The Demonic Mother had never answered back; maybe all of what I said was within her plan, or I had spooked her, but it didn't matter. I barely knew anything about this so call demonic mother. But her manipulation marked the end of my relationship with the devils and demons of the Nines.
If she could control soone like this imp, or Bael and asmo, there is no telling if she would stab in the back.
"Follow ; My Master is waiting for you." Zax relayed to , walking past through the doors; I followed behind without a second thought.
There was definitely a conspiracy going on behind my back. A large one. Could this be about the Throne of Blood and Ash, or is it about the Forsaken families? I have to assu that this isn't about the Throne; if it is, we have already lost. But if it's about the families or at least sothing hidden in Arcadia, then there's a chance.
I am still weak, at least for now, but with Zariel and the Order's Help, I should be able to transcend the power of the thirty-three heavens quite easily. The only issue I have is Zantar and this mysterious other Fallen.
Listening to the echoes of feet against the ground, it didn't take more than the ti it would take to infuse a cup of tea to arrive. "We're here," Zax said before a massive door shimring with ancient runes graced my eyes. Gazing at the Heavenly and Infernal Runes glaring back at , I dared not even touch this door. Not when a single touch could destroy my soul.
Placing his palm over the door, the sounds of chains shattering erupted sprang into life, and a sea of embers fluttered about my sights as the door opened.
"ARSENE!!!!!!! MY BOY! WE ET AGAIN!!!!"
I smiled as I recalled speaking to the original Bael back on Midgard when I arrived.
Stepping into the dark hall where light seed to be dead, I centered my gaze on Bael, resting in the lotus position in the middle of what seed like an entire world. The black grass fluttered against my feet as I pressed forward past Zax and towards Bael.
"You had said we would et again."
"That was only to be polite. I thought you were going to die. You seem to have one of those personalities, you know. Asmo and I had a bet to see how you would die. You aren't the most likable person." He said, and I couldn't have agreed more.
"You are not wrong. But that's cool, though; it's not like other people got anything good going on."
"It's good to see not much has changed," he mused and stood up to his feet. "Well, as you know, your final trial is to battle against , but since you already know all this is just a front for Mother. Let's have a competition. I'll tell you sothing important that Zax wasn't going to tell you despite making a deal with you."
I glanced at the imp, who had said sothing along those lines. He smirked, "I'm only following orders."
"Forgive the boy! He's a bit of a prude. Unfortunately, neither of us have a choice when it cos to the orders of Mother." Bael relayed, and I couldn't have agreed more. "But the Silver Devil and I have had a good relationship for a while, which is why I helped you out all those years ago."
"But you were also helping the Demon Mother."
"Little column A, a little column B," he said, slowly growing more serious, " I left out a bit of information about the Fallens in my library, and one of them pertains to Zantar. One that will help you greatly."
Reaching into myself, the Spear of Noctem appeared in my hand, " So? What are the paraters of this battle?"
"The battle will last one minute." He softly said, cracking his neck.
"!!!" Widening my eyes, I felt sothing awaken within Bael. Sothing so primal, so powerful, I felt myself take a few steps back.
"the highest attunent you have between the Great Powers is a tie between the Abyss and the night, which lie around seven percent. A marvelous accomplishnt, as I only have a twenty percent attunent to the Hells. Despite being older, stronger, and, let's be honest, sexier. You have a way higher chance of having a higher attunent."
"You have the blessing of the Hells," I said, understanding what he was trying to say.
"Indeed, and that is the power I will be using to fight you. However, I will limit it to ten percent. It'll make it sorta fair."
I snorted and pointed my spear towards Bael with a coarse smile, "Yours and Soloman's knowledge was very insightful. But If you think you are the only one who can draw on the powers of Hell, then you are mistaken."
Bael's handso expression tightened, and he bound his black and silver hair into a ponytail. His eyes which seed too sharp, made my soul feel like they were being pierced by a thousand blades, lingered on for a while till he blinked.
I sucked in a deep breath as the power of the Abyssal Night ca out of my spiritual form. It had taken a billion years, but this mantra was a combination of it all. The way Bael can use the power of the Hells. The Path of Abyssal Night made use of all Three Great powers in . All that was left was for to get my hands on so angel blood.
Diving deep into my Path, a power that was both my own yet not cos into being around . And for a single mont, I felt Almighty Essence flow through my ridians like liquid magma.
The King of Hell smiled, "There is no adapting to almighty QI; only by controlling it will you ensure your own power doesn't kill you. But you will have practice when you awake."
"I'll have practice now," I uttered, stepping forward, with the Path of Pride awakening in after its long slumber, helping get a grip of the power within . I was sure the Hells or the Abyss could not be tarnished, but the night could.
It was mine to do as I please. Mine to dominate.
Abyssal Night, tainted by my Tarnishing, erupted as I glared at Bael, smiling at with an arrogant look. He opened both his arms and summoned two pitch-black spears. Each with his na engraved onto the shaft of the spear.
"You!"
"What you have done is what many supre beings have done. And since this is just your soul, your Forsaken Qi will not be in here."
I sneered, " You underestimate the Path of Abyssal Night." I coldly said, "and the power of the Monarch of Darkness. If I can open a gate to Iluthath, then why can't I open a doorway into all of creation, A doorway into myself to tap into my bloodline?"
"I'm the Monarch of Darkness, Bitch!"
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