[219] Rise of a Demon God

[219] Rise of a Demon God

Chapter 219: Rise of a Demon God

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Ai was startled by the sight in the distant sky, and she wasn’t the only one. Galaxara and her group were even more shaken. The falling body of the dying phoenix found no stop as it crashed down atop a mountain, going still with the flames around its flesh flickering out.

It was too late to help.

“...Fuck.”

Ai wasn't expecting the Phoenix woman to lose, not when she had tapped into a power stronger than usual.

At the very least, she should have held on until Ai could come and help her. Instead, she lay breathless now. She was dead.

“Kek-” the bloody god beside her cracked out a laugh.

Ai turned to look at him with a disapproving scowl. Zarthak, the once proud Lightning God, barely managed to stand in the air with blood dripping from his nose and lips. “Weakling, laughter is rich coming from you.”

He was quite injured, his arrogance shattered by the lethality of Eternal Sorcery. Hearing her words, he growled, “You're done for now, witch.”

Not a breath after he said that fell, the Demonic Phoenix God appeared right before her. It was as if reality had skipped a scene, he was that fast, his fist flying toward Ai’s face. Ai raised her arms to block the incoming attack, forming a defensive spell, and halfway through his punch landed.

The magic shield shattered and the dark feathery fist landed on her face. Ai was shot into the mountain in the far, crashing it into dust.

“Ghr,” Ignaroth grumbled. He turned to Zarthak and said, “Go help Vortigern, I'll take care of this woman.” Zarthak wiped his lip and flew away.

Ignaroth kicked the air and exploded toward the place where Ai crashed. The Eternal Sorceress was already weaving spells, birthing 144 magic circles in the sky, one above the other, like a funnel.

“Eternal Magic,” the Sorceress said. “Rotating Wheel for the Immortal Snail.”

The spell crashed down upon Ignaroth, who tried to brush it off with his Icon and failed, as his speed vanished.

His body grew sluggish, his explosive speed gone, as he barely moved through the air as if swimming through sludge.

He seemed to be covering kilometers in his mind, but space and time folded above one another to form a hamster run wheel, where no matter how many times his wings flapped, he remained in his spot.

Even without the Time Icon shining like a bell, as Ai didn't nearly know enough about the Eternal Sorcerer to bring out his full power, let alone an Icon, she could pull off spells like this.

“Speed O’ Light,” she said, kicking the ground and blitzing toward her target. Instead of relying on an attack spell next, she curled her fist, tapping into her supergirl powerset, and slamming her fist against his face.

The demonic phoenix left a trail of darkness in his wake, as he was sent flying into the Red Sea on the other side of the tower.

“Looks like he's not that dangerous, tsk,” Ai clicked her tongue as she flew towards the sea. A pang of guilt was spasming her heart, she should have picked on him earlier instead of letting Ranefer handle him. While he certainly had immense firepower, it was hard to counter something like time magic. So-

“YOU HAIRLESS MONKEY!” A loud, domineering voice shattered through the skies. The authority of a deity filled the air to the brim.

Besides the already radiant [Phoenix Icon], a second hexagon shape began to shine. It didn't belong to someone else, no, it came from the same source. The Demonic Phoenix God of Destructive Flames rushed at her like a comet with two Icons above his head.

The [Destruction Icon] manifested itself in this lower world. Reality crackled like spider webs just from its pressure.

Ai tried to form spells, but the magic circle fractured when the Phoenix set his eye on it.

A dark and deep aura of black flames surrounded the phoenix as he approached Ai. From his enraged bloodshot eyes, accompanied by the trail of blood on his nose, the double Icon took an immense toll on him in this suppressed world.

However, it was worth the table because Ai’s spells were powerless against it.

Ai crossed her arms when she realized spells wouldn't work, intending to block the fiery punch thrown her way. Instead, the punch melted through her forearms, through flesh and bones, and slammed into her face. Fire melted away the skin of her lips, leaving bone teeth open, and sending her flying a dozen kilometers away.

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“Aah,” she rubbed her neck, smirking while wide eyes watched her from all directions. “It feels weird to be in a female body. Wardrobe, eh?”

Barely any semblance of Ai’s mind remained in the body. The Venerable One looked around, eyes falling upon the injured girls, and then at the enemies. The Demon Gods were sweating.

Why wouldn't they be? The entire blood tower's demonic energy swirled over her head, and the aura of the Heavenly Demon filled the North Pole.

“Who the fuck is that?” Zarthak asked, while his companion, Vortigern, trembled on his spot. The Phoenix God flickered from his spot, vanishing. He, however, didn't reappear beside Ai to attack her, like how some expected. Instead, he was nowhere to be seen.

The presence of the Heavenly Demon was too much for these Gods. Her demonic aura was far more than anything they could express.

In Aqua's 9th life, he only became the Venerable One after a thousand years of cultivation. In his initial centuries, he rather went by the alias of the Heavenly Demon. The concept of the heavenly demon came from Murim, it didn't exist in that xianxia world. He actualized that name in that realm for the first time, as the leader of the Demonic Cultivators. His demonic aura was unmatched.

Her lips curled up. She let out an echoing laugh. “Amusing little rats, must I deal with you first before I devour those girls?”

Her eyes flickered to the injured woman, pausing when she saw Ruby. The blonde girl was injured and bloody, and yet instead of sympathy, lust was the first thing that flashed before The Heavenly Demon’s eyes. She licked her lips at her daughter's figure, while the others shivered. Nobody missed her gaze, they trembled in nausea.

“This bitch has gone crazy!” Zarthak let out a burst of laughter, kicking the air and rushing toward her. “I don't know how you manipulated that aura around you, but your show ends here!”

His whips charged with divinity, and demonic horns grew out of his forehead. Instead of playing around, he tapped into his ultimate technique.

The clouds crackled blue, and his whips were covered in an electric aura that sizzled through the air. Reality melted, and his whips slammed forward at the speed of lightning, intending to cut her head clean off her shoulder.

The music grew louder in the sky. She chuckled, raising a forearm. “True Demon Sword Art,” she said, her hand letting out a crimson aura. The sky grew red, and she waved it downward, “Crimson Annihilation, the Swordless Devastation.”

While her forearm came down, the clouds split up in the sky. A titanic blood-red sword shone brightly as it cut through space, rushing downwards at a speed beyond understanding.

When Zarthak was ten meters away from her, the titanic sword crashed down on him. It happened instantaneously as the Heavenly demon didn’t cut only him, but the space between them too, he barely raised his arms to block it. The weight of a planet befell his shoulder, while his arms fell from their place.

“True Demon Fist Art,” she stepped forward, her fist curled back, “Scarlet Annihilation Fist.”

Her punch shot forward. A wave of redness flew forward, shaped like a fist, the size of a tank. Like the slash before it, it twisted space and simply appeared on Zarthak’s face. The outer god was shot backward and tossed through the air. As the others began to hear the name of the technique, The Heavenly Demon already had Zarthak’s head between her hands.

“True Demon God Art,” she smiled gently. In the sky, one of the three of the blurry icons cleared for a moment. The Blood Icon shone. Demonic aura slammed into the Demon God's brain through his ears, swelling up inside. The outer god resisted, trembling on his spot, trying to attack Ai, but resistance was futile. Her grin widened, “Infernal Eruption, Grasp of the Demon God.”

God of Lightning, Zarthak, exploded like a blood star, splashing blood all over the snow. Yet not a single drop touched her, crimson mist clouding around her, complementing her charm as her smile turned euphoric. Licking her lips, she slowly turned to the other remaining outer God, the little turtle.

“Ahhhn... You’re a durable one, aren’t ya?” she blinked, and suddenly she stood before him, fist pulled back. “Good, I’ll enjoy the look in your eyes as you see your shitty little Icon crumble before true power.” The True Demon Fist Art struck ahead.

Everyone watched in shock, as well as disgust at the demonic energy, as Ai – the Immortal Venerable – manhandled the God whose turtle shell couldn't help him against the demon.

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