Chapter 641: Strange Hatred...
Chapter 641: Strange Hatred...
Pressure!
A massive amount of pressure, enough to render a ten thousand meters tall mountain to mere rubble, slammed down on Zeras with a crazy amount of power, so much that his knees buckled from it.
The reason behind it was more than clear. The woman before him was trying to force him down on his knees! He didn’t even know why she had stopped him in place in the first place, when they were instructed to leave. And now she was trying to put him on his knees, without speaking a single word.
ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR
Crimson veins, like the veins of a calamitous devil, wriggled out of Zeras’ face, his expression flickering with bloodlust.
A gigantic ring immediately appeared in the void of space, the pressure on him shattering into pieces, yet that wasn’t all.
“Nine Star Fist, Second Form, Fist of the Angered God!”
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
The space in front of him rippled madly, the entire world seeming to have crawled to an absolute stop from a near death state, yet the phenomenon was forcefully broken when the star fist smashed out with horrifying power, the entire weight of mountains smashing forward towards Morana, whose eyes flashed in shock at the gigantic ring behind Zeras.
Yet her surprised expression faded away, seeing him punch.
“You’re still too young to take a punch at me...” she said to him with a listless expression as her hands slapped forth towards Zeras’ punch.
There was no space ripple at all, no space shattering, almost like a mortal taking an ordinary slap in the air, not even a ripple. Yet Zeras’ face changed, and in the last second, red lightning runes appeared over his fist, adding an extra protective layer before his fist could make contact with her palm.
RIIIIIIIIIIPPPPLEEE
On their contact, the horrifying explosion never came, instead a simple wave of power. Yet Zeras watched an unbelievable thing as the destructive energy that was formerly rippling outwards from the point of collision all suddenly began gathering into her pitch-black palms before...
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
“Impossible!!!”
—
“Strange...” Zeras mused on completely exiting the hall, as he looked back at the portal. He didn’t know why the dark person suddenly attacked him, but from her, he could sense a strange flicker.
The flicker of hatred! An intense, soul-burning hatred that chilled his spine.
He had never seen her before, so how could someone develop such an intense hatred for him on their first sighting!? He was a hundred percent sure he had never even met her before, so why the hate?
“Tch,”
—
“You’re back, boss!” Kenji said out loud as the door opened up and Zeras slowly walked in.
“Your arms are bleeding, boss, and your blood is... black? You didn’t go cause trouble, did you?” Kenji asked as Zeras turned to look at his arm, a deadly light flashing in his eyes.
“The Law of Death,” he thought but shrugged his shoulders in reply to Kenji before entering the mountain abode.
“You hear the news ongoing, boss?” Kenji asked elatedly as Zeras sat on the sofa, directing his energy into his arms to wipe out the death energy inputted into his hands.
“What news is that?”
“All the sect members are planning to join the tower, boss. Some of the inner sect even already joined. And the outer sect members are going to join tomorrow...”
“Oh really?” Zeras asked, focusing utmost attention on the arms. The death energy was even more corrosive than he thought and was like a bee to its honey, refusing to completely leave him alone.
“So what do you say, boss? When are you planning to join?”