Listening to this everyone was left speechless. A lot of supernatural activities have taken place, all in one day, this made it hard for them to process it all. Lucia's sudden change in appearance came as a shock to all those who didn't know him as the god of death and destruction. Right now Derik was putting on his usual sleeveless black and red mage robe with his long flowing black hair which was up to his waist level. He looked more wild but still incredibly handsome and this gave people mixed feelings when they looked at him.
"Hehehehehe! You bastard! When did you awaken!" Derik chuckled as he slowly levitated into the air.
His menacing gaze was fixed on the golden beam of light shooting towards him and he couldn't help but remember Cyrus final moments before his death and the pain he felt when he realized he had just lost his best friend. If gods could cry he would have been doing that already but right now, all he can do is smile.
Bang!
Following a loud sound a second figure appeared in front of Derik. He was dressed the same sleeveless mage attire but this one was white and golden and it carried the empire's royal family crest on it. His eyes were like two bright golden lights and his skin was just as perfect as Derik's. In reality, there was no difference between him and Derik if one should compare their perfect bodies. While he gave off a calm and noble aura, Deirk's aura was wild and exciting. Bring both of them together created the perfect combination.
"Isn't that Castiel? The son of light?" Someone screamed out!
Kastiel is the youngest prince of the empire who began to showcase so much promise and talent just ten years ago. He had extraordinary strength and charisma and wisdom. Even the church of light called him the son of light because of his extraordinary beauty and elegance. He was the one meant to inherit the throne.
"A decade from now " Cyrus answered with his usual charming smile.
"A decade? What the hell?" Derik said as he pondered on this, trying to figure out why he failed to reincarnate at the same time with the others.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
Before he could speak any further more loud sounds could be heard and more people arrived with each and every one of them carrying their own distinct aura. The different aura which Derik could remember clearly. For the first time, a genuine smile appeared on his face as he gazed at all of them and all he could say was.
"Guys…"
Francis god of earth, Ahika the fire god, Cyrus the god of life and creation, Derik the god of death and destruction, Spinx the goddess of lightning, Liana the goddess of the sea, and Typhoon the wind god.
The new names only surfaced during the warring periods in the past, while Spinx was the replacement of Zaylee, the original lightning guardian spirit host who was murdered by Derik in the kingdom of Cato. The other guardian spirit hosts surfaced when the original inhabitants gathered to fight off the invaders. By then Derik and Cyrus were already demigods and all they could do was guide these people and help them attain the inheritance of the god vein.
"I guess the time of awakening is determined by how early you die… the rest of us have been in this world for over fifty years now… we kept living in the shadows while trying to regain our strength but the church of light has been destroying every church dedicated to us, that was until Cyrus appeared ten years ago and now you are here… I guess the entire crew is here now… the new gods, united!" Francis chuckled.
Listening to Francis' explanation, Derik couldn't help but nod in approval. He also realized that the religions that have been springing up since then actually belonged to these guys. Looking at them, Derik realized they were all still at the peak grade of the silver realm, meanwhile, Cyrus was already at the low grade of the gold realm. Unlike him and Cyrus who could attain strength from death and life, the others had to completely rely on the power of the people around them and they weren't really doing well in that aspect.
"But even then… apart from the bishops, you should be able to deal with every other person easily… How could your churches fall so easily? Don't tell me mere mortals were able to best you?" Derik asked with furrowed eyebrows.
Even if these people went ahead to take on bishops of the church of light, he didn't see them losing in any way. He just couldn't understand how gods like them would be defeated by mere mortals.
"I wish it was only mortals we had to deal with…" Spinx smiled bitterly.
"What does she mean by that?" Derik was left confused.
Shifting his gaze to Cyrus, he realized his old friend wore a bitter smile on his face too.
"She means that we are also up against the old gods… somehow the beyond managed to strike a deal with them… their job is to hold us down until the beyond manages to regain its full strength, then their godly essences will be returned to them and they will be free to live their lives as gods just like they did in the past…. If that happens we are done for!" Cyrus said with a bitter smile on his face.
"Those bastards!" Derik's eyes lit up with power as he clenched his fist and cursed the old gods.
He finally realized why Francis and the other new gods were having a hard time. it wasn't because they were weak and couldn't deal with mortals. It's because they were unable to hold out against the old gods. Since these old gods have the backing of the beyond, Derik was sure they would be at the gold realm at least. if that's true the only ones who can stand against them are him and Cyrus.
"Death has returned… This time, I will do well to consume their god souls when I slay them!" Derik hissed viciously.