Chapter 132 The Return Of The Monarch Of Life.

On Sylvia's side,

"The monarch of death has not been alive for several thousand years. So who can you be? "She mistrustfully asked for the black dragon who was standing majestically in front of her.

'Even if I can feel the same vital essence as the monarch, it is impossible for him to be alive after his death. We still have his body on the planet of the Punishers, not to mention that this dragon is in the form of a soul like the shadow soldiers that the monarch invoked when he was fighting against a horde. Could it be that he himself has become one of his invocations?' She says to herself while keeping a placid air and calmly analyzing the current situation.

"Death does not exist for someone like me, little Sylvy. Have you forgotten what kind of concept I use? As long as shadow exists in the universe, I would exist. As long as death exists in this world, I too would exist." He said in a thunderous voice that resonated on all surfaces. Then he continued: "I have always sought the truth hidden behind this world. Why were we created? Why did Lady Reha create us, the Punishers and the leaders? To fight between us? What were her plans and objectives?"

Hearing his questions, Sylvia slightly raised her eyebrows with curiosity. "Have you found the truth?" She asked curiously.

"No, these were only my secondary goals. What interested me was not the war against the Leaders, it was to find the being who had given me the powers I possess. And to get closer to this truth, I knew that what I had left was death."

"Death is not an end in itself, it is only one way among many. A war greater than our small insignificant war takes place in the shadow, outside us, of our universe. We, who considered ourselves primordial gods, are in reality only ants in front of them." He said with a sigh of bitterness.

"What do you mean by that? Explain to me in more detail." She asked in a restless voice.

"..."

Seeing him silent in front of her question, she was more than annoyed against the monarch who did not like to speak too much.

"My mission is simple, it is to kill you right here and now. So don't resist and I would grant you a painless death." Suddenly said the monarch in an emotionless tone.

"What?!"

-BOMMM!!

Without notice, the monarch's sharp claws cracked the ground where she stood. His intention was obvious, he wanted to kill her by trampling her.

"Is that what you call wanting to give me a death without pain? Have you lost your reason for good? Do you at least know what it means to turn against us? What side are you on?" She asked in a placid tone while trying to get more information about the events.

She did not underestimate the monarch of death who is a being to his equal. As a result, she was dressed in her complete arsenal. A Gothic combat outfit that was snow-white protected not only her body from head to toe but also her wings, which were decorated with black gold. She held in her right hand, a fifteen-foot white spear that had a sphere the size of one fist at the other end. Whether it was her heeled boots, her gloves, her helmet that had two wing patterns like two horns, or her spear... all were treasures of the primordial grade!

"Dying peacefully, dying in endless torments, in the end, death will remain always the death. So don't complain about it." As the monarch spoke these words, an aura of unfathomable darkness rose around him. The amount of dark energy that emanated from him straight now alone was enough to kill an intermediate divine mage by suffocation!

But Sylvia stood proudly in front of him like a tiny little ant who was about to fight against an elephant. She constantly collected her aura with placidity and nonchalance. 'Fortunately, I had asked Sabrina instead to lift the obstructive spell on me. Otherwise, I could have lost against him even before our duel began." She says to herself with a frown. 'He is stronger than before. I have the impression that even I will not be able to win against him even though he is in his spiritual form.' She went on to evaluate her opponent.

"Kuku, look at yourself? You are nothing more than a shadow of yourself. Your current light is only a fragment of what it had been before. All this because of your greed to want to appropriate my powers." The monarch disdained her in a ridiculous tone while not missing the opportunity to humiliate her to anger her.

Without bothering to take his words to heart, Sylvia's body disappeared leaving a crest behind her, and rushed to the monarch at a speed higher than anything she had done so far while her spear whistled at one of the monarch's most obvious reliable points, the only part that was not covered with scales and was easily reachable... the opening of his outer ear!

Normally, physical attacks will not affect spiritual beings. But Sylvia's light-soaked spear was different. Her spear was even more ferocious when it came to spirits, not to mention the nature of the monarch himself who is a dark being. Holy attacks were his most obvious weak points.

-Bang!!!

Even before her spear reached its destination, despite its indescribable speed, it was countered by the monarch who protected its head with its immense wings!

'As I expected, he knows that I was going to target this part. In this case, I no longer have a choice, the fight will be fierce but I would emerge victorious!' She says, pivoting her body and activating the hereditary powers that plunged her into a bright and soothing glow. Then, the orb that is at the bottom of its spear began to shine fiercely and illuminated the dark darkness as if it wanted to drive away all darkness in the world.

-Roarrrr!!!

The monarch roars with pain in front of the purifying light that landed directly on his scales! His scales, which could not be easily pierced even by a primordial weapon brandished by a primordial being, began to crackle and black smoke escaped under his scales as if he were being burned from the inside.

'Not enough! This is too insufficient! I need more lights!' Sylvia argued to herself by continuing to put more energy into her attack that flowed more light on the monarch who roared in overwhelming pain.

Then suddenly, Sylvia could see the monarch's chest begin to swell, and her ventral scales became dark to the point of turning into dark violets!

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'Oh no, you're not going to perform this skill!' She said to herself when she saw that the monarch was preparing his dragon breath! The reason for her fear of this attack is that, unlike other dragons, the monarch's breath was the hell flames that are feared by everyone! Black flames that are impossible to extinguish regardless of the means used! They can burn everything to nothingness, even the water itself cannot be spared from these flames. And unlike Alvine who could only control a small part of these flames, the monarch can move them just with his thoughts by chasing his enemy indefinitely with them!

Feeling the danger ahead, Sylvia had no choice but to give everything to prevent the monarch from releasing his flames!

She stopped using her powers and landed slowly in front of the monarch who focused only on her breath. She inserted the tip of her spear on the lifeless black ground while placing her forehead on the white orb and began to pronounce strange and incomprehensible mantras to ordinary mortals and deities. As she continued, her orb and body began to manifest an increasingly bright light to the point that sweats began to sparkle on her forehead.

Their battle may seem to be less aggressive and less destructive from an external point of view, but this was not the case. If their duel had taken place on another planet like Alzania or on the planet of the Kelspies, the shock wave that emanated from them after each contact, the amount of primordial energy that emanated from them, and above all, the destructive spells that Sylvia had cast since the beginning of their fights, any planet below rank 1 would be reduced to nothing. But on the lands of the mysterious entity, all the damage that Sylvia and the monarch could cause was slight destruction and Sylvia had noticed that too. Hence her mistrust of the being who ordered the monarch to kill her!

'This bastard really intends to kill me!' She says to herself after finishing preparing her large-scale spell. Under his feet, the earth that was devoid of all life began to reveal greenery! Green grasses began to grow from the ground and bloom around it until the dead ground was covered with hundred-meter greenery! Strangely, it was at the same time that the monarch had finished preparing his dragon breath! And unlike Sylvia, her environment was nothing different. Since he stood in a lifeless environment, then everything was <normal> around him.

-Hear my call, [Absolute lights]! She shouted these words followed by her orb that channeled all the light collected by Sylvia and directly bombed the monarch who had dropped his dragon breath at the same time!

-BOOOM!!

The two attacks collided with each other and repelled each other, causing massive destruction and shaking the surrounding area. Just like day and night, the flames of hell that carried in them a destructive warmth and darkness and the soothing light of Sylvia that could even purify any demon god was fighting a fierce battle to try to dominate and exterminate the other.

Primordial beings generally had two ways of fighting either between them. The first was to use their creative powers to increase their ranks and compensate for their weaknesses while hiding their assets from their opponents and thus fight in battles of attrition for a long time until one ends up defeating the other. But this strategy is only beneficial to them when there is a significant difference in primordial energy. Otherwise, it's a melee battle like Sylvia fought against the monarch. Both of them have no advantages in continuing the fight. Sylvia no longer had the rich vital energy she had before, as for the monarch, with the order of his master, he did not have the right to prolong the battle.

And it was the same time that Alvine and her dark fragment had reached the site of Sylvia and the monarch who was engaged in a fierce battle! In front of him, he could see Sylvia's attack lose ground and be constantly pushed back by the monarch's black flames!

"Are you going to kill her?" -Alvine

"No, she is still useful to us. I just wanted you to see for yourself the fate that awaits the person who will try to deny its nature." Says the dark fragment by snapping your fingers.

Sylvia who was cornered to the point of getting caught in the monarch's attack suddenly felt the darkness lurking in her coming out of her body without the slightest difficulty! Her leftwing, and the halo above her head that were affected by darkness began by finding their beginning rays! Although she herself did not know the reason for these sudden changes, an insignificant smile stood in spite of herself on her luscious pink lips when she realized that the dark energy that had transformed her peaceful days into hell, the dark energy she could not get rid of despite her transcendent powers and that slowly gnawed at her vitality had mysteriously been sucked in by something out of her body!

When the monarch saw this phenomenon, he stopped attacking her. Obviously, He knew what was happening now when he saw the strange anomaly with Sylvia.

The dark and viscous sphere that had just escaped from Sylvia, spun at great speed before stopping ten centimeters from Alvine! Thanks to the Alvine fragment, the sphere had managed to travel more than twenty kilometers in less than a second!

"Kuku, don't be so suspicious. It may be harmful to her, but not to you. Not to mention that it is a dilute power of this black butterfly, it is therefore impossible for it to affect you." Says the fragment with a sigh of trouble when he saw Alvine's mistrust of the dark sphere that was the size of a basketball.

"So why? I thought you didn't want to help me until I accepted you?" He asked his fragment. But unfortunately for him, there was no one next to him. Instead, he heard the voice of the fragment that had the same voice as him resonate around him.

"Kuku, Consider it just a gift from me. After all, when you were on earth I had tried to contact you but without success."

"Is he happy?" Alvine wondered ridiculously and then turned his attention to the dark sphere that was in front of him. The choice of whether or not to believe the fragment...belonged to him.