The room looked simple, everything was made of gold with four golden pillars at the center of the room. Between the pillars was where the supreme being was seated surrounded by a handful of angels. At the corners of the rooms stood even greater beings, each brimming with the power of various elements. But even then none of them dared look the creator in the face.
If Derik and Cyrus were here, they would be shocked to see Demos and Michael present. These beings were staring at the empty space, yet they could easily see the battle going on in the continent of Aldemar. As much as they couldn't interfere with the battle of mortals, it didn't stop them from feeling greatly impressed by Gin's actions. Unknown to the other supreme masters of the continent, a second before his death, Gin's finally broke through and reached the low grade of the gold realm. It's only sad he didn't live to enjoy the new level of strength he acquired, instead, he focused all that power on suppressing the explosion and safeguarding everyone he cared about.
"What a valiant soul… reaching the gold realm at his final moments of life… You are truly a rare being… Maybe if you were given a few more decades, you would have broken into the realm of the demigods and surpassed all mortals… Unfortunately, your luck wasn't as good as your talent and I also regret the fact I couldn't step in, if I did the other old gods will be alerted… The least I can do for you now is put your soul to good use… I will your power to create another demigod amongst my angelic army" The voice of the being seated on the throne was neither masculine nor feminine.
Even though the being spoke such kind words, everyone present knew it didn't mean a single word it said. The greed oozing out of the creator was enough to make the guardian spirits look away in disgust, unable to watch another outstanding mortal be used to further its agenda! The hands of the creator stretched forth, and even though it moved slowly and didn't seem to be going anywhere, in particular, it was actually crossing different spaces and dimensions, until it reached the human settlement where Gin drew his last breath.
"AND WHO SAID YOU CAN CLAIM THIS SOUL FOR YOURSELF? YOU ANCIENT BEINGS HAVE BECOME TOO ARROGANT!" a familiar voice shook the heavens and made the hearts of the guardian spirits tremble in joy and excitement!
As the godly hand reached for Gin's soul, chilling green flames invisible to the eyes of the mortals quickly consumed it.
Before the creator could still recover from the shock, a wave of golden heavenly flames engulfed its hand as well and but surprisingly, the death flame from Derik and the life flame from Cyrus did not resist each other. Instead, they blended in perfectly to create something greater than the expectations of the guardian spirits and the creator.
"Arrrgh!" The creator cried out in pain and quickly retrieved its hand, stunning the heavenly beings and the guardian spirits.
Right before everyone's eyes, two figures appeared around Gin's soul, shielding it with their body. Their aura was not as oppressive as the guardian spirits expected but for some reason, they couldn't gaze at the face of these two beings without their heads aching and their vision blurring!
"Who!"
The creator roared furiously will raising its hand to reveal severe burn wounds wreaking of both life and death aura. A red spear soon appeared in the hands of the creator as it looked down at Derik and Cyrus who both felt the threat of death as well but they didn't flutter or retreat. Instead, they stood there and gazed at the skies with an indifferent look on their faces, it looked like they were begging the creator to attack them and this enraged the supreme being even more.
"I WILL NOT LET YOU!"
Demos suddenly appeared in front of the creator and his death aura quickly turned the well-lit room into complete darkness. But this only lasted for a second as the overwhelming power of the creator quickly crushed his and sent him flying into a corner of the room.
"Lay your hands on the salvation this world needs and you will have us, the guardian spirits of this world to deal with" A being with glowing blue eyes standing in a dark corner suddenly roared.
Lightly power began crackling around it as its oppressive aura befell the angelic beings surrounding the creator forcing them all to kneel.
"You dare defy me, lightening guardian spirit… Do you think you can actually subdue me, even with the help of the all powerful angel of death, Demos" The creator sneered with disdain in his eyes but even then the guardian spirit did not back off. Instead, its power even rose and its aura kept gathering.
"We may not be enough to defeat you… But don't think you will leave here in perfect condition! If the guardian spirits join hands, I am confident we can deal a crippling blow before our deaths… Then you will not only lose your chance to fight against the other old gods in equal terms but you will also lose your trump card against them… Us!" A feminine voice belonging to a being made up of only roots and vines echoed from one of the corners. If Francis were here, he would have been shocked to find his guardian spirit here.
Seeing the determination in the eyes of the other guardian spirits, the creator could only curse them in silence!