Chapter 1721 Godslayer's Plan
Godslayer had a simple plan.
By providing the Shadow Aura he had kept around for a long time to Alex, he wanted to use the anger and hatred Alex felt to turn the Shadow Aura into Darkness aura.
Once the conversion was complete, he would take it back.
However, he had miscalculated just how strong Alex's anger would grow to be after being fed by the Darkness aura.
Godslayer was busy the entire time making sure that the Darkness aura was not destroyed by Alex's body. With that, he didn't have enough ability to also take it back at the same time.
He watched Alex fight, consumed by his hatred and the subsequent corruption, killing everyone around him with no mercy. Alex's fight was a reflection of his past self, and how he was.
Following his hatred, Godslayer's only thought was to kill and destroy the gods. Was he this lost too when he fought?
He knew he wasn't corrupted enough that he couldn't think straight back then, but there were still aspects of him that were definitely mutated due to the Darkness. Would this bring him back to how he was?
Godslayer watched Alex fight with no care for his body, nearly giving his own life to satiate his hatred. This was bad.
Alex killed more and more, and soon every human in the area was dead or had long since run away, and the only thing that remained around Alex were the blood beasts.
Lost in his hatred, Alex started attacking his own Blood beasts.
"Stop!" Godslayer shouted when he realized what Alex was doing. "Don't! Those are your own beasts."
But Alex would listen. Darkness had taken over him and all he wanted to do was kill those around him, regardless of who it was that was there.
"What have I done?" Godslayer asked himself in a somber tone as he watched the blood beasts get massacred one by one.
The Blood Beasts were somewhat intelligent at the Saint, so when Alex started attacking mindlessly, they knew they had to do something. They couldn't fight back against their master, however, so they chose to run away.
When all the blood beasts were gone or dead, Alex could only float in the air, looking for new opponents.
Instantly, Godslayer started drawing in the Darkness aura. He got back only a tiny amount at first, but that was the hardest part. Once there was less Darkness Aura for him to protect from Alex's body, the more he could focus on drawing in.
As such, the amount of Darkness aura that he managed to draw in grew exponentially with each passing second.
He felt the Darkness aura that came in through Alex and saw how potent it had become after lingering in his anger and hatred for so long.
'That kid really was hiding a lot of feelings underneath his facade of normalcy,' Godslayer thought. If there was anything good that came out of this incident aside from the Darkness Aura, then it would be the fact that Alex had gotten the chance to act on his anger.
That would certainly lessen the burden on him and help him deal with his immediate anger issues.
Alex had thankfully stopped moving altogether, and that aided Godslayer in taking away the Darkness aura without any hindrance.
Alex's body started losing the corrupted properties such as the black eyes, dark veins, and the dark ooze that flowed through his veins.
They were all sucked in by Godslayer, using his Darkness Dao, and they were all now gathered around Godslayer like a thick cloud of Darkness.
Once Godslayer was all done, he finally sighed in relief as he realized that he hadn't been too late.
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The feeling of lucidity that flowed into Alex after listening to the words of the distant voice was one that he would likely never forget. It was as if he had been burning and in pain all this time, and someone had finally decided to pour a bucket of water on him.
His mad rage was slowly dissipating and all that was left was a hollow feeling of nothingness. But even that nothingness was one of the best feelings he had felt in a long time.
Alex felt weak. Incredibly weak. He could tell that he was mostly out of Qi, and didn't even have any blood aura to turn into Qi.
The memories of what he had done returned as he watched the surroundings. All the different bodies of the beasts he had killed floated around him in the water that was murky from all the death.
He took a deep long look at everything, taking it all into memory. What had happened to him?
"Godslayer?" he called out slowly. "What did you do?"
"What I felt I had to," a reply came back. "Although, I'm sorry I wasn't able to stop you in time. You might have killed all of these beasts, but the fault is on me."