242 Chapter 242: Answers 1

With the issues of independence dealt with, Derik was free to let his thoughts wander wide and far. Ever since signs of the invasion began to show, the guardian spirits are not always as available as usual since their side also has to prepare for the upcoming battle which will decide the fate of the inhabitants of this planet. Series of questions sprang into his mind and he knew this was probably the best time to throw them all out.

After considering a few things, Derik concluded that the condition of the various continents was not as bad as it may seem. Even though the ancient dragons were not in a good term with the humans, elves, and lizardmen, they still won't let some sort of outsider invade their domain and drive them out without throwing a punch or two. During his short exchange with the orc chieftain, he could sense the presence of the four ancient dragons, Derik knew they were observing that was the main reason he didn't get flustered at all even when he was overpowered, should the situation turn sour, Derik was quite sure the four ancient elemental dragons would springe into action and join hands with them to defeat their common enemy.

"What are those green beasts? They look like goblin warlords but much stronger... They possess incredibly powerful warriors and can easily overrun the continent if all the forces refuse to join hands…" Derik asked with a frustrated look on his face. He has exchanged blows with those beasts and he was quite aware of their combat standards, even the weakest amongst them possess deep combat knowledge and their fighting techniques could be considered wild, yet refined and effective to an extent.

If any normal bronze level guardian knight should battle an orc head-on, there is an eighty percent possibility that the guardian knight will lose. Listening to Derik's question made the angel of death chuckle while playing with a strand of his long, shoulder-length black hair childishly

"Those things you speak of are called orcs, creations of the war god, Acanthus… A ruthless and vicious being that even terrifies our creator, that's why all his creations are unusually powerful and are skilled in combat… Don't worry, you will soon get to see the creations of the other gods when they find the passageway to this world" Demos answered truthfully…

Hearing this, Derik's eyes dilated as floods of thoughts swarmed his mind and an unusual fearful expression appeared on his face. His grip on the armrest of the bone throne tightened as his complexion ashen considerably.

"This… This is far beyond my expectations… Tell me… Do you think we can win?" Derik asked with a dead-serious expression on his face.

"Win? Nope… The inhabitants of this world will be wiped out entirely… Your people may not even get to see the other creations of the various gods…The orcs your team fought against earlier consists of only one-fifth of the orc population… The clan you fought against is considered the weakest in the orc empire and they were only sent as scouts… The orc chieftain you barely defended against is the weakest amongst the other orc chieftains… When the real war begins, You all will definitely be wiped out before the main war begins…." Demos surprisingly said all this with a straight face.

"What? Then what's the point of fighting if we can only prolong the inevitable? What is the purpose of the three heroes of legend?" Derik asked with furrowed eyebrows and clenched fists.

Derik finally understood why Demos was planning to make him form a mutant soul as soon as possible. This is because the angel of death has already concluded that everyone would be wiped out and his presence will not change a thing, so why wait when he can create the mutant soul now and then wait for the destruction of everything that once lived in the continent.

"Calm down Kid… You are really too young… while you see the destruction I see an opportunity! If you can take advantage of the destruction and push your realm even further with the hundreds of thousands of lives which will be lost in that battle, you will comfortably make it to the demigod realm!" Demos chuckled slyly.

"An opportunity to progress while letting millions of people die for this goal? Is it worth it?" Images of Cyrus, Kaido, Kuen, and even Elsa flashed in Derik's mind as he bellowed furiously.

"And here I thought you have grown past this level and put your emotions aside… Disappointing!" Demos snorted indifferently with a disapproving look in his cold darkish purple eyes.

Derik in response tried hard to control his emotions, throwing his hair back while readjusting his seating posture. After breathing in and out a couple of times, Derik regained his calm and his eyes were void of any form of emotions.

"I am the empire guardian of these people you don't care about… For that sake, I will do my duty as their guardian and defend them!" Derik said those words with a sly smile on his face.

Bam!

"You will die! Even if you join hands with all the gold realm masters in that little empire of yours, You will still be killed! The forces of the other creators are not something a divided world can handle!" Demos spoke with a stern look on his face.

"OOOHHH? I thought we aren't meant to harbor any form of emotions here… Don't worry about me, I'll be fine…" Derik said in a mocking tone.

Hearing this, Demos face turned red due to anger and it looked as if he could spit out fire at any moment, but Derik wasn't concerned, to Demos, he was an investment and hope, although Derik wasn't clear on Demos intentions for him in the future, he knew the death mage would always appear to save his life when the time comes, even if it means breaking the rules of the creator. With the number of sacrifices he has made just to raise Derik up to this level, Demos dared not think ill about this kid, by the way, he is his only 'hope'.

Derik, on the other hand, was not even worried about Demos attacking, even though this is very unlikely, even if it happens, Derik was confident he will be able to defeat the angel of death in his domain. Demos' power has dropped drastically in the last few years, placing him at the low grade of the demigod realm, if there to battle each other here, Derik believed he could drive this ancient being away! Unless Demos is determined to kill Derik and risks his life in that battle, Derik was confident he would not lose!

"Let's not get too excited here" Demos said coldly.

"Excited? I'm merely stating my intentions… Whether you accept or reject does not really matter to me…" Derik spoke nonchalantly.

"You!" Demos sprang on his feet and aura exploded surging towards Derik like a tidal wave!

"Not good enough!" Derik replied with a vicious grin on his face.

An invisible wall appeared right in front of Derik, preventing the demigod's chaotic aura from reaching him, his eyes looked calm and the smile on his face never faded even once. Soon from the darkness emerged numerous undead warriors and mages whom Derik had vanquished in the past, leading them was the gold realm level Shadow lurker.

Soon Derik and Demos were surrounded by the army of the dead which was over three hundred thousand now. Before Demos could react, an extra fifty thousand undead souls appeared around Derik, all possessing terrifying foreign aura. These were the fifty thousand orc's who died at Derik's hands, their massive humanoid bodies shielded Derik's figure from Demos view and light chuckles could be heard all over the domain.

"In this domain, I am the sole god! Even death cannot steal my soul in here…" Derik spoke lightly.