181 Chapter 181: Death of a bishop

In just a few seconds after Cryus' heroic entrance, Aldora was surrounded by numerous silver realm elites. The cries of joy and triumph of the bronze level warriors and mages who couldn't join the battle taking place above the clouds echoed all through Gyro, indicating the defeat of an enemy. With this alone, Aldora could tell he was the sole surviving member of the holy church branch in Gyro.

How did this happen?

How did they fall so far?

It all happened too quickly and he could tell he had lost his advantage, his death at the hands of these heretics was only a matter of time. His only option at this point is to escape with what's left of his strength.

\"To think I will live to see the day where a youth possessing the life element will join hands with death to purge good… Our ancestors must be disappointed child!\" Aldora in his deity state remained neutral as if he was not scared of the current situation as he spoke. He decided to go after Cyrus first maybe if he could get this kid to join him, their chances of victory would rise by a reasonable margin.

\"Our ancestors? Last I remember I sent one of them running with his tail, shamelessly dangling between his legs… My guardian spirit called him Samael the fallen if I'm not mistaking, he is the infamous ancestor of the holy church right? Pfft! So weak!\" Cyrus spoke with a disgusted expression, not daring to hold back in this matter.

But even after that, the expression on the face of the massive Aldora deity remained the same, neutral as always. He let out a sigh before gripping onto the hilt of the golden scythe tightly before speaking.

\"I guess I will have to purge this world of you then… The next Life magic guardian spirit host will receive proper orientation, he or she will not follow this same part. This I promise you\" Aldora said with a soothing, calm voice which could make normal people think that this was a god who truly felt bad when condemning one of his creations.

\"You can try to purge me, I don't mind killing another high ranking member of the holy church in one day, False god…\" Cyrus delivered Derik to one of silver realm elite, before taking a few steps forward towards Aldora fearlessly.

Every other person present moved back by at least fifty meters, leaving enough space for both of them to battle. It was pretty reasonable for them to be wary of the man capable of putting the death mage in such a terrible condition, though they assumed that this was only possible because the death mage was worn out mentally from the numerous battles he has gone through.

\"You chose death my boy…\" A sinister grin appeared on Aldora's initial perfect face when he realized that everyone was giving him enough room to battle Cyrus alone.

His initial intentions were to recruit the life mage in order to reduce the overall strength of the allied Gyro forces and add to his own. If this plan is not feasible, the next best thing is to eliminate the Life mage and these people have created a perfect condition for him to achieve this goal.

Roar!

Cyrus was the first to make his move, quickly gripping onto the void tightly and pulling down. Instantly golden light flashed above Aldora and the divine massive broadsword appeared, hacking down at him mercilessly.

\"Hahahahaha! The death mage possessed more powerful techniques, yet he couldn't survive a single blow from me… Who are you to challenge me!\" Aldora's golden face twisted even further as his sinister grin widened.

Pow!

With one of his hands, he punched out, towards the divine guardian weapon and a golden energy fist appeared above his head, slamming into the guardian weapon. While this took place, he took the opportunity to brandish the golden scythe at Cyrus.

\"Tch!...\" Cyrus remained calm in this situation, clasping his hands together while revealing the massive divine aura hidden within his body

\"Life magic: Heaven's gate!\" Cyrus cried and a massive gate almost ten meters tall and seven meters wide appeared behind Aldora. The divine gate was sealed with numerous ancient seals of all manner showing even the life mage has been denied access to the resting place of the just by his very own guardian spirit, completely different from the accursed gate of the underworld which was open to the death mage at all time. With this simple gesture, everyone could tell the relationship between the life mage and his guardian spirit was nowhere as good as that of the death mage and his guardian spirit.

\"Capture!\"

Cyrus was totally focused on the battle at hand, quickly summoning thousands of divine chains from the heavenly gate, binding all the limbs of the deity, Aldora. Even though this could not completely stop Aldora's movements, it effectively reduced his attack speed by a huge chunk, allowing the divine massive broadsword to make it in time to parry the scythe aimed to take Cyrus' life.

\"Ha! If this is the power you claim you used to defeat Derik with just a single blow, then I'm disappointed in both you and Derik!\" Cyrus laughed as he ordered his sword telepathically to continue its assault on the bound deity, Aldora.

Hearing this, Derik and Aldora almost spat out blood due to anger. In fact, Derik had the urge to fly up there and beat the crap out of Cyrus and the deity, Aldora but his injuries prevented him from moving. At this point, he wasn't only physically damaged but the was also mentally exhausted. It felt like his mind was filled with mists, making it hard for him to think properly. At this point, he could only wait and watch the wound on his chest recover at a fast pace while purging all the life aura in his injuries, preventing it from healing even faster.

Aldora at this point was placed in a very tough position. The difference was quite visible from the few exchanges between him and Cyrus. Even though his light magic attacks possessed higher power, it could not completely obliterate Cyrus' life magic attacks even though it was obviously at a weaker level.

INJUSTICE!

The resentment he had in his heart for the creator even grew wider after this experience. Even though he could shatter the chains binding him with some effort, Cyrus' guardian weapon kept assaulting him, giving him little or no time to free himself. Also, since his movements were restricted to a certain level, he could barely defend properly against Cyrus' attacks leaving him with numerous deep wounds, each time the divine massive broadsword successfully struck him. In just a few seconds the tide of battle had changed and Cyrus seemed to have the advantage in this battle even without the removal of his limiters. The stunning power Cyrus was showcasing won the hearts of all those who saw this and they even began to doubt that Derik could actually match Cyrus in combat, they assumed Cyrus was always going easy on Derik because of their relationship in the past.

Even Derik was momentarily shocked by the sudden outburst of power Cyrus was displaying but it soon became clear to him what Cyrus was actually doing. Since the life mage forcibly collected the souls of those who perished in this battle and he lacked the necromancer path through which he can utilize them in battle, Cyrus chose to burn the life force of these souls as a power source to temporarily boost his overall power, ultimately destroying the soul, erasing it out of existence! Even though these are the souls of the members of the holy church, Derik was not fully in support of this method but chose to shove it at the back of his mind and focus on purging the light aura remnants in his body.

\"Arrrrrrrrrgggggggh! You will pay for this with your life!\" Aldora roared with an intense hatred for Cyrus glowing in his ferocious eyes.

He ignored the divine massive broadsword hacking down at him, instantly reaching for the hourglass floating at his right side, pulling the chains along the way!

Swoosh!

Bang!

Golden blood poured out of what remained of one of Aldora's six golden hands which were completely severed by the golden divine broadsword. Aldora completely ignored this, focusing all his attention on the hourglass in his hands! Wicked lights shone in his eyes as he applied more pressure and visible web-like cracks began appearing on the strange golden hourglass.

Swoosh!

Bang!

While this happened, Cyrus was not idle. He skillfully controlled his guardian weapon, successfully chopping off two other hands successfully. Murderous intentions diffused from his body as he aimed to decapitate Aldora with his next strike but the bishop was not willing to go down easily, sacrificing another hand just to prevent the guardian weapon from reaching his head.

Crack!

Bang!!

\"Hahahahahaha! It's all over boy!\" Aldora laughed hysterically as he finally shattered the hourglass.

The golden sand in it escaped and soon grew, multiplying at a terrifying rate until it could create golden sandstorms.

\"Kill!!!!\" Aldora barked with reddened eyes as he ordered the golden sand to act on his behalf.

Soon a tsunami of golden sand swept towards Cyrus, forcing him to retreat continually. All those who stood behind him quickly disregarded their honor as silver realm elites and fled for their lives. The silver realm youth who was holding on to Derik, dragged him along while he tried to flee but surprisingly he was pushed away by the death mage.

\"This….!\" Cyrus spat out another mouthful of golden blood, staining his royal guard attire while he struggled against the golden sand with his divine guardian weapon. For some reason, the sand was heavier than it looked! It felt like a hundred mountains were placed on his back and he felt like he would break at any moment.

\"Hell no! Silver level secret combat technique: Werewolves roar!\" Derik roared creating a five-meter tall darkish purple wolf avatar with fiery claws. Its eyes were filled with darkness with tiny darkish purple flames burnt weakly within the dark eye sockets.

\"GO! Shriek of the dead!\" Derik panted weakly as he spoke and the werewolf avatar let out a ferocious roar as it stormed towards the golden sand tsunami, slamming into it.

Bam!

Bam!!

Bam!!!

Derik and Cyrus combined strength was enough to slow down the golden sand advance, giving them enough time to face Aldora with mocking smiles.

\"If this is the so called trump card you have… then I'm quite disappointed…\" The former majestic Cyrus who looked rough now due to the encounter with the golden sand spoke in a mocking tone.

\"And we are yet to release our limiters… Truly if we wish to take this old man seriously, any one of us can defeat him single-handedly…\" Derik yawned as he spoke.

The act from these two penetrated the inner depth of Aldora's heart and he finally lost himself to his rage.

\"None of you will leave here alive!\" He roared and poured in a huge chunk of whatever was left in his mana reserves into the golden sand and its size increased drastically!

\"Dummy…\" Derik and Cyrus chuckled wickedly as he retreated while pulling away from their wolf avatar and divine guardian weapon which was keeping the golden sand at bay, letting the golden sand tsunami surge towards them like a tidal wave.

\"Back to you!\" A gentle voice echoed in everyone's ears just before the golden sand could completely devour Derik and Cyrus. A massive silver portal opened just inches away from them, utilizing its powerful suction force to drag in the gold sand mercilessly.

At this point, Aldora could feel the end is near but it was already too late to run. Six portals suddenly appeared around him, one above and the other below. One at the left and the other at the right with the last two right in front of him and the last at his back.

Bam!!!

Golden sand poured out of these portals constantly crushing Aldora who was at the center. This move came instantly and its power was terrifying enough to quickly bind the bishop, preventing him from busting out even with the power of his deity state. Even though he could control this golden sand with his mind, his was caught off guard by this surprise attack and when the sands hit him, he lost all his power to reason under the intense pain, the only option was to scream and howl in pain, hoping that it would reduce the pain he felt

This continued for seconds and soon the screams and cries of the bishop could barely be heard. With that done, Kuen stepped forward releasing an almost transparent aura from his body. The gravitational aura was directed towards the golden sand as he skillfully guided the sand, forcing it to take the shape of a massive ball with Aldora still trapped within. No one knew if he was still alive or dead but in reality, they didn't really care.

'It's over!\" Kuen's expression turned cold as he urged his gravity powers and the giant golden sand ball began compressing. This continued until Kuen was unable to continue.

\"That's okay… he's dead\" Cyrus said indifferently and Derik nodded casually to support his claim. As both of them were really sensitive to people's life signatures, they could easily tell that Kuen's final actions snuff the life out of the bishop.

An invisible white light slowly escaped the giant floating sand ball, flying higher into the sky. Cyrus and Derik were delighted to see this…

ALDORA'S SOUL!

\"I don't think so…\" Derik mumbled as he grabbed the void viciously and pulled, forcibly dragging to soul towards himself. He was expecting Cyrus to join the struggle for the gold realm mages soul but to his greatest surprise, Cyrus didn't make a move.

\"You contributed the most… it only natural you get that one\" Cyrus could easily tell what was running through Derik's mind so he chose to explain.

Derik only nodded in response while absorbing the soul. His eyes revealed a darkish purple glow as if he was revitalized but his complexion remained dangerously pale. He may have received some energy but that didn't mean his condition has gotten any better.

\"Don't rejoice yet…we still have trouble waiting outside the gate… To tackle this issue a show of strength is extremely necessary!\" Kalos suddenly reminded them of the enemies waiting outside the Kingdom's walls.