Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 152
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"Damn, that's OP as hell. What the hell." I yelled as Silvia continued pointing her fingers as multiple circles began to fall. Screams began to echo as I watched as the saint realm master was turned to ash before her endless circles. She was only within the beginning of the earth realm, but her infinite spells were insane.
"HAHAHA DIE DIE DIE DIE," SIlvia yelled howling in laugter " BURN BURN FOR THIS QUEEN."
Coughing lightly, Merith approached, holding a severed head as he shook his head, "my lady, please. You are losing your cool again."
"Huh, why should I give a fu...Oh yeah, sorry." Silvia suddenly exclaimed when she glanced at me.
Is it me, or am I gathering all the crazy women? First, that rapist...I forgot her name than Lilith, the insane Lisa, now this pyromaniac. Although how would fire sex go? Do I put the flames in...no? I would have to heat up my juice first before... Focus Arsene.
Approaching me, Merith bowed, " I thank you for your help. Were it not for you, battling against five saint realms would be impossible. We would have failed our mission."
Please, you all used me; I didn't really have a choice. This kinda blew up in my face, although I don't really mind spending some time with a bewitching woman." I elegantly said, still acting the fool as I sent Silvia a wink beneath my wolf mask.
Rolling her eyes, I could see a hint of red as I smirked, turning to the severed head still in Merith's hands. "So, what will you do about that?"
"I know him; his name is Eric Haromor. A mercenary working directly under one of our enemies. His father, however, is a disciple within the Vanir Clan. He will be quite distraught when I give him his child's head."
"I see," Not really caring. Personally, if he wanted to hurt the man, I would have sent a video of him and everyone within the Vanir clan of him being eaten and raped by animals. Humilation, especially towards men, is the best type of punishment. We are naturally full of ourselves, so humiliation is usually my go-to method. While this may work with women, they are far strong in this regard than men. Their egos don't usually get in the way, especially to those that had to crawl their ways up from the bottom.
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"Come on, let's keep going," Silvia lightly said as few days quickly began to pass as I stayed with Silvia and Merith. I still had not found out the elderly man's name. I had asked, but he refused to tell me.
I figured he was probably the patriarch or some major head within the clan, so I left it alone, no reason to make enemies with him so soon, even if it is within my nature to do as such. Although, knowing my personality, it is only a matter of time before it happens.
"Are you not worried about your coworkers? You have been missing for about three days. Will, they not worry?" Silvia asked as we aimlessly wandered in hopes of finding this stupid flower I believe to be nothing more than a hoax.
"Nope, I'm still a little mad. They told everyone I was the one who killed So'val. Now I have a massive contract on my head." I annoyingly complained
"Well, you did do it. Why are you even mad."
"who said I did it. That's my whole point. Why the hell would they even believe a mid-stage Gate of Man would be able to kill a dual cultivator. It's idiotic, but now the rumors will lead them to me. They may not even care if it was true or not and simply kill me to save face."
Giggling in her palm, I could feel Merith's sinister gaze as he clenched his fist, "then there is your little companion asking for his own death. You do know I have killed all those that have held killing intent before me. I suggest you quell your rage and stop believing in rumors. I don't care who you are; I will sever that head of yours."
Releasing a breath of foul air, we suddenly stopped as the light from the moon ran down within a cave a few meters away. Silvia suddenly beamed as she gasped, "Finally, I am not made to live in the forest."
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Like a little hamster, the little redhead rushed to the flower that looked similar to a poppy flower. Except for being red, the Everrave was completely black, unlike what I was told, glimmering with a milky white light. Its aura was somewhat holy as I felt an annoying throbbing sensation against my skin. Holding my head, I sighed, trying my hardest not to kill someone.
"It's black... why did you tell me it was... whatever" I spat in annoyance, having enough of this little game.
Waving her fingers, a formation suddenly grew before light blue strings coiled around the Everrave, digging it out roots an all with extreme ease. Carefully storing it within her backpack, I nodded before turning around.
"This is where we split. I will be taking in Orin, should his little cult attack, I will be killing them all. Nice doing business with you all. It has been quite enlightening." I waved, pushing my darkness out.
"Young man, wait. Take this, " the elder suddenly said, handing me an envelope, "When you arrive before the Vanir Clan, hand them this."
Cuffing my hands together, I faded into the darkness, knowing what I had within my hands was a recommendation. It wasn't really my goal, but it was even better.
Racing through the forest, I gazed up at the moon, showering the forest covered in snow with its light.
'OOORRRRR.....ORRRRR....OOOORRRRR'
Hearing a familiar noise, my mind flashed back to the time I fought those zombies. A cold chill filled my soul as I quickly covered my body in pure darkness. My instincts were screaming for me to remain still within the trees.
Suddenly powerful vibrations began to echo like bells out as I saw thousands of undead slowly making their way towards the city. All of them radiating the vital qi of someone at the Gate of Death. However, these undead were a little different. Deep within their eyes was a hint of consciousness as I gazed at the residual soul essence within their bodies.
It was small, but the soul essence was clearly influencing these zombies. Their movements looked a little more flexible, unlike the robotic movements I saw when they were not in combat.
Seconds quickly began to pass before an entire army slipped by before I dared to breathe. "By their speed, it will take about three weeks. But if there are more, I need to leave before any more shit happens. Killing these things will not net me any soul cores.
Making a detour around the undead horde, I saw thousands of more undead of various levels heading towards Sarem. It was not long for me to count the number that reached in the millions. Leaping into the clouds under cover of night, I rushed towards the City of Sarem not to warn the people but to kill Orion and to collect all the books he gathered.
It had taken a few days to find the Everrave plant, but that was mainly due to it only shines with the glow of the moon. Without that major flaw, I was able to return to Sarem within a few hours. Taking a deep breath, I fell to my knees as my qi began to run short.
Pushing the demonic mantra to its max, I shot into Sarem under a veil of night, rushing down the well within the bazaar. Once again, I felt a strange formation activate before going dormant.
A cold light flashed through my eyes as I lowered my head, getting a whiff of fresh blood within this underground cellar.
"What the hell happened?"
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