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"There it is" Said Datrian.
"Although, I don't understand how you did it, you managed to inhere a blood power even as a human~" Laughed Datrian.
A pair of butterfly's wings grow on Carmine's back.
*WHOOSH*
Carmine soar to the skies and looked at Datrian.
"Finally" Thought Datrian.
From Carmine's back, small little butterflies began to appear.
One after another one.
Until finally, the entire sky was covered by butterflies!
Datrian felt his head spinning while the butterflies appeared to be disappearing and reappearing at a fast rate.
"Wha…"
His sense of right and left flicked while his sense of orientation began to shiver.
He looked… 'up' and the butterflies were gone, however…
The sky was gone as well!
"My head…" Though Datrian.
He felt his head was spinning.
"Die"
He felt a small sound on his right.
However, he didn't have the time to react.
He stood there for some seconds before looking down.
A knife was coming out from his neck.
"Let's see if you can regenerate from this" Said Carmine.
Datrian tried to say something, however, no voice came from his throat.
He kneeled in the ground while blood continually flowed from his mouth.
"…" Carmine looked at Datrian.
"…"
Datrian stood on the ground for some seconds without moving.
"Stand up, who do you think you are fooling?" Shouted Carmine.
"Hehe, you know me too well, Carmine"
Datrian stood up like nothing and took out the knife of his neck.
"…"
Carmine and Datrian looked at each other once more.
"Carmine, I wonder… how many hours would you last in that form?" Asked Datrian with a smile.
"How about you look at yourself before worrying about others?"
Datrian was a little confused, he passed his hand around his neck and notice that, although the blood has stopped flowing, the wound was still open.
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"What…?" Datrian was stunned.
Carmine smiled.
"What's wrong?" Asked Carmine with a laugh.
Datrian looked at Carmine.
"Not bad Carmine, its been a long time since someone managed to damaged me" Said Datrian.
"However…"
His eyes turned black and black marks bean to spread all over his body.
"You sure wanna go all out with me, Carmine?" Asked Datrian.
"If we fight all out, this dimension along with a part of the first circle will disappear" Said Carmine.
"And that matters because…?"
"I am sure that, whoever hired you, must be someone important to your lord, are you sure you want to put him or her in danger?" Asked Carmine.
"…" Datrian became a little angry.
However, after some seconds, he sighed.
His marks disappeared and he put his hatch on his back once more.
"Tsk, that's why I hate working with the higher-ups, always spoiling my fun" Said Datrian.
"What is gonna be?" Asked Carmine.
"I can compromise, however, you have to compromise as well"
"What is it?"
"I will withdraw from this circle… in exchange… you have to make a soul promise with me" Said Dratian.
"A soul contract!?"
Soul contract was an ancient ritual.
Once both parties settle the agreement, both will make an oath to hell itself, that, whoever breaks the contract, shall be devoured by hell.
"Why go to that extend?" Asked Carmine.
"Carmine, hell will change, in ways that you don't imagine, you, me, even your sister, are mere pawns in the chessboard… the real players… are already making their moves" Said Datrian.
Carmine looked at how serious Datrian was.
"I understand"
Carmine descended and her butterfly eyes and wings retreated, returning to her usual form.
She bit her thump and blood dropped to the ground.
Datrian made the same move.
The drops of blood follow a straight path until they meet each other.
In a second, a black circle surrounded Carmine and Datrian.
""By the name of hell, I swear"" Said both at the same time.
"You first" Said Carmine.
"I swear to go away from the lower circles and not mess with you nor your sister" Said Datrian.
Carmine looked at Datrian's arm, in a second, a black mark with a skull on it appeared.
"I swear" Said Carmine.
Datrian looked at Carmine and murmured something.
Carmine looked at Datrian with astonishment.
"Are you for real?" Asked Carmine.
"I couldn't be more serious" Said Datrian.
"…" Carmine looked at Datrian for some seconds.
She closed her eyes.
"I swear… that I will escape from hell in the next ten years"
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