Chapter 419 - 419: Genocide

For many present in the massive hall, they couldn't understand why Lucia seemed annoyed by the fact that Alfred had spoken twice but for Derik, he couldn't help but feel pissed off. The fact that a mere mortal like Alfred could resist his death gaze twice through sheer will keeps reminding him that in this world, he is nowhere as strong as he should be. At his current level, he is no different from a mere mortal with some fancy and flashy powers. At this moment he was no different from any supernatural being in this world, he was only slightly stronger!

And he can still be killed!

With a wave of his hand, Alfred was pulled out of the crowd of nobles and pulled towards him by an invisible force. The expression on Derik's face was not that of anger or rage but confusion! He knew Lucia's backstory and he knew how his parents abandoned him, waiting for the disease to take his life. He couldn't tell for sure if this was love or something but, in his opinion, no such feelings should exist between the two.

Was it that these are his true feelings?

The revelation of his son's death must have triggered something within the man that must have granted him so much willpower that allowed him to resist his death gaze twice.

"Love within family… that's how it should be but things are not always that way" Derik was speaking to himself.

He could remember his past life where he was betrayed by the only two people he could call family and how he was betrayed by Blake whom he picked up and took in as his sworn brother! The word family always gave Derik a painful sting, followed by bad memories.

"Your son is dead, just like he was meant to… I am Derik Angus and you should be afraid of me!" Derik said while revealing his razor-sharp fangs.

Contrary to his expectations, Alfred wasn't scared by his words, instead, he was saddened by the news of his son's death. He stopped struggling against the invisible force while Derik dropped him gently. He got on his feet and offered King Jules the throne before standing behind him. He could feel the fear in King Jule's mind, he quickly assumed that Derik had changed his mind or gone against his words, deciding to take over the throne.

"I AM DERIK ANGUS, THE GOD OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION IN YOUR RELIGION… YES, WE GODS EXIST!" Derik said as his eyes flared up and a darkish purple aura escaped his body, before shooting into the corpse of the king's guards that approached him earlier.

These men who were once dead, drowning in a pool of their blood began shivering and slowly they rose to their feet with a foul stench of death oozing from them. Their eyes were hollow and there was no sign of life in them but they moved so quickly that one would think they are ghosts and not humans.

Wooosh!

Sprinting into the crowd of nobles, the undead soldiers quickly began slaughtering all those who entertained the thought of involving the church of light in this issue. It wasn't that he wasn't confident in his strength but Derik felt like this isn't the time to make more enemies. He would rather stay hidden for now and build his strength and also trying to get fanatics to work with him, so he chose to use them as a means of showcasing his strength.

"ALL I HAVE TO SAY RIGHT NOW IS THIS… JOIN ME AND I WILL MAKE SOMETHING OUT OF THIS LITTLE KINGDOM… I WILL TURN THIS KINGDOM INTO AN EMPIRE AND THIS WORLD WILL KNOW EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU… ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS WORK WITH ME… AND DON'T BOTHER ABOUT SPEAKING, I CAN TELL WHAT YOU REALLY FEEL" Derik said with a sinister grin on his face.

Soon screams and cries of help could be heard throughout the kingdom. Derik with the undead guards chose to murder all those who were adamant about going against him while he chose to spare the lives of those just scared and wary of him. 

To cover up for his actions, the King, Jules had to declare those noble families as enemies of the crown before leading a small army to wipe out every single member of that household. In a single day, hundreds of nobles died and their blood dyed the streets red. This action reminded Derik of his past life! He remembered days when the empire would turn against him and he would settle it by going on a killing spree. 

The actions of the military against the civilians at the residential area were pinned on the dead nobles and as an act of goodwill, the king formally appointed Lucia as his new adviser. With this, the tension between the royal household and the people lessened and peace returned to the kingdom.

During the first few months since his rise to power, Derik found a way to lock down the Kingdom, preventing emissaries from other kingdoms from walking in. Thanks to his godly senses, he could pick out spies through their thoughts and negative emotions.

Just like Derik promised, King Jule's shaky position as the king was cemented and no one dared talk back at him or question his actions. While the nobles were more scared of Derik who was now living in the royal palace with him, what they didn't know was that King Jules was actually the one ruling. Except for a few times when Derik gave out orders, all the other decisions concerning the welfare of the kingdom were managed by the king. 

What these people didn't know was that Derik never wanted to rule since he considered it hectic and he would most likely end up drawing the attention of the reincarnated new and old gods. All he needed was a quiet and safe environment where he can focus on recovering his strength while trying to figure out where his godly essences are located.