323 Chapter 323

Death aura and life aura leaked out of Derik and Cyrus bodies while a golden spear and bone spear formed in their hands, yet their enemies were yet to take notice of their actions or even spare them a glance, it made them feel like they never existed. Since they both possessed similar aura to their master's monstrous aura, they could cast their spell and go unnoticed. Apart from that was also the fact that they were just at the mid-grade of the gold realm, making them insignificant in the eyes of these people. In the eyes of these demigods, there is almost no difference between Derik and Cyrus and normal people with no powers or supernatural gifts.

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Swoosh!

Demos drifted to the side evading the golden spear while swinging his death scythe at the enemy from the side, hoping to split his body from his waist down in one strike but Michael wasted no time in getting hold of the weapon with his bare hands before thrusting his golden spear forward once again.

Meanwhile, Samael was just like a ferocious beast struggling for its life while he struggled with the golden chains. Each time he pulled and snapped the chains only got stronger and stronger, up to the point that over a hundred golden chains were needed to hold him down completely. The two popes were covered in sweat and they all wore an exhausted look on their faces while they watched Samael completely enter the silver container which was floating right above them. Even then Samael's roars could still be heard and the silver container kept trembling but these popes did not worry sand they focused on casting the final part of the spell, creating the sealing silver lid.

"You should have paid more attention to us" A cold, detached voice echoed in their ears.

Xiu!

Booom!

They reacted pretty quick but by the time they heard the voice, the deed had already been done. A golden aura spear and a bone spear appeared out of nowhere and struck the silver container, creating a shockwave that knocked everyone away, including Derik and Cyrus.

The force was enough to knock them into the barrier protecting the black whirlpool and they felt the powerful suction force of the black whirlpool, pulling them in. They were utterly powerless against this since the power far surpassed their own. 

With no other choice, they could only shot the battlefield a final glance, there they saw the pope's and Michael giving them the death stare, while Demos threw Derik a thumbs up. A small crack appeared on the silver container the moment the two popes lost concentration and before they could realize their mistake, the sealing tool exploded, revealing the enraged Samael.

His facial expression turned soft when he gazed at Cyrus who was been pulled into the whirlpool, giving him a nod and whispering something inaudible to others except Cyrus.

"Thank you" He said.

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Derik and Cyrus soon fell into the black whirlpool hoping to be transported to a place more colorful but to their greatest surprise, there was only darkness. No matter how much they screamed they could never hear each other so they assumed the other was transported to somewhere different just like the guardian spirits said.

According to the guardian spirits, the world will lead them to their inheritance. There was no need to struggle or fear, the process was just like been placed in a deep state of sleep, no one knew how long they will be stuck this way but they will only be ejected out of the black whirlpool when they have completely consumed the inheritance.

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"Well… Now the kids are gone, I can kill you without any concern" Demos said and his aura exploded from 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 at his right side.

Bang!

An invisible force exploded from his body and his muscles began bulging for a moment and the next moment they were soon covered by a thick layer of glittering gold alongside the rest of his body, making him look like a golden statue with a golden halo around his head

True death path: Birth of a litch king!

Demos quickly pulled up the hood of his black robe over his head while his skin peeled off, leaving behind only shiny white bones. It wasn't long before an extra pair of massive black wings sprouted on his back and green flames began dancing in the empty eye sockets. In his right hand was the death scythe and in his left hand was a skull shrouded in a ball of darkish green flames.

"Now… Now… Don't give us that look, did you think the two peerless masters of the past will be easily defeated? Why do you think the other guardian spirits refuse to mess with us even though we have lost most of our powers?" Demos' words struck fear in the hearts of the three demigods.

These three were present when Demos and Samael first released this technique, at first they felt it was something they could handle but now they felt like fools for even entertaining those thoughts. The difference between the time this ability was used in the presence of the hosts and now was entirely different. Demos and Cyrus had become completely different beings, so huge that their heads were above the clouds making Michael and the two popes look like mere flies.

The space around them crumbled and the chaotic energy flowing out of the void restricted the movements of the three demigods. They could only watch in horror as the two guardian spirits gathered their powers for a final attack