Hundreds of Skyscrapers littered the area like fishes in a sea, while titans road the streets, scrambling for the deaf bodies around the place.
In one of the highest skyscrapers and one of the highest areas of the place, it was a luxurious room, and a figure could be seen on the bed, his chest weaving up and down rhythmically showing his state of being asleep, but if anyone took a closer look at him, one would see dark lines over his head revealing he wasn’t having quite the sweet sleep depicted.
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KILL!!!
KILL!!!
KILL!!!
The roar of thousands of races running towards a group of particular races all oozing with an unbelievable amount of golden aura filled the air.
Every of their move visibly shattered space apart, causing a dark vortex where they passed as they moved with horrifying speed towards the race of around a thousand at the other end.
“No matter your numbers, your fate in the end is death…” The roar of rage blasted out from the mouth of one of the alien race wrapped in a cocoon of golden energy as the figure suddenly appeared over the group of thousands of beings.
“Heavenly Devil Seal, Fate of the Devil…” The figure of light said, raising his hands up into the air.
Imdiately, a golden rune flared to life in the sky, forming a complicate symbol of an eye within a triangle.
Imdiately the golden aura surrounding the figure changed and imdiately the golden cocoon he was surrounded in suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a revolving mist of dark energy.
ROOOOOOOOOOAAARR
A devilish roar of rage blasted out of the dark cocoon, blasting the dark gas away as the runic eye in the sky suddenly looked down at the figure, a beam of dark Energy slamming on him, tearing apart the remaining dark mist of energy.
The figure was finally revealed, which was a devilish three ters tall devil.
A malevolent aura flared throughput the entire world, the horrific power alone enough to imdiately suffocate half the thousands of races running forwards as they all fell on the ground, their hands holding their throat.
Two horns tore out of his devilishly handso face from both side of his forehead, his devilishly dark eyes staring at the group suffocating on the ground with no remorse in his eyes.
SOOOOOOOOAAAR
Suddenly, a mighty light radiated from below suddenly appeared with speed as it appeared instantly in front of the devil’s forehead.
It was too fast. Faster than any eyes could even follow…
Yet…
The arrow stopped dead in its track, held tightly within the grasp of the devilish figures.
CRACK
SHATTER
And imdiately, it was enveloped in cracks and shattered into pieces.
And without turning to look below him, the devilish figure raised his hands upwards as the eye sent out a beam of dark light.
In the grasp of the devilish figure, a red colored spear of five ters in length suddenly appeared.
KAAABOOOOOOM
The entire space around him collapsed entirely as he moved instantly, smashing downwards on the group of thousands of races with apocalyptic power.
KABOOOOOOOOOOOM
A devastating explosion that wiped out the entire ground for thousands of miles.
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“AHHH…”
A slight gasp of surprise echoed throughout the entire room as the figure on the bed sat up from his sleeping position.
Perspiration could be seen on his forehead, as his chest heaved upwards and downwards uncontrollably.
Zeras turned to look around the quiet room as he realized what was happening, his hands resting on his forehead as h felt a slight pounding headache.
“What a strange nightmare…” Zeras mused with furrowed eyebrows.
This was the second ti he was having another such of a nightmare, and it was all just disarray, he couldn’t understand it.
But there was a single thing he could understand in the dream. And that was the group of people wrapped up.in a golden cocoon.
Zeras could sense a familiarity to the bones with that group of people. And he felt an even greater familiarity when the golden figure suddenly transford into a devil, in the blink of an eye.
It was like…
“My Absolute Morph gene…” Zeras mused with narrowed eyes, but the absolute morph gene used by the figure was incredibly high-leveled. So high leveled it not only took the appearances, but also copied the art of the devil such as the runic eyes that appeared in the sky.
“Is there still more about the Absolute Morph gene I don’t know yet…” He mused when suddenly his attention was diverted as he looked at the card.
It was a notification of the Death Counts Ranking…
|Death Counts Ranking|
|1.) Asmodeus Demogorgon-12 Late teor Rank Stage 250 Middle teor Rank Stage|
|2.) Aura Gunshot- 8 Late teor Rank Stage 280 Middle teor Rank Stage|
|3.) Seere Nostradamus- 6 Late teor Rank Stage 200 Middle teor Rank Stage|
|4.) Kain Vudrof- 5 Late teor Rank Stage Titan 300 Middle teor Rank Stage|
“I’ve dropped from the second in the ranking to the fourth ranking…” Zeras mused.
This could only due to a single reason, while he was asleep, they were all still going all out killing Titans.
And that awakened sothing deep within Zera’s heart as he suddenly stood up from the bed and walked to the edge of the skyscraper.
“Hahahaha, I truly am a fool…” Zeras said to himself mockingly.
“If they’re all working their ass off even in the cold of the night, why should soone like be sleeping? Have I truly gotten complacent?” Zeras mused as an unfathomable aura of power began rippling out from his body as cracks began appearing beneath his feet and shards of glasses were suddenly sent flying into the air.
“I’ll clinch that first position…” Zeras mused, and imdiately his heart began crazily beating within his heart. A loudness Zeras had never felt before.
This was the first ti he was so completely riled up and the first ti he was willing to give his absolute best.
And imdiately he raised hi right hand, crisscrossing his fingers together.
“Chaotic Existence Skills: Hollow Domain…”
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