140 Chapter 140: Return of the death god

At the center of the hundred meter deep crater was a shirtless man in his earlier twenties. His brown trousers were shredded and he wore nothing on his feet but that didn't seem to bother the young man, instead, he was thrilled by something he refused to share with the others.

His pitch-black hair had streaks of purple color on them and it was so long it easily touched his waist. On his body were strange symbols and black painting and his fiery darkish purple eyes and eyebrows terrified everyone who saw him.

This kid is no longer human!

Purple lips, black fingernails, and toenails and strange black tattoos all over his body.

How could they accept this weird looking person as a human?

Wait? Why didn't the combined attack of the commander and the priest hurt him?

Didn't he just break into the low grade of the silver realm, how can he survive an attack from a peak-grade silver realm priest and a mid-grade silver realm battle mage!

"Aaaah… you can talk… Interesting" Derik muttered when his death avatar spoke for the first time.

He felt like he has been exposed to a brand new world and his power has crossed a major threshold. His eyes were much clearer now and his understanding of the elements of this world was more profound.

Derik shot into the air like an arrow, appearing right in front of the priest and the commander almost in an instant. He gazed at them with a blank expression on his face for a while before turning his attention to the death avatar.

"Kill the little ones… I'll handle these two…" Derik said casually

"Yes, Young Master…" the death avatar responded before storming towards the hundreds of soldiers on the ground.

Soon screams and cries of pain and anguish filled the entire residential district of the Cato kingdom and all those who heard it were terrified instantly.

…Meanwhile…

"You are quite arrogant… You dare to show your face in a kingdom where the holy church resides… great death mage, you must have lost your mind!" The priest sneered.

The commander could only watch helplessly as his men were been slaughtered on after the other by the death avatar. While this happened, Derik's power rose steadily and a satisfied smile bloomed on his face when he heard the priest speak.

"The holy church? What is there to be afraid of? The wingman race members are direct descendants of the fallen archangel of the life element, Samael… I sent him running with his tails between his legs a few years ago… why should I be scared of his descendants?" Derik laughed.

Hearing this, the wingman's face turned red due to anger and his golden eyes erupted like a volcano.

"You dare speak ill against the lord of light? The holy one which we serve! Only through death can you atone for your sins! Guardian spirt Crucifix: Ray of light!" The priest roared like a beast.

Instantly the massive crucifix roared to life and trembled greatly. A massive magic array appeared in front of it and from there a beam of light shot forward.

"Disappointing" Derik muttered as he shot towards the massive beam of golden light fearlessly. Without any form of protection, he pushed through the beam of golden light and his hand was placed on the body of the massive crucifix

"As expected… life magic and light magic are too different… your magic is nothing compared to that of the life mage… you cannot harm me with your lesser version of the life magic…" Derik laughed casually.

His skin looked burnt due to the fact he pushed through the beam of light forcefully but in the end, his healing factor was at work, healing his roasted flesh at an alarming speed.

"Rot…"

This was all Derik muttered and a terrifying amount of death magic poured out of his hand which was placed on the giant crucifix and its dazzling divine light started to dim as the death aura spread forth, completely covering it in its darkness.

Puti!

The priest instantly turned pale the moment this happened and spat out a mouth full of yellow blood. His glowing golden eyes dimmed as he watched the darkness consume his guardian spirit divine weapon and since his soul is linked to it, he was terribly hurt.

"Aaaaaarrrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhh!" the wingman roared like a beast as he charged towards the darkness that engulfed his guardian weapon, crucifix

"Who said you can move now?" Derik said with a charming smile on his face.

His hand touched the void and he grabbed onto the empty space beside him, with a single pull the split the void apart opening a miniature accursed gate of the underworld.

"Get back" Derik's smile froze and then a red beam shot out of the passageway that was just created.

The wingman was focused on his guardian weapon which was about to be destroyed so he wasn't prepared for the shadow lurkers attack. The red beam tore through his chest and even penetrated his wing, leaving a bloodied hole on the body of the priest.

Crack!

Instantly a hole appeared on a part of the crucifix and multiple web-like cracks began appearing. Just as the creator takes damage when the weapon is damaged, the weapon will also take damage once the creator is damaged.

"Shatter!" Derik muttered with a smile and his death aura forcefully broke the already damaged crucifix.

At that moment, the golden glow in the wingman's eyes vanished and his life force was shattered as well. The soul of the priest shot out of the corpse like a spear and shot into Derik's body.

"The power the soul of a peak grade silver realm warrior or mage possesses is far too abundant than I expected… marvelous!... I am pretty sure the soul of a mid-grade silver realm battle mage won't be far behind" Derik said with a crooked smile.

His figure flashed and he appeared right in front of the blonde commander who was still stunned by the death of a peak grade silver realm priest, who didn't even have a chance to fight back. How can a low-grade silver realm warrior bully those at a higher level like its nothing?

Seeing Derik's sudden appearance, the man was startled but his reaction speed was quite quick, his body shot back and soon turned transparent taking the form of a hurricane.

Death magic: Hell flames

"The one path? Humph! Child's play!" Derik said and a darkish purple magic array appeared on his palm and darkish purple flame poured out, completely consuming the hurricane.

The hurricane twirled and twisted frantically as it struggled with the flames, screams, and cries filled resonated from the hurricane.

"Not enough?" Derik muttered with a displeased expression on his face

"Ooo god of death, lord of the underworld and ruler of all damned souls in it, hear the plea of thy faithful servant and burn thy foe with the unquenchable flames of hell, even thy ashes will not remain! Death magic: Hell flame!" Derik began chanting.

As he spoke those words, the power of the darkish purple flames increased and when he was done, the hurricane could barely struggle and the darkish purple flames completely subdued it.

A charming smile appeared on Derik's face once again as he strode forward confidently. He reached out into the darkish purple flames and the blonde commander appeared with his throat in Derik's grasp. His body was badly burnt and it looked like a corpse that was still in the decomposition stage, his eyes were bloodshot as he struggled desperately to break free from Derik's grasp.

"I am an important figure in this great kingdom, this place has already been surrounded by the main forces of the Cato kingdom! If you kill me don't you dare think of leaving this place alive! Do you hear me?!" The blonde commander roared

Hearing this, Derik laughed out loud and a sinister grin appeared on his face

"Why will they send someone so important to die here first? Even if you are as important as you say… Do you think I fear this little kingdom of yours? I will have them pay dearly for almost ruining my business at the moonlight forest… all the four kingdoms will know that death god whom they thought has been vanquished years ago has returned" Derik said before snapping the neck of the commander with his bare hands and absorbing his soul.

With a smile on his face, he turned to the death avatar who has returned to his side and he laughed

"The branch of the holy church in Cato and the main force of this kingdom are making their way here… isn't that cute?" Derik laughed

"I recommend we leave through the gate to the underworld…" The death avatar said

"Of course… we will leave but first… there is one last thing I will love to do here before I go" Derik laughed

After his breakthrough, not only did his appearance change even further, so did his behavior as well. In just a few minutes hundreds of people were slaughtered by Derik and his death avatar and that didn't seem to satisfy him.

The urge to utterly destroy his enemies was strong in his head and he wasn't planning to resist it either!