By the time the powerful warriors and mages were all gone and his strength was not yet at the level which he wished it to be, Samael pushed his attention to the normal villagers and inhabitants of the various kingdoms. Even though they had no cultivation base making their life force almost insignificant, it was a different story if a massive amount of them are slaughtered. In the end, the numbers made up for the lack of quality.
Soon defenseless civilians began vanishing in thousands and soon tens of thousands. It was a dark age for every mortal being and since Cyrus didn't bother what race they were from, all the races suffered equally.
By the time they found out about his evil deeds, Samael had already taken half a step into the true god realm, a realm where Demos could only dream of reaching. It didn't take long before the guardian spirits approached Samael and his supporters and after what could be considered an intense battle, Demos and the other demigods were defeated by Samael.
But of course, Demos did not leave the life guardian spirit uninjured. With heavy injuries, Samael was confronted by the creator whom he battled for months before his defeat. Some say he only lost because of his injuries, some say Samael was just too weak compared to the creator, while others call him a fool but Demos didn't believe any of that. He has always been a close friend to the life guardian spirit and knowing the way he thinks, Demos knew Samael would not challenge the creator if he didn't see a chance of victory.
Maybe it was because he was caught too early and not given the chance to reach the god realm.
Or maybe his injuries were the reason why he lost to the overseer.
But this time is quite different.
The Samael in front of them was bubbling with a power greater than what he had in the past. The moment he stepped into the room, his divine aura spread wide and far, reaching every dark corner of the mighty hall and even purging Demos darkness! And even though he was standing not too far from them, they still couldn't see his face. Their vision blurred and when they persisted, they were inflicted with a powerful headache.
"God realm! The god realm! Samael what did you do!" Demos used his hands to shield the light from his eyes while he spoke.
Upon hearing this some thoughts popped up in Demos's mind, making him tremble with anger. The human invaders had clashed with the wings men in their own lands and won. According to reports, the wingman race was almost wiped out and only a few survived. Those are the ones currently on their way to Aldemar, seeking refuge in the empire Derik had created.
Considering what Samael said it was obvious the wingmen did not lose because the enemy was stronger. They lost because Samael had intervened and used them as a means to strengthen himself! Tens of thousands of people, all with high cultivation base were probably slaughtered by him.
"You bastard! They all believed in you! They considered you their god!" Demos roared in anger as his death aura exploded and began spreading across the room, pushing the light back.
At this point the other guardian spirits and angels took a step back making room for the life and death guardian spirit, meanwhile the creator just sat there, looking at Samael with a face void of any form of emotions. In their opinion, only Demos have been able to face Samael as an equal even in the past. If he is unable to beat Samael now, none of them except for the creator can challenge him.
"What are you talking about? I gave them life… I created that race… I simply took what I gave… This was their true purpose from the very beginning old friend….it was necessary…" Upon saying the last part Samael's body lit up as his golden divine aura shone so bright that everyone in the hall had to cover their eyes.
"Don't you dare use those words on me! You took advantage of the chaos to carry out the same crime you committed in the past… You knew we won't notice… I was sincerely hoping you would change after you chose to take the life mage as your disciple… But I was wrong!" Derik growled and the next moment his aura turned violent and a darkish purple mist diffused from his body shielding his figure. This also prevented the golden light from penetrating.
"Yes, I committed the same crime but for a different reason… I haven't forgotten my promise to take Cyrus as my disciple… that is why I did this… This battle is too big for those two alone… I have seen the strength of the various invaders first hand and when they all gather at Aldemar after wiping out the other inhabitants of the other continents, Derik and Cyrus will be killed as well…. They need someone capable of looking after them... Someone not bound by the creator anymore and that someone is me… that is why I had to do this…. That's the difference between you and me, old friend… while you keep hesitating, I always end up doing what needs to be done to secure a better future for us… It has always been that way… that's why I have always been stronger… that's why I will always be stronger!" Cyrus said