314 Chapter 314: Soul pact 1

All this while he felt a bit jealous of Derik's relationship with Demos and kept wondering why his guardian spirit is unable to replicate Demos' feats and sacrifices. Even Ahika was on the right path and just a step away from surpassing him, while he is stuck with Michael who bestowed paths which even priests of the holy church use. In the past, Cyrus simply assumed Michael didn't want to teach him, but now he realized that the fake guardian spirit just couldn't. This explains why a mere light angel like Kastiel dared fight him in the past. It wasn't scared of Michael, but Cyrus was pretty sure no one would dare mess with him if he had someone like Samael as his backer.

"Don't tell me you didn't notice? Guardian spirits cannot be replaced easily… Unless I die, no new guardian spirit wielding the life element can be born… So yes…. Your Michael is a fake" Samael answered after giving the matter some thought.

"Faith power… What's that all about?" Derik interrupted them with an eager expression on his face but he still remained in his werewolf form so his deep, hoarse voice didn't fit the eager expression on his face.

"Should I really be telling you all of this? I came here to kill you all... Doesn't this seem strange to you?" Samael scratched his head, feeling a bit lost himself.

Just the same way Derik and Cyrus were willing to forget about Samael's intentions and learn from him, Samael was also quick to forget his goal and felt quite happy he was guiding two talented individuals, especially since one possessed his element.

"Its because you are still a guardian spirit… No matter how twisted and dark you are within… You are still one of us…" Demos' voice echoed from behind. Forcing Samael to turn his attention to the angel of death.

"What?" Samael frowned at Demos' words but he didn't deny it entirely either. He just stood there and waited for Demos to explain further.

"We are called guardian spirits for a reason… We derive satisfaction when we guide people… We are the ones tasked with creating the new gods and not become the new gods… You lost sight of our true purpose and chose to become a god… that's why you feel empty and that's why I feel satisfied with what I am… That's why I chose to sacrifice my power just to speed up his growth" Demos said.

"And who are you to make such assumptions… what if I just plan to kill them all after speaking to them? what if this is just a parting gift?" Samael sneered.

"Yet you wholeheartedly trust them with your life by turning your back on them while they value you enough not to launch a killer sneak attack" Demos chuckled lightly.

"This changes nothing!" Samael roared and his body generated a blinding golden light which proceeded to create numerous golden tattoos on his body. His skin turned golden while his eyes turned already golden wings were coated in some sort of golden metal of an unknown source. His flaming magic sword appeared in his hands while a golden armor appeared all over his body.

"True Life path: Supreme being of the heavens!"

Upon speaking those words, an ancient scroll appeared by his left and unfolded beside him, following it was an ink jar with a golden feather appearing by his right.

Boooom!

Following the loud bang, the space around them began to crumble and the spatial cracks began appearing everywhere. The life aura which exuded from his body was powerful enough to make it hard for Derik to breathe or even stay airborne, while Cyrus greedily fed on the excess life aura, healing his injured sole at a rapid rate.

"Samael! Do you truly wish to die by my hands!!!" Demos roared in anger.

Seeing Derik suffer infuriated Demos and his aura exploded from his body, spreading like a plague. Instantly his skin pilled off slowly while his body soon began increasing in size. It wasn't long before Demos was a three-meter tall, skeleton dressed in a black mage attire with two pairs of massive black wings. Within his empty eye sockets were dancing green flames and in his right hand was his death scythe but in his left hand was a skull shrouded in darkish green flames.

"True death path: Birth of a Litch King!"

Boom!

Another loud explosion occurred and even more spatial cracks appeared. Lighting sprang out from the spatial cracks, lashing out on everything violently. Thanks to Demos' death aura suppressing Samael's life aura, Derik regained control of his body and he was able to evade the lightning strikes alongside Cyrus and Kaido.

"Is this what you want Samael? A battle between two demigods will leave an everlasting scar on this world and these kids dead… I don't know about you… But I'm not ready to let my student die!" Demos roared.

"If this is the only way of getting what I want… then I have no regrets" Samael's voice lacked conviction as he spoke.

Watching Derik and Cyrus struggle to defend themselves against the void lightning made the fallen archangel feel strange. He repeatedly shot them meaningful glances while waiting for Demos to attack first but that never happened. Demos quietly waited and watched his own friend feel uneasy while trying to pretend he was alright.

Even though Samael is known as the ruthless archangel who betrayed the creator in search of power, Demos knew the fallen archangel as someone who was fed up with the crappy system and chose to do something about it.