Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 254
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Opening my eyes to reality, I sighed, "And just like that 200,000 souls I collected turned into ten thousand."
Rising from the wooden pavement, I stared at the moonlight flowing through my room. Sensing profound tranquility within my soul, my body quickly fell upon my bed as a wave of comfort exploded from within.
"Lord Abaddon, you are awake!" An elderly voice called as I turned towards Eluf. "It's been a week!"
Huh?
Scrunching my brow, my tranquil mood was all but destroyed as I cursed, "Bael, you fucking prick! You even fuck with my perception."
Coughing gently, Eluf bowed, "My lord, I have prepared for your tribulation. It shall be next to the Worl..."
"Nope, I am not trying for Ygg to kill me." I coldly said as Eluf eyes grew wide, "She already has her own problems."
Taking out my phone, I coldly smiled, sending Ezra and her little slaves a message. Snickering in a sinister manner, evil laughter echoed out as I glared down at my phone, "I will have my vengeance!"
How dare she not take care of her master in his time of need. Lifting my head towards Eluf, I smiled, "Let's move somewhere else, preferably somewhere secluded. I don't want to be faulted if this village is destroyed."
"Lord Abaddon, no offense, but it is only a spirit realm tribulation. It's only two strikes of heavenly lightning." Eluf tried to explain as I merely shrugged.
"I agree with Eluf, "Melinoë nosily said, flickering within my room, her face covered in grease as she stared at me without shame, licking her fingers, "Even if you did something to piss the heavens off, there is a limit to everything."
"If you believe that go ahead, but you are the one risking your people's lives." I effortlessly explained, shrugging without care. The lives of the innocent were never of any consequence to me. We all have to die someday.
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Taking note of the contempt within Elufs expression hidden behind his kind exterior, my lips curled, "Fine, you pick."
"Than follow me, Lord Abaddon," Eluf confidently said, flickering away, while I followed behind. Zooming through the village of Katala towards the World Tree, I simply frown.
Eyeing one of the lesser roots of nine realms, I shook my head, "Blame them; I gave them a warning."
Suddenly, space began to shift as three being radiating demonic qi appeared beside the world tree. Stating at Melinoë for a while, Ezra turned to me sneering, "Have you already found a god to warm your bed?"
"Sound like you have already opened your legs to him." Melinoë countered as I opened my eyes wide.
"Guys, this is..."
Cutting me off, Mare and Anya spat in unison, "You have a lot of nerve slut! We..."
"Enough, I like her!" Ezra suddenly said with a loving smile. Eying the pale goddess with a particular gleam.
Sensing the air seemingly vanish at these two intense stares at one another, I gently coughed, "Enough, you can kill each other if I survive."
"It's just a spirit Tribulation!" Said Ezra
"And what happened when I broke through to Earth realm? Did the god not descend? Did Lilith not have to interfere?" I coldly barked, silencing Ezra. "The Flames of Hellfire may help, but there is a good chance I may die."
Staring at the hundreds of men and women within a large formation, each of them in strange-looking robes. Sensing the worldly energy pulsing from them from the formation, I felt a powerful attraction force within the center of this formation.
"Lord Snow... Sorry Lord Abaddon, please enter the center. The core of this formation allows us to use the World tree's power to push our genius into the next level triggering a breakthrough. However, the biggest trade-off is that the World Tree will actually defend against a large portion of the Tribulation, allowing zero mortality when breaking through.
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Drawing her weapon Ezra grew serious as an unholy aura began to radiate off her, "I have ten Devilkin divine souls, Arsene. That is all I can offer, but you will owe me. You had best hope you don't need it." Ezra coldly uttered while the vampiric twins shook in shock.
"My lady, the King Gifted you those. To use it on..."
"It's done. Now draw your weapons." Ezra viciously said as everyone opened their eyes wide towards the evil aura radiating from the crimson goddess.
Narrowing her eyes, Melinoë simply frowned, waving her palm as the darkness began to bend around her arms. Pulling out a terrifying Scythe engraved with gold and various mysterious metals, the Laws of Death began to overflow from her body, suffocating everyone with a primordial fear.
Taking a deep breath, I drew dragon bane before making my way into the center of the formation. Staring towards the heavens, a powerful explosion suddenly filled my body as Eluf opened his eyes wide.
"Di...di. did he just breakthrough without the formation?" He muttered before he grew silent.
Shattering the invisible barrier that linked my earth realm to the Spirit realm, I could feel my very soul tremble as an endless amount of qi from heaven and earth began to be consumed.
"ACTIVATE THE FORMATION!!!" Eluf screamed,
Suddenly my eyes grew wide as I could feel the Root of the World Tree begin to glimmer. Feeling pure qi created by a primordial being enter my soul, my body began to hover off the ground as I felt I was ascending to the heavens. Moaning in bliss, the heavens quickly began to grow dark as the Qi of Heaven and Earth that was entering my body began to freeze, slowly turning grey in color from its original azure pigment.
Gulping down, my feet slowly touched the ground as the Grey Qi began to rise within the air. Gripping Dragonsbane tighter, a strange formation began to take form. Quaking within my boots, my armor flashed as I gasped at the enormous pressure tearing into my flesh. Clenching my fist, I stood steadfast, my body tense and ready.
BOOOOM!!!! BOOOOM!!!! BOOOOM!!!!
Hearing the crackle of lightning flicker across the heavens around the strange formation, Ezra and Melinoë flickered to my side with icy expressions.
"Woe to the Vanquish," I muttered in a sinister tone staring up towards the heavens glaring back at me.
"Aldrich, Ruler of the Ninth Order, we meet once more," I coldly said as Ezra lowered her weapon, looking back at me with pure horror.
"N-n-n-ninth order... He is from the previous reality?" She whispered, quaking as her weapon fell from her hands. "Arsene, what have you done!"
Passing my hands through my hair, my soul began flaring with divine light as fragmented memories began to overflow, "yes... Yes!!! It truly is you! HAHAHAHA"
"Even in death, I could not forget, for it was you who killed me!" I coldly howled, clenching Dragonsbane, so tight blood began overflowing from my palm.
"In their despair, they shall hope, in their victory, they shall fall, in their success, we shall rise." Aldrich, God of the Ninth Order, ruthlessly declared furiously as the flashes of grey lightning began consuming all of Midgard. "Was that not his motto?"
Releasing a deprave laughter ashen flames began to overflow from my soul, "You are there, aren't you? Don't you have anything to say, Truck-kun? No, that is not your true name, is it?"
With blood flowing from my lips and eyes, the Fragmented memories began to burn with radiance, confusing me yet bringing me closer to insanity as a crimson gleam showered my eyes.
"ANSWER ME, LITTLE SISTER!!!"
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