Chapter 547: Zera's True Death

Chapter 547: Zera's True Death

Chapter 547: Zera’s True Death

“The void was absolutely still as Zeras looked at the area with furrowed eyebrows.

It should have been a question of alarm of how the future self has even been able to bring him out to the timelines of his supposed future death.

It sounded like something impossible but since he was also aware of the fact that the person beside him also came from a future timeline.

“So where am I here?” He asked with a raised eyebrow as the golden-haired Zeras turned his eyes towards him,

“Soon...” He said and less than 40 seconds later, Zeras could suddenly feel a figure materialize out of the empty void of air, a figure with white hair and astral blue eyes...

“Hmmmm, isn’t that me?” Zeras asked as he looked at the figure and saw that it was no different from the him of right now.

But something was different about him.

His robes were in a color of crimson, and behind his back, there were around ten spears, flaring with strange golden energy, and whose heads were currently ripping out of his chest.

The Zeras immediately on materializing out of the void, looked around with unsettled eyes, his eyes filled with fear and regret and he kept looking at the void where it came from as it immediately tried entering the void and quickly running away, but in the next second, a scaly hand tore out of the head, grabbing him by his neck, as the Zeras frantically struggled against the figure’s hands which were to absolutely no avail.

And that was when he finally stepped out completely and there were far from being a single person, in an instant, the void that Zeras was in was filled with thousands of some strange alien race.

They seemed to have been made of golden scaly rocks, and they all had strange four hands, each of them having no difference to each other, and all of them having spears in their hands.

The same spear that was currently ripping into Zeras’ behind and sticking out of his chest...

“Hmmm,” Even with the sight, Zeras had no change in his expression at all even as the figure holding him in his neck tightened his hold on his neck, causing his eyes to bulge out before he was roughly thrown onto the empty void of space, where he coughed out a massive amount of red blood.

BAAANG

BAAAMG

The sound was like the entire world were crashing together as the creature stamped its legs on the Zera’s head hundreds of times, until his skull and brain matter were crushed into pieces, and Zeras could feel life drain out of the body of the Zeras on the ground....

But he died, with his hands stretched towards the two heads that were clearly severed on the ground...

And once he had been dead, the humanoid four armed figure bent and scooped some blood pouring out of the squashed head before rising up.

“The Evil Anomaly, and the one most closest to heart, and who might try to seek revenge for his death have all been wiped out from the universe, Our mission has been completed...” The figure said with a dignified voice as he slowly took to the sky, followed by the other hundreds of figures, as the void was reduced to silence...

The entire void remained quiet as Zeras and the golden-haired Zera looked at his corpse, for an unknown amount of time, until a star finally passed by the three bodies, its power blowing them into ashes, finally erasing every remnant of Zera remaining.

“It’s been already more than 100 years since we have been watching this, and more than an hour in your true timelines. Let’s return, now...” The Golden-haired Zera with emotionless eyes as he placed his hands on Zera’s shoulder, and then he once more clapped his hands together as both of them immediately disappeared from the timeline...

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Opening his eyes, Zeras found himself standing before the throne room, the golden-haired Zeras staring at him with a curious expression.

“What do you have to say to your own death?” The golden-haired Zeras said as Zeras remained quiet, even though his clenched fist signifies something entirely.

“You were stabbed in the back by their arrows, meaning you had ran away from the scene of the battle, and the one who had suffered your cowardice, were only two people, a cat and a lass...”

“Tell me, how pathetic is it that the only people who will care for your revenge after your death, are no more than 2!?”