239 Chapter 239: Path to freedom 1

Derik and Cyrus dived into the army of fleeing orcs and killed more viciously than they ever had. With a chance of breakthrough right in front of them, they were willing to grab as many souls as possible.

Derik was like a death god, blitzing through the army of orcs while reaping lives at a frightening speed. His actions were so swift and decisive that it looked natural, it was as if he was just born to kill!

"Sweep!!!" Cyrus cried loudly and he waved his hands with great effort.

Suddenly his golden massive broadsword appeared out of thin air, sweeping the orc army like a broom sweeping away dirt! With the massive size of the golden broadsword which was as huge as a small mountain, a single attack was enough to clear a large portion of massive forest in the area, killing thousands of orcs in one go!

Back then they reserved their energy when fighting against the orcs because of the presence of the top tier masters hiding within the army, but now the top tier masters have fled, Derik and Cyrus had no reason to hold back!

"Death magic: Death storm!!!" Derik bellowed as a massive whirlwind made of purely death aura manifested around in, frantically pulling in all the monsters around them. A massive pair of glowing red eyes appeared within the tornado, greedily gazing at the orcs fleeing for their lives while Derik's pearls of laughter echoed all over the continent.

"HAAAAAAA!!!!!" Cyrus roared furiously as he crazily brandished the semi-god tier weapon in his hands, releasing numerous tidal waves made of golden flames, crashing on to the fleeing orcs, tens of thousands of lifeless bodies kept stacking atop each other and the other masters could only watch the one-sided massacre in shock and fear!

None of them were aware of Derik and Cyrus' abilities to use the life force of the dead to strengthen their realm, so they wondered why Derik and Cyrus were so ruthless towards these monsters!

What could they have done to anger these two peerless experts?

ROAR!!!!

Derik and Cyrus aura kept rising and rising until their bodies were brimming with pure energy, enough to make people think they would explode at any time. They roared due to the pain of passing their saturation point and both men abandoned their thoughts of wiping out the orcs, turning into streaks of black and golden light, shooting towards the empire!

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The abrupt disappearance of the two masters stunned everyone except for Kalos, Aldora, and Kaido who were the closest to these two peerless masters of their time. They only shot hateful glances at the other masters present before leading the forces of the twin palaces back to the empire.

"Those two, they have definitely reaped a lot of harvests today…" Kaido snickered.

"Hahaha! I won't be surprised if they break into the mid-grade of the gold realm in just a weak! With the number of souls they consumed, they may even be able to reach the upper limit of the mid-grade!" Aldora laughed.

After becoming an undead under Derik's command, the former bishop may still retain the memories of his previous life but his new life now is dedicated to serving Derik. Seeing his master reach a higher level made him happier than he has ever been in his past life. This was the same case for Kalos, who was also consumed by his determination to make Derik's force the strongest.

With the two monsters gone, the remaining orcs heaved a sigh of relief and continued fleeing, the other masters showed no intentions of attacking them so they didn't have to bother themselves much.

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Derik and Cyrus alone, killed close to one hundred thousand orcs that day, sharing the souls equally. While Cyrus returned to his palace to cultivate and push himself to a higher realm, Derik stepped into his domain where he won't be disturbed.

Within his domain, he sat down in a cross-legged position, and his eyes tightly shut while trying to refine the life force from the numerous souls of the orcs. Standing right in front of him was Demos who kept looking at Derik with an ecstatic expression on his face. The two remained silent for quite a while, making the situation look awkward.

"What is it? Why are you so excited…" Derik couldn't help but ask.

The fact that Demos has lived for thousands of years as one of the first beings in this world means that not just anything could excite him, he has practically seen it all. For something to excite Demos to the point where he is speechless simply means it must be extraordinary and Derik was sure Demos was nit excited because of the breakthrough about to occur.

"Do you remember when we spoke about you becoming a demigod and breaking free from the creator's control, becoming an independent being?" Demos asked with the same ecstatic expression on his face.

"Yes? What about it?" Derik answered slowly while staring at Demos in a weird way.

WOOOOSH!

Demos suddenly moved light lightning, appearing behind Derik with both hands placed on the death mages shoulders.

"Well, this is one of the ways to achieve the goal!" Demos spurted out abruptly.

"How? I only killed a bunch of invaders, how will that make my soul independent?" Derik asked with a confused expression on his face.

"As a being created by the creator, you possess a very small portion of its soul and its soul imprint… It means the creator can take your life with just thought any time it wills and you will always be powerless towards him…" Demos explained.

"And?" Derik was getting a bit impatient.

"To overcome this weakness there are only three ways… The first is to find an opportunity to kill the creator and fuse with its soul, becoming the new creator!" Demos continued speaking, ignoring Derik's impatience.

"Wait, what? Is that even possible?" Derik asked with a dead-serious expression on his face.

"Of course it is… the creator is not the only being bearing the title 'creator', there are other beings just as powerful as it, some even stronger!" Demos exclaimed