《The Transformation God》Chapter 13 (N.V)
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“ROAR!”
An ancient primordial roar traveled hundreds of miles turning anyone below late houtian realm into corpses. The survivors who just watched all their loved ones die were extremely furious but could do nothing as they don’t know who to blame.
The cause of the roar stood in the middle of the battlefield with his heavy sword giving off an eerie feeling as his eyes gave the feeling that you're staring into the abyss. The tears that ran down his face had a golden look to them but what scared everyone the most was that his cultivation was rising fast.
Peak houtian
Early Xiantian realm
Mid Xiantian realm
His cultivation finally began to slow down as it approached late Xiantain realm. He lifted his head and step closer to Luna who had small flames running through her body trying to heal her but when he moved everyone though he teleported as he moved to fast.
He grabs one of his golden tears and dropped on her forehead causing the small flame to ignite it roaring inferno which began healing her at an incredible rate. As he does this everyone just watches as they were terrified of him.
“Hahaha, Lucifer do you think that using this technique to make everyone think your cultivation raised an entire realm going to work on me.” John laughed as he yelled but everyone looked at him as if he had a death wish.
Lucifer raised his head and looked in his direction and causal swung his sword causing 70 warriors to fall dead without knowing what happen. Seeing that his attacked missed Lucifer opened his mouth and another roar sounded but more powerful than the last one killing anyone below early xiantian realm and causing severe injuries to mid xiantian realms but strangely Luna seem unaffected by this.
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‘I think I might have screwed up this time.’ This thought ran through John mind as three of his protection talisman shattered from the swing.
John quickly turned and tried to run but an invisible pressure came down on top of him. He slowly turned his head and seen Lucifer few feet behind him.
“You can’t kill me as I’m the next leader of the Hydra Clan and you be hunted down by them.” John shouted but only felt the pressure intensified.
Lucifer raised his sword and crushed John leg completely crippling his leg.
“AAHHHH.” John screamed out.
But how can Lucifer just stop there as he raised his sword again.
“AAHHH, please stop I give you anything.” John said as his arm just met the same fate as his leg.
Lucifer seemed unsatisfied as he raised his sword and crippled one of John body parts. Every time that John passed out from the pain he would be forceful woken up by Lucifer.
“Please just stop, I will change.” John pleaded as all his legs and arms were crippled.
Lucifer just raised his sword again getting ready to kill him when a projection pops up in front of him of a middle-age man.
“Boy can you spare my son and in exchange, I will give you whatever you want.” The man said but Lucifer who was in berserk mode ignored him and crushed John's head.
“Boy, you will regret this.” The man said before he faded.
Seeing that only corpses were left and an unconscious Luna, Lucifer picked up Luna and left the city. He traveled fast and soon arrived at the cave they lived in for the month of training. Seeing that they were safe for the time being he sat down and fell unconscious as a message appeared.
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“Berserk Mode deactivated.”
-Hydra Clan-
The sound of glass smashing against the wall was heard.
“That little devil how dare he kills my son even when I offered to gifted him anything.” The man who appeared in front of Lucifer was yelling curse and destroying the room.
“He was the hope of the clan and now he dead.” The man continued to shout as his son who reached xiantian realm by fifteen and then mid xiantian realm by twenty-four was now dead.
“I swear when I find you I’m going to make you wish you were never born.” The man yelled.
-In the capital-
“Report.” A man who looked in his early forties said but just recently had his nine hundred birthday.
“Your majesty a roar happened in Skywing City Killing everyone with only a few survivors in three hundred distances.” A man reported on one knee.
“Was it a treasure being born or a wandering Origin expert.” The man on the throne asks.
“They said it was an eight-year-old boy who had silver hair and purple eyes named Lucifer but they started calling him the ‘Devil’.” The man reported which caused great shock to appear on the king face.
“Where is the boy.” The king asks.
“He disappeared with his only surviving friend who was severely injury causing him to go berserk in the first place.” The man said.
“Find them I want to know what technique he using to be that powerful at a young age.” The King said.
“As you wish.” The man said before he left.
When the man left the king sat on the throne he was deep in thought.
“Is he the one that the seer said that will terrorize the cultivation world.” The king thought as he sat there.
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