176 Chapter 176: War!

Derik felt greatly threatened by the man hiding within the cathedral. From the power of the attack, he knew this man has already entered the gold realm and what Derik just struggled to defend against just now is a casual attack. At this moment, the only person who could match this strange master in the gold realm or even surpass him is Kalos but unfortunately, this spatial mage is only a support type. So he cannot really take on this man head on.

"Damn it… what kind of monster is hiding in there?" Kuen said with a gloomy expression on his face. He too has felt the power of this man when his gravitation barrier was crushed in an instant. He knew this man was way above their level and seeing Derik struggle against the casual attack confirmed his suspicion.

A gold realm expert is hiding in the cathedral!

He was about to speak but then he felt something wrong. Kuen swiftly turned his attention towards the cathedral and noticed numerous cannon like objects sticking out the windows, with just a glance he counted about two hundred of them!

"Crap!!!"

Booooom!

Booooom!!

Booooom!!!

No one knew who shouted but numerous golden cannons shot out and swiftly bombarded the golden wings guarding the ranged fighters of the allied forces trembled greatly and numerous cracks appeared on divine wings

Puti!

Cyrus trembled greatly as he spat out a mouthful of golden blood. His glowing snow-white eyes dimmed greatly and the radiating light radiating from his body dimmed as well.

"BASTARD!!!" Derik roared, planning to dash forward but he was quickly stopped by Kalos.

"We must let the Gyro kingdom's forces fight this battle alone… save your strength and regain your energy… we will battle this high ranking officer of the holy church and the other experts hiding there as well…" Kalos said.

The others nodded leaving Derik with no choice but to stand back and observe the battle with a heavy heart.

..................….

ROAR!!!!

Bang!

Bang!!

Bang!!!

The silver knights of the holy church finally crossed the gap between them and the allied forces. Like a drill the silver knights of the holy church roared and a massive golden aura surrounded them, taking the form of a bull. The knights of the holy church smashed into the guardian knights, sending hundreds of them flying back!

With a single charge, they successfully broke through ten rows of the guardian knight out of fifteen rows. The power of the silver knights could easily rival that of mid-grade silver realm elites and this is something these guardian knights of the allied forces could deal with

"Break!"

"Shatter!"

"Scram!!"

"Out of my way!!!"

Numerous multicolored energy attacks swarmed out of the magic weapons and tore through the defenses of the allied forces, closing in on the ranged fighters of the allied force malicious intentions. At this point, everyone knew things are going to get a lot messy.

Even though Derik knew there would be lots of casualties on his side and he really didn't want to see this people die, his hands were tied. The thought of summoning his army of the dead but he swiftly brushed it off his mind knowing the consequences of his actions won't be light!

The strength of a  necromancer lies in his army of the dead. The more powerful an undead is, the stronger he becomes. As much as he would love to lend these people a hand, he realized he couldn't. His foes are devotes and members of the holy church, they are practically bathed in holiness. His undead may be invincible when battling other but against people with light or life magic, they will all fall. Even now he is worried about Kalos and his death avatar but their presence is very much important.

Soon the silver knights of the holy church successfully broke through the allied force rangers in just a few seconds, suffering only five losses. With the powerful spells and magic cannons aiding the, they swiftly tore through the defense line and charged forward. Fortunately, the archers were placed behind the guardian knights, their combat capabilities are not poor either and it looked like the knights were getting exhausted bring both sides to a standstill, none progressing.

At this point, Derik continued taking in the souls of those who lost their lives, using it to stabilize his realm. Since he broke into the peak grade of the silver realm, he still hasn't familiarised himself with his newfound powers, jumping from battle to battle. Even though this made him more powerful it left him with a shaky foundation.

As he kept on mediating and getting more familiar with his new strength, his death aura condensed even more thereby becoming more oppressive. Those standing close to him instinctively took a step back while those below looked up. More ancient black patterns appeared on his body like a tattoo and he could vaguely feel the emotions and thoughts of his undead minions. Before now, apart from the death avatar and Kalos, the others were like mindless puppets, moving only when he gave them the order to but now he didn't feel the same way.

His eyes yanked open and two beans of darkish purple flames poured out and swarmed towards the cathedral.

The death mage was tired of waiting!

Without uttering a word, his lips parted slightly and beams of darkish purple energy shot out, accurately heading towards the magic cannons on the side of the holy church.

"YOU DARE MOVE AGAINST THE CATHEDRAL? YOU MUST BE TIRED OF LIVING!" the voice of the mysterious master on the side of the holy church echoed in the skies and a wave of golden power shot out, successfully blocking all the attacks.

"HAHAHA! HAHAHA!!... DON'T YOU DARE DISAPPOINT ME MYSTERIOUS MASTER!" Derik laughed hysterically as he reached for the void

"Death magic: Darkness lightning descent!" he raised his hand towards the sky and roared

Soon a massive cluster of black clouds gathered, instantly covering the cathedral and the battlefield, bringing darkness with it! At this point it looked like it was night time already!

"Descend!" Derik threw his raised hand down and instantly, more than a hundred bolts od darkish purple lightning rained down on the battlefield and the cathedral, murdering hundreds of silver knight and mages and destroying hundreds of cannons in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this the mysterious master bled in his heart and almost spat out blood due to anger. He knew the true worth of those cannons, it's not something kingdoms could afford easily and now over a hundred has been destroyed in an instant, he could not contain his rage

"YOU SEEK DEATH! MARK MY WORDS YOU WILL NOT GET TO SEE THE DAYLIGHT OF TOMORROW!!" he roared and a massive golden shield which was practically double the size of the cluster of black clouds appeared directly underneath the clouds. Thunderclap sounds echoed and strong winds blew but it still couldn't penetrate through the golden shield.

Seeing this a vicious smile appeared on Derik's face as his death aura erupted violently!

"IS THAT ALL?" He screamed

Death magic: Demonic werewolf roar!

Instantly, his death aura condensed, taking the shape of a five meter tall werewolf. It let out an ear-piercing roar and shot towards the mages of the holy church like a missile, with its fiery claws held high! Derik's resounding laughter echoed and this seemed to annoy the mysterious master even more!

"YOU! DIE!" the hoarse voice echoed and a massive golden beam of light shot out through the walls of the cathedral, heading towards Derik. It was already surprising that he choose to ignore his soldiers and attack Derik, this showed the resentment he had for the death mage.

"Cute…." Derik stood their fearlessly with a triumphant smile.

Suddenly a galaxy of silver stars appeared right in front of the death mage and a portal soon appeared after that. The golden beam of light shot into the portal and another portal appeared directly above the remaining 295 silver knights of the holy church whom still held on to their triangular formation resisting the attacks of allied forces of Gyro. When the portal appeared above them, they all used their defensive skills and summoned their lifesaving equipments but the gap between a gold realm expert and a bronze realm warrior is not something that can be easily breached!

Boooooooooom!

Two hundred and ninety-five souls rushed into Derik's body and he felt revitalized, laughing hysterically while standing gallantly in mid-air with a triumphant smile on his face.

"KALOS!!!!!" The mysterious voice roared and the whole cathedral shook!

"COME OUT AND FACE ME YOU COWARD! YOU WILL MEET A SWIFT DEATH AT MY HANDS, THAT I PROMISE!" Derik laughed hysterically and quickly shot towards the cathedral fearlessly.

"Death magic: Blazing death meteor!" Derik roared and his soon surrounded by a massive globe of darkish purple flames. As he moved the darkish purple flames increased as well thereby strengthening the spell even further, this continued until the blazing death meteor became big enough to crush buildings easily!

"HAHAHAHAHA! YOU HAVE CHOSEN DEATH CHILD! LIGHT MAGIC: DIVINE JUDGEMENT SPEAR!" The hoarse voice resonated from the cathedral.

Almost instantly a massive golden divine spear over five meters long forcibly burst out of the cathedral flying towards the death meteor, further destroying the cathedral in the process.

At this point, the cathedral was at the verge of collapse and the top tier masters of the holy church had no other reason to hold back since the great bishop has made his move. Instantly over forty figures dressed in different attires dressed in a similar cloaked white and red robe appeared with murderous eyes and powerful auras.

With just a glance, one could tell that these people were mostly at the low grade of the silver realm while a few were at the mid-grade of the silver realm, making the gold haired wingman the only peak grade silver realm expert present. Yet the aura that diffused from them was more terrifying than that of the silver realm warriors and mages of Gyro, this was only possible because of the numerous magic equipment and weapons on them, increasing their powers by leaps and bounds.

The real battle which would decide the fate of the Gyro was about to begin and both sides gave enough space for the clash between Derik and the bishop to happen first.

Within the massive ball of darkish purple flames, Derik could see the round figure residing within the divine golden spear and his eyes narrowed, letting out his murderous intentions. It became visible that none of them was planning to withdraw.

Booooooooom!!!

The shockwave from the collision of the attacks, forced even the silver realm elites of both sides to retreat. Derik's figure was forced to retreat hundreds of meters before he could finally stabilize himself, while the bishop stood at a spot gallantly, unscathed!

Puti!

Derik spat out a mouthful of black blood and his body was filled with numerous shallow bloody holes. Seeing this, the hearts of the silver realm experts on the side of Gyro sank while the experts of the holy church jubilated, singing the praises of the bishop. To everyone here, the death mage Derik signified the strongest power in Gyro, the new kingdom guardian and the most powerful figure of his generation. They all believed that the moment falls, this war between Gyro and the holy church will end. This is why the forces of Gyro felt anxious when they saw Derik in that condition.

"Hahahahahahaha! If this is all the bishop of the holy church is capable of then I am disappointed! The only light mage who can take my life is standing right behind me, you cannot kill me old man! I AM INVINCIBLE!!!!" Derik roared with a vicious smile on his face as he glared at the bishop before dashing forward.

Aldora was a short man who was barely about 5ft tall, his bishops garment could not hide his football figure and his protruding belly. His face had lots of wrinkles, exposing his age and he was bald and his wings were so tiny people wondered how this man could fly with those wings. Amongst all the wingmen race members Derik has met, this man was so far the ugliest. How did the wingmen race produce such an ugly offspring?

"I will turn you to meat paste you little midget!" Derik laughed as he looked at the dangling little legs of the bishop. His struggled hard to restrained the great urge to laugh while he dashed towards this man.

Like what the f##k?

Who would have thought it was this little midget that had that domineering voice all along?

If he, Derik had such a disgusting figure, he was pretty sure he would have taken his life by now or lived in seclusion!

Either way, he was planning to crush this man now and he was not planning to be merciful because of his size. He activated his negative emotions power and swiftly drew strength from the negative emotions of the tens of thousands of warriors and mages all around him, both from the holy church and the allied forces of the Gyro kingdom!

Boooooom!

ROAR!!!

Derik's power suddenly spiked and quickly climbed up to the low grade of the gold realm! Terrifying darkish purple flames covered his body as his claws and fangs appeared. With quick hand gestures, the death scythe appeared in his hands and his figure flashed!

Swooooooosh!!!

"Death magic: Purgatory slash…. ALPHA!!!!"

Derik appeared right in front of the midget bishop with the death scythe raised above his head. With a roar, the death scythe exploded and a sea of death aura poured out of it all at once as it descended upon the bishop like an ancient mountain, pressing down on the man.

The sudden power boost stunned Aldora and his soul was shaken by the attack. He quickly instinctively his hands over his heads to block the attack and a massive pair of divine golden wings appeared from thin air, wrapping around the bishop, protecting him from the strike!

Boooooom!!!!

Aldora shot down like a rocket, smashing into the ground almost in an instant, creating a ten-meter deep crater.

Shocking!

Domineering!!

Too powerful!!!

Everyone was stunned by Derik's sudden display of power, even the silver realm elites of the church were shocked by this and their confidence in Aldora quivered a little. A gold realm master was struck down with one move by the death mage.

Too terrifying!

"INVINCIBLE!!!!" Creed was the first to snap out of his daze and stormed towards the silver realm experts of the holy church with a roar!

"INVINCIBLE!!!"

"INVINCIBLE!!!"

"THE DEATH MAGE IS INVINCIBLE… THE KINGDOM GUARDIAN OF GYRO IS INVINCIBLE… GYRO IS INVINCIBLE!!!"

The silver realm elites of Gyro roared like ferocious beasts and shot forward towards the silver realm elites of the holy church. Now that Derik has shown his overwhelming power, their moral rose to the peak and their bloods began boiling! Everyone quickly found their opponents and quickly engaged them in a bitter grudge match to the death.

"You are my opponent! Guardian weapon magic: Divine ancient broadsword!" Cyrus roared and charged towards the wingman priest at the peak of the silver realm. His snow-white eyes let out a golden flash and without uttering a word, his divine broadsword let out an ear-piercing cry and shot forward. Charging towards the priest with murderous intentions.

He too was affected by Derik's words and actions, and his urge to battle rose to a whole new level!

"The host of the life guardian spirit dares to join hands with the death mage, the definition of evil in this world! His holiness bishop Aldora will rid this world of that death mage and I will rid this world of you!" the priest sneered with disdain written all over his expression.

He waved his hands in the air and numerous golden symbols appeared in an instant as he spoke some ancient words with his golden eyes shut tightly! It looked like he was not afraid of the incoming divine golden broadsword!

"Divine guardian path: Battle angel Kastiel!" His golden eyes yanked open abruptly, releasing a dazzling golden glow which completely shrouded his figure.

Bang!

Boooom!

The massive divine broadsword shot into the dazzling golden light but it was soon stopped in its tracks by an unknown force.

"Divine guardian path…." Cyrus' voice trailed off in shock as he watched what was going on.

He knew of the divine guardian path and he had to confess, this is a path which could easily rival the guardian weapon path Michael impacted on him while he was still at the bronze realm. This path is limited to only light and life mages, it enables the user to breach the gap between humans and angels, allowing them to sign a contract with them. He didn't fully understand the details of the contract and what the angel has to gain from the partnership but what he knew was that these angels were extremely powerful and the weakest amongst them are at the low level of the gold realm. With such a powerful companion, no normal person in this continent can rival such a mage. Seeing a mere priest of the holy church successfully mastering this path and successfully attaining a companion is not something he expected. It could be considered an amazing achievement on the priests path and his future in the holy church should be quite bright.

The dazzling golden light soon faded and a figure over 7ft tall and a pair of angelic golden wings stood firm like an unshakeable mountain. Kastiel had a pair of dazzling golden eyes and his body was filled with ancient golden writings which let out a dazzling golden light. He wore a perfect white robe and in his hands were a blazing orange broadsword which terrifying scorch divine flame aura diffused from.

With its weapon, it was capable of blocking an attack from Cyrus' guardian weapon and it still didn't seem like it was shaken at all. Instead he had a proud smirk on his face as he gazed at Cyrus with sharp eyes as if it was sizing him up.

"So this is the new host of that scumbag Michael… Mid-grade of the silver realm, quite impressive for someone at your age… but then again, it's still not enough…. Disappointing…" Kastiel said with a disdainful smile on his face as he stared at Cyrus. With a slight push, he made the massive guardian broadsword retreat by a hundred meters, even Cyrus felt a sting in his soul and he winced in pain.

"Mid-grade of the gold realm… I'm not impressed at all… this explains why Michael was chosen to be the guardian spirit of the life element instead of you… On behalf of my master, I beat you and your little priest down till you both lick my shoes and beg for mercy!" Cyrus was vicious with his words and didn't look afraid at all.

The weakest angel in the heavens was at the low grade of the gold realm, making Kastiel who was at the mid-grade of the gold realm only average in his eyes. From Kastiel's words, he could tell the angel was not really happy with Michael's position as the guardian spirit of the life element and was planning to vent his anger on his little host, Cyrus.

Any other normal person would be scared of an angel who has a high life rating than humans and a higher cultivation base like Kastiel, but Cyrus was no normal person so he had no reason to fear. He has already engaged in life and death battles with more powerful foes so many times that whenever he fights a foe weaker than himself or at the same level, he feels like something is wrong. Fighting stronger foes feel like a normal daily routine to him!

"CHILD OF LIFE!" He dared not take his foe lightly and quickly used his award winning technique which always allowed him to take on greater foes. His body trembled as the life force of tens of thousands of people flowed right into Cyrus and his power level spiked. His snow-white eyes turned golden and numerous golden runes appeared on his body, releasing a golden light! His golden hair fluttered majestically in the air and his power level finally settled down and stopped rising.

"L…. Low grade of the gold realm… when did the hosts of guardian spirits become so powerful?" The wingman priest of the holy church was shocked by Cyrus new power level and he couldn't help but feel less secure.

Who knew that the various hosts of the various guardian spirits were this strong?

He initially thought that Derik was the most powerful man in Gyro at the moment but after seeing Cyrus act, he had this feeling that if the death mage and life mage should risk their lives in a battle against each other at this very moment, Cyrus is most likely going to be the victor here or both will end up killing each other. He couldn't see a scenario where Derik comes out on top. Though the second option where they both end up dead is the most likely outcome for him.

"I FOUGHT THE FALLEN ANGEL OF LIFE SAMAEL WHEN I WAS STILL STUCK AT THE LOW GRADE OF THE BRONZE REALM, AND HERE I AM STILL STANDING… A MERE ANGEL LIKE YOURSELF DARES TO STAND AGAINST ME? HAHAHAHAHAHA! VERY WELL THEN, YOU CHOSE YOUR PATH! I WILL ERASE YOU FROM THIS WORLD!!!" Cyrus' angelic temperament quickly vanished and he began roaring and gloating like a ferocious beast. For some reason he acted just like Derik, the similarities made Kalos chuckle. It seemed to two friends always end up influencing the other character in so many ways

"SPLIT THE SKIES… SHATTER THE HEAVENS!" Cyrus roared and the size and power of his golden divine broadsword doubled instantly!

The reason why Michael chose the guardian weapon part for him instead of the divine guardian path was simply that the first was a bit more reliable. The power of the divine guardian path is fixed and based on luck, if your angel is strong you are lucky but then again it purely relied on the power of the angel entirely. Meanwhile, the guardian weapon path is quite unique, the guardian weapon has always been one grade above the strength of the user and as the power of the user rises, so does the power of the divine weapon. Even though the divine guardian path ensures safety for a while but when the user meets foes in the same realm with the angel what happens then? What happens when the user eventually surpasses the angel? What use is the contract at a time like that?

Now that Cyrus had a cultivation base of the low-grade gold realm, his guardian weapon was naturally at the mid-grade of the gold realm. By activating the ability of his guardian weapon which increased its power and size twofold, Cyrus divine weapon had enough power to rival low-level peak gold realm attacks!