154 Chapter 154: Retribution 1

After another week or so of mediation in the underworld, Derik finally broke into the mid-grade of the silver realm. Since he already had a path it was much easier to make this breakthrough, thereby raising his strength to a new level altogether.

"My time here is definitely dealing a serious blow on my appearance," Derik said with a bitter smile on his face.

After spending over a year in the underworld, Derik's appearance drastically changed. His eyes were pitch-black like the darkness itself, it looked like a place where light could not penetrate. Derik's body at this point was shrouded in black aura which escaped from his body and on his skin were black marks which looked like his skin had cracks similar to that of an eggshell and within those cracks was darkness.

"I guess you will never be considered a ladies man" Demos teased him with a mischievous smile on his face.

Hearing this Derik only let out a light chuckle and got on his feet. He really didn't care about his appearance anymore, he didn't really care if he was shrouded in a black mist making it hard for people to see what he actually looked like, the only pain and regret he felt at this moment came only when he thinks of Elsa.

"I need to master a second path and strengthen myself further," Derik said nonchalantly as he walked towards the shadow lurker who was coiled like a spring.

He placed his hand on its thick scales and smiled casually. He could tell that this majestic beast was slowly evolving and this was not the best time to break its focus and have it fight for him. At this point, he could only depend on his own power coupled with that of the death avatar if he wishes to make his final move.

"I strongly advise you to inherit the seven sins before you return to Gyro, if not it will be really difficult for you to deal with the cosmic spirit host, Kalos" Demos said with a stern voice.

The angel of death was aware of Derik's intentions and he could almost feel the rage burning in Derik's heart. After Derik acquired the sin of wrath, his rage was perfectly directed on the royal family of the Gyro kingdom and the noble families there. This was clearly the effects of the sin of wrath which Derik has inherited and Demos wasn't really happy with this. If he was going to let Derik return to Gyro, he would most likely prefer it if the kid was at a level where even Kalos won't pose much of a threat

"It took me more than a year to acquire the sin of wrath, I don't really know how long it will take me to inherit the rest… I don't have that much time to waste" Derik snorted.

"Then I ask for a year! two more years here, that way I can teach you many things… You promised to Demos that you will return in ten years… it has only been six years… two more years won't hurt" Demos said with a stern look on his face.

"Demos…" Derik shook his head, obviously planning to deny this request.

"Don't refuse… I'm just trying to make sure you don't die off at the hands of a life mage or a spatial mage" Demos said

After hearing this, Derik frowned at first. He knew that Demos was wrong and he didn't really have any reason to refuse.

"Very well then…" Derik answered a bit annoyed.

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Two years later…

In the streets of the residential area of Briton, it was crowded and filled with kids playing. They cheered and screamed at the top of their voices as they chased after each other and laughed. At this time, the parents of these kids sat together and spoke on the crowning ceremony of the elder princess, Anna Gyro.

Gerald has already stolen the hearts and minds of more than eighty percent of Gyro's population and they strongly opposed the enthroning of a one-armed woman who could not even stand face to face with the leader of the family royal guards!

Why would they want someone so weak to lead them?

As the time for the crowning ceremony drew closer, so did the violence. Clashes between citizens and the kingdom guards and increased and it seemed like a civil war was inevitable. They realized that the only reason why Gerald has not made a move is because of the presence of the kingdom guardian, Kalos whom he could bring him down at any time, forcing him to remain passive in this matter.

On this day, Gerald was locked up in his chambers and covered his face with his palms, muttering something inaudible but then a communication stone placed under his bed glowed and let out beeping sounds.

At first, Gerald thought it might be someone else so he ignored it but then he remembered something and his eyes lit up.

Rolling off the bed he dived for the communication stone, grabbing on to it and screaming…

"Its Gerald Gyro… Tell me its time!"

"Prepare your men and wait for me at the capital… its time we rid this kingdom of those vipers… TELL THE GYRO KINGDOM THAT DERIK ANGUS HAS RETURNED!" Derik's enraged voice echoed in Gerald's ears. No matter how much he tried to fight it, he couldn't stop the smile from appearing on his face. Five years ago, Derik fought against a member of the heroes of legend, a gold realm master and still survived the encounter, delivering a reasonable amount of damage on his foe. Now, three years have gone by, Gerald was curious to see how powerful Derik has become!

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Above the mighty walls surrounding the small town of Briton, very high up in the sky, a mighty hellish gate appeared and its mighty bone doors swung open. Two figures casually walked out of the gate which quickly closed and vanished behind them.

One was very tall being whose face was covered with a hood from its black mage robe and its mighty black wings created gusts of wind each time it flapped together.

Beside it was a youth in his early twenties shrouded in a black haze and fiery darkish purple eyes glowing brightly in the darkness. He swung his hand towards the skies and dark clouds began to gather above the little town in the Gyro kingdom.

"People of Briton, Your new master has returned, bend a knee and proclaim your undying loyalty to me or die!" Derik's voice was like a roaring thunder which could be heard even in the kingdom capitals.