Chapter 390: [ Sudden Attack ]

“… This was an unknown relic that had been found in the north Frozen Forest a few months ago…” The Auctioneer started introducing the item.

When the auctioneer stretched his hand, it was instantly covered by ice causing him to immediately pull out his hand. “See, this particular sword has an extraordinary ice type power. In fact, even now, no one had able to completely manage to use the sword as all of them will be encased in ice the moment they touched it.”

The auctioneer raised his head towards the audience and asked, "… This item has a very dangerous temper. What we only know was that this sword is not an ordinary but a magical sword with sentient. It was also not just an ice sword but possessing a dangerous element –Demonic.”

!!!? Countless gasps could be heard as they stared at the beautiful and work of the art sword that was releasing a very dangerous smell.

“According to the previous owner, this sword was cursed and filled with demonic power. The previous owner tried everything he could to tame it but to no avail. Thus, he has no choice but to seek for a new proper owner for this sword. It was extremely waste to let it be destroyed and either it would be dangerous for it to fall to the hands of the demons… thus, if anyone was willing to take it, then be my guest…”

“… …”

“However, before that, I was actually curious as to what is the real identity of this sword. It looked menacing at first glance but when looked closely, it has its own charm and beauty as if it was a piece of art. And so, if anyone knows, can anyone identify it for us…?” The Auctioneer asked with a soft voice.

However, everyone only stared cluelessly at the item. Apparently, no one was able to recognize it and they shook their heads.

“Frostmourne…” Apart from one, that is…

Allen’s voice instantly attracted all the people in the hall.

“Oh? It seems like someone can identify the item… will the young lord please enlighten us?”

“The sword’s name is Frostmourne. I don’t know much about it but from what I know, it should be a cursed sword owned by a Lich King,”

“Lich King…!!?”

“Whomsoever takes up this blade shall wield power eternal. Just as the blade rends flesh, so must power scar the spirit." I had heard that was what the creator of the sword had once engraved on the pedestal where it was enshrined, indicating abilities of the sword…however,”

!!?

As everyone listened to Allen’s words, suddenly, the sword lying within the box started trembling and before anyone could react, the sword floated up the air and shot towards Allen’s VIP box with its blade tip pointing at him.

“…!!?” Caught off guard Allen’s body froze but fortunately, his reaction to danger was godly that when the sword was already less than two meters away from his box room, his power shot up and a barrier instantly encased him.

Bang!!!

Sparks crackled from the point of collision between the barrier and the sword. Chilling cold spread through the entire venue, startling all the people.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Several lights immediately rushed out from every VIP boxes and chased towards the [ Frostmourne ]. Seeing the clash, the Gods paused for a moment before trying to immobilize the [ Frostmourne ].

“What is happening…!?”

“What the heck is going on?! Young Lord! Are you okay!?”

Do I look like okay to you!!? Allen gritted his teeth in anger at such an insensitive question. But the power that was surging through was already weakening and losing its momentum.

The mana reserve inside his body can’t keep up the consumption rate due to the current condition he had.

This was really too sudden for him. He can endure it if he activates his [ Devil Trigger ] but him being a demon would be discovered by other Godclans and that will be the worst outcome.

Ugh–!? A fishy taste suddenly enveloped his throat and redline flowed from the corner of Allen’s lips. The [ Frostmourne ]’s power was beyond Allen’s imagination. And why the heck did it suddenly attack him…? Was it because he knows what it was…?

Is that it…?

Then is this cheap mouth's mistake then...?!

Allen’s body started releasing electric sparks but he was slowly being pushed back by the force of the sword and if not for his Dragon Body, the chill emanated by the sword would have caused him to tremble in cold.

As Allen was enduring the [ Frostmourne ]’s attack, the Gods surrounding the sword finally started to make their moves but they were all repelled as if there was a barrier around the sword.

Cyyyyyaaaahhh!! A piercing cry rang out from the sword as it started slashing in every direction.

And each of its slashes created seemed to have torn the space itself.

But this wasn’t the usual torn space as the sword pierced through the torn space and the went out from another similar torn space.

Wormholes…!

Allen’s eyes narrowed. This sword can create… wormholes…?!

Is this not the usual [ Frostmourne ]…?

The sword stopped attacking the other Gods and suddenly turned around and aimed towards Allen who was on his knees, panting.

Due to the sudden surge of power within his body, all of his nerves seemingly lagged. Fresh blood spurted from his mouth and his magic power going berserk…

What is this…!?

This is not normal…!

Even if his body had still yet to recover but this was worse than he ever imagined! It’s as if his body was going out of control!

What the heck is this…??!

When Allen raised his head, he saw the [ Frostmourne ] was already flying towards him, with a pointed blade as if wanting to impale him to death.

Allen clicked his tongue as the electric sparks around him intensified. He was about to transform into lightning when a shadow covered him as a figure appeared in front of him.

“Good Lord,” He heard a soft mutter. Bang! The sword was stopped as a barrier made out of light that had suddenly surrounded Allen and the unknown figure.

“Why do you seem to be caught in this kind of situations pretty often…? Come to think of it, if I'm not mistaken, something like this happened as well the first time we met.”

“Huh? You!!” the moment Allen caught the figure’s appearance, it’s as if his body was struck by a thunderbolt from out of nowhere.

That face…

“Eerika!!?”

Eerika Balder. The famous prodigy and the precious daughter of the Balder Clan.

She was also the one who had saved Allen and took him in when he had just arrived in this world, suffering from weakness due to magical power depletion. One can even be said that she was the first person Allen befriended in the Celestial Realm.

However, due to his mission, he had left without proper farewell but now…

“What are you doing here…!?” Allen asked in doubt and suspicion.

“… …”

“Why are you here…?!”

Wooosh. As Allen stared at Eerika’s beautiful smiling face in shock, several lights came out from his chest, surrounding him.

“Master, are you okay!!?”

“I noticed some strange fluctuation, master you’re fine right?!”

“Husband, did something happen!?”

Beisha, Lama, Mireya, Qin, Laura, and Asmodeus, who was currently staying inside the Grimoire as a precaution due to her extremely sensitive identity also appeared.

When Allen had suggested, Asmodeus agreed without care and she became one of Allen’s tamed beast. In any case, she was originally Allen, No, it should be Solomon’s demon servant.

Bang!!! The [ Frostmourne ] once again strike the barrier of light and the force this time was obviously stronger. Even Eerika who was keeping defensive all this time stepped back due to the impact.

“What did you do to make this thing this mad…? Huh, Sol?”

“Eh?” Allen stared at Eerika whose brows furrowed while keeping all her attention on blocking the sword.

The surrounding Gods was also doing their own things, attacking and trying to stop the [ Frostmourne ] but it seems like it has a huge hatred on Allen since it never turned its target to anyone other than him.

“Indeed, Young Lord did you know this sword…?”

“You did say that it was once the sword of the Lich King, but did you personally know this sword perhaps,…?” questions rang out from the other Gods but Allen could only smile wryly as he shook his head.

“Truthfully, although I know that sword but this was also the first I had seen it,” Allen answered as he was supported by Beisha and Mireya who was looking at him as if he was going to die.

“I don’t know why it’s fixated on me though,”

“Still, even if the sword was strong… what happened to you?” Eerika stared at Allen in confusion.

“Your magic power fluctuation is all over the place and it’s obviously much weaker compared to the last we met… did something happened?”

Allen smiles bitterly. “It’s a long story so I’ll leave it to your imagination.… but what I can tell right now is that I’m far from good. Although I had already recovered at most… 70%, but in terms of magic power… something was disturbing my rhythm and because of that I can’t fully control my mana.”

As for one, the Death Mask was indeed disturbing his magic control due to absorbing it but as for the main reason why he can’t fully utilize his mana, Allen was in confusion as well. Just what is happening today…?

It was not like this before…

“Are you injured?” Eerika asked and was about to wave her hand.

Golden –white light enveloped her arm but as soon as she was about to cast it towards Allen, she remembered something and hastily cancel the spell.

That’s right… Allen was a demon.

In fact, not only Allen, the moment the golden –white aura appeared, Laura and Asmodeus were instantly alarmed, feeling their body cringing and twitching, instinctively telling them to run away.

Allen flashes a grateful look, “Thanks but you don’t need to. The discomfort was only for a moment. I am already slowly recovering my control,” As he said that, the electric sparks around him intensified and even his white hair stood erect.

Crackle! Crackle! “… Though, I can’t say I am not surprised to see you here.”

“That is what I want to say,” Eerika lips curled up into a smile.

“Fortunately, I volunteered and stopped my mother from coming here if not, there would certainly be trouble,”