247 Chapter 247: Derik Angus cannot be defeated easily

"Bastards!!! Show yourselves!!!" an enraged voice shook the skies of the empire.

Derik's figure instantly appeared above the empire, bringing with it a terrifying death storm that literarily blocked the sun, bringing night time during the day time. The skies were dyed red and the clouds were green, the black hurricane above the empire had already begun to descend, slowly but steadily. Within the deadly storm, Derik's eyes were like two whirlpools, forcibly draining all the sources of light around, Derik's control over his element made it so that he could easily change the battlefield with little or no effort.

Those who witnessed this were stunned and terrified shortly. The power Derik was casually displaying was way above their expectations. Everyone was aware of the conflict between the representatives of the empire and the palace masters of the death and life palace, these stories were considered rumors since the life mage was yet to make a move but seeing the death mage return in such an aggressive manner, they realized this was not just a rumor, it was actually true.

Everyone was quite aware of the death mages temper, when enraged only death and destruction will follow. Without needing someone to urge them, everyone found shelter in any building close by, peeping out the window while waiting for the other gold realm masters to make their move and suppress this crazy death mage! For a while now, Derik has always acted as he wished and even then he has always been backed by the light mage and a few masters, these people still bore resentment for Derik and they were hoping the other guardian spirit hosts will join hands and defeat him. The fire guardian spirit host has always been said to be as strong as the life and death guardian spirit hosts, not to talk of the mysterious nature guardian spirit host whose strength is not inferior to that of Derik. These people sincerely believed that if these two guardian spirit hosts join hands with the other masters of this empire, they will definitely be able to destroy the life and death palace!

The death storm kept descending at a steady speed, looming over the kingdom like a vulture waiting for its prey to take its last breath, yet the people were not flustered, instead, they gazed at the death storm and sneered at Derik. These people were well aware of the capabilities of the spatial barrier used to protect the empire, not only is it strong enough to withstand an attack from a peak gold realm master, but it also prevents people from teleporting into the empire, that was why Derik appeared outside. The spatial barrier prevented people from entering but it doesn't prevent things from leaving the barrier! This could be considered a godly formation in combat, where one can attack the other safely within the barrier while the other will not be able to retaliate, these people were sure that if the gold realm masters joined hands and made use of this advantage, they can easily defeat the death mage. Their assumptions were quite true and accurate but what they failed to understand was that this spatial barrier was created by Kalos! Only a few high ranking members of the empire were aware of this, including the representatives, that's why they didn't dare try to take advantage of this.

"What, what's happening" the people wore horrified expressions on their faces as they witnessed the barrier vanish just before the death storm reached it, allow the black hurricane to enter the kingdom unhindered. Derik's bone-chilling laughter spread across as empire as his speed of descent doubled. A pair of green fiery skull-shaped eyes appeared within the death storm, gazing at the terrified civilians coldly, not withholding his killing intentions.

Are these the people I wish to protect? Are they even worth my care?

For the very first time, Derik doubted his intentions and his goal. His intentions were pure and his methods have always been straightforward and transparent, all he has always wanted is to create a world where people can live without worry about what might happen tomorrow. Ever since he joined the adventurers association and acquired the death guardian spirit as his guardian, it has always been jumping from one battle to the other, fighting, cultivating, leaving him with no time for himself. Derik felt devastated by the kind of life he is forced to live and he sincerely wished no one would go through the same situation. Yes, his methods and crude and heartless but it is effective! Love does not bring a nation together, only absolute power can do this, that is something which none of these people understands.

You do not negotiate with people hell-bent on destroying the peace, you eradicate them. Before acting, he has always given the other masters and representatives some time to resolve the issues their own way, only acting after they fail. Derik has never been hasty in carrying out his judgment and for this, he never really found his actions wrong in any way.

"Since you reject my goodwill, I will definitely end it all today!!!" Derik bellowed furiously and struck down.

"Don't you dare!!!" Francis's voice suddenly echoed from beneath the ground.

Rumble!

Rumble!!

Rumble!!!

Suddenly numerous two-story building-sized vines shot out of the ground, shooting into the death storm relentlessly. The power of nature contained in these vines were so much that even Derik could not make it wither in a few seconds, he was shocked by the discovery!

"He's only a step away from the mid-grade of the gold realm, his abilities have reached new heights!!" Derik muttered while he struggled to evade all the green vines that invaded his death storm. It was obvious Francis was trying to get hold of him directly and for some reason, Derik felt a bit afraid of the vines.

The fact that Francis has always remained reserved and has never shown his true power has always made him the last person Derik would want to battle. The man's control over the nature element is not something that should be undermined, even Derik felt threatened by his existence.

"Francis! Explain yourself!!!" Derik roared as he shot out of the death storm in a bid to escape the vines.

When his death storm dissipated, two figures appeared into sight. They were two figures shrouded in fire and nature aura. Ahika and Francis stood in mid-air at the same level as Derik, staring at him indifferently, as if they did not hear his question. Seeing this, Derik naturally understood their intentions and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Hehehe! Do you think I will be defeated after both of you join hands? Hehehe!!! Good, very good!!! Today I will show you that Derik Angus cannot be defeated easily!!!" Derik bellowed furiously!!!