Those sent as spies to watch the battle were frozen at a spot unable to move as they watched the demonic beasts feed on the enemy forces. Strangely these magic beasts ignored their existence and only focused on the enemy forces. The way they attacked and moved was way too coordinated, making people look at the figure in the sky whose face was hidden within a hood. They kept gazing at the figure hoping to realize his identity but the more they stared at him, the harder it became to see him.Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click <a href="#!_52736893405681622">#!_52736893405681622</a> for visiting.
On this very day, the god of destruction and death made an appearance and murdered all fifteen thousand men sent to burn Kedus to the ground. As soon as the enemy united forces were completely destroyed, the beast of the underworld, took to the skies, surging into the massive bone gate from which they came from.
Boom!
Shooting to the ground like a cannonball, Derik struck the ground so hard that he created a two-meter-deep crater right in front of the small forces of Kedus. He watched the excitement and joy in their eyes and he couldn't help but feel good about himself.
When was the last time someone had looked at him that way?
Only members of the palace of death have ever made him feel this way.
Raising his palm, an invisible vortex appeared above his head, pulling in the souls of the dead. While the soul of people these days are too weak due to the absence of cultivation, fifteen thousand is no small number, and the consumption of all fifteen thousand souls instantly boosted his power from the mid-grade of the silver realm to the peak grade of the silver realm.
"Now you have seen my power, I hope you have no problems with me completely eradicating the church from this kingdom!"
At this level, Derik's eyes were filled with darkness and then a pair of darkish purple flaming skull, dancing in them. King Jules shook his head as he and his men were still tongue-tied by Derik's performance. He was actually expecting a great battle with Derik by their side, casting large-scale spells and after a long and well-fought battle, they will emerge victorious with only a handful of survivors, but this was just too overwhelming.
"I am the absolute… this shouldn't surprise you…" Derik said before shooting toward the skies.
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Bang!
Landing at the Center of the Kedus kingdom was the Cathedral of the church of light in Kedus. The building was surrounded by numerous knights of light and all of them seemed to carry the same aura.
They wreaked of the beyond!
Snap!
Snapping his fingers, the moon vanished and the dark clouds vanished as well, returning night to day. Pushing his hood back, Derik revealed his identity as Lucia leaving the crowd around stunned.
"The holy church has annoyed me, the god of death and destruction… their fate is sealed… Only death awaits them!" Derik muttered as he walked towards the knights of light fearlessly.
"KILL HIM!" someone growled and all fifty men charged forward fearlessly.
"Pointless!" Derik sneered.
His death aura surged forward and invaded the bodies of the approaching knights. His eyes lit up with power as he snapped his fingers, causing all fifty soldiers to explode like balloons popped with a needle. Their cries and pleas for help could be heard as they surged into Derik's body and for a split second, Derik felt refreshed by absorbing the souls of people from this world.
He felt his strength rise considerably and he quickly concluded that this was as a result of the Beyond's blessing placed on them. Since it's part of the Beyond's power, Derik felt refreshed while consuming it.
Bang!
The doors of the cathedral were burst open and Derik stepped in. At the altar ahead were three priests, over twenty knights of light, and a few deacons. Stepping into the church Derik suddenly felt suppressed by an invisible force which made his body feel heavy, golden chains shot down from the ceiling and all parts of the room, lashing on to Derik and binding him thoroughly. Each and every single one of those chains wreaked of the Beyond and this annoyed Derik, he could feel his strength slowly fading as the deacons and knights kept chanting some strange words while approaching. With each chant power flowed into Derik and out, shaving away small chunks of his strength as it continued the process.
"I can't believe father Khalid failed to spot the evil spirit residing in this body… maybe he was not as faithful as we thought," A fat and bald priest said as he took bold steps towards Derik who was chained.
Gazing around, Derik realized he was standing on a strange circular marking on the ground with strange symbols on it. Similar markings can be seen directly above him and on different parts of the room from which the chains emerged from.
"Young… beautiful… perfect… strong… all vanity! I knew Lucia, the cripple oozed of vanity the moment I set my eyes on him… from a cripple to a strong, handsome, and very capable warrior. I knew it couldn't be normal… and then the beasts of the underworld released upon the three kingdoms united forces, yet the so-called great warrior, Lucia was missing from the battlefield… I knew something was up…even a fool could tell you're true identity!" An old man in white robes said with a hint of disgust in his tone but Derik didn't mind.
He could tell that these people were pulling strength from the sleeping Beyond, yet they dare act recklessly in the presence of a true god who put the beyond in the condition he is now. If these people knew who they were trying to perform exorcism on, they would tremble in fear and pee their pants.
Shuuuuuuu!
A strong wind that smelt like death surged into the room as a vicious smile appeared on Derik's face and his eyes lit up with power.
"Even a fool can tell my true identity? Who am I then?" Derik licked his lips as he asked that question.