Chapter 485 - 485: Pissed off Cyrus

Blake was still in the mysterious world of the cosmic beings suddenly felt a chill run down his spine as he felt the life element in him getting worked up by an unknown force.

Brrrrr!

Suddenly he received a vision where Cyrus' face became visible and slowly his body appeared as well. Right before his eyes, the golden-colored version of the god of life kept increasing in size until Blake looked more like a child to him.

"You dare lay your hands on what's mine and hurt my partner with it? Interesting! Very interesting! I HAVE A FEELING WE WILL RUN INTO EACH OTHER SOON AND WHEN THAT HAPPENS, AS LONG AS YOU ARE YET TO REACH THE REALM PROTECTOR LEVEL, YOU WILL EXPERIENCE AN ABUNDANT LIFE FILLED WITH SORROW AND AN UNRELENTING SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS!" Cyrus's intimidating image made Blake stagger back in fear and fall on his b.u.t.t. Only then did the image vanish and when it did, Blake realized everyone in the room was gazing at him with a confused look on their faces. They couldn't understand why Blake suddenly got terrified by looking at the empty air, covered in sweat while looking up as if he was gazing at a gigantic mighty figure.

"Cyrus… The god of creation just sent me a message… If I step foot on that god vein, I will not die but 'live'" Blake shuddered in fear as he said the last word. Everyone was shocked as they saw the man who defeated Derik shudder in fear when faced with the life mage is supposed to be weaker than the death mage.

And how can someone make living be so terrifying? Thinking of this, they too couldn't help but shudder at the thought of meeting Cyrus.

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What just happened was a manifestation of Cyrus' anger and Cyrus wasn't even aware of the person holding on to his godly essence. Since Derik's condition was that serious, he opted to focus on saving his life first. To do this he had to analyze Derik's injury and when he realized how grave it is, he couldn't help but curse under his breath.

"Will my master be okay?" Blink asked with a blank face like someone who is lost.

"Derik's injury has been infested with a terrifying amount of Life aura, he has only survived this long because he is strong and that's not even the worst injury he sustained…. The next is his god soul… I believe he was sealed somewhere and in a bid to escape, he damaged his god soul just to summon enough power to break the seal and escape through spatial magic…. For this reason, his strength has dropped from the peak of the demigod realm to the low grade of the demigod realm… It may fall more or just remain stable, I am not sure… one thing I know is that it will take a short time before he is able to cultivate again… his god soul needs to be repaired first before anything else!" Cyrus just gave Blink a rough explanation of what's going on.

Honestly, if nothing is done soon, Derik may die due to the damage his soul sustained. While Derik moved all the souls he consumed to his realm, making it impossible for them to cross over and save him by sacrificing themselves, Cyrus always kept the millions of souls he has consumed all through his lifetime inside him.

The first thing he chose to do was to push his hand into the bloody hole on Derik's c.h.e.s.t and forcefully summoned all the life aura in him towards his hand, ultimately absorbing it like a sponge. After which he began summoning souls he has consumed and using their life force energy to help stop the crumbling god soul in Derik. 

Since Derik's soul is a god soul, it took close to a million souls before Derik's crumbling soul to stop. Preventing a soul from crumbling and healing a damaged soul were two different things entirely! The latter was even more difficult so Cyrus gave up on that without a second thought. 

After successfully pulling out the remnants of the life aura in Derik and then preventing his god soul from crumbling, Cyrus and the others decided to take a seat and watch Derik's revival. His severed arms began to regrow and all the holes on his body slowly healed as well.

"He got lucky his cultivation wasn't destroyed" Tanatos said as he gazed at the unconscious death god.

"He didn't get lucky… DEATH DOES NOT GET LUCKY!" Blink replied coldly.

Cyrus and Clovis slowly nodded their heads in agreement as they began considering the possibility of a god's cultivation getting crippled.

"That won't be fun" Clovis muttered and Cyrus chuckled in response.

BAM!

After an hour or two, Derik grunted as he smashed the table with his fist while getting on his feet. His eyes were filled with darkness, void of any form of light and his complexion was a lot paler than usual. 

"Damn…" He muttered as he placed his hand on his c.h.e.s.t where a hole should be.

"How long was I out?" Derik asked as he jumped down the desk, not minding he had no clothes on.

"An hour, my lord!" Blink hastily answered as he brought a black sleeveless mage robe and offered it to Derik.

"An hour? Hahahahaha… Blake did a number on me …. That punk is more capable than we all expected, he will be the death of us all" Derik let out a dry laugh while he put on the new clothes.

Cyrus has remained silent all this while focused on Derik's facial expression. He could see Derik was tired and unsure of the future! He tried to figure out why Derik was experiencing all these emotions.

Was it because he was too attached to Blake he couldn't kill him due to his emotions?

"I will kill the little brat for you…" Cyrus said indifferently.