183 Chapter 182: Damon Ross, Dead
“Last words? Hahahaha! Funny crap” Damon laughed while remaining on his knees on the turbulent sea. His eyes seed to have lost their light and glow, coupled with his bad condition which made him a shadow of what he used to be.
His long black hair fluttered in the wind and the black crack spread all over his body was a path for his blood to flow out.
The part of the sea where he knelt down was already stained black by his blood.
“Stubborn to the end, you can die then!” Raizen snorted disdainfully as the weapon in his hands lit up.
Fierce light moved from the black blade and into the golden blade!
Pfff!
“Damon!”
“Damon!”
“Damon!”
.....
Spatial doors opened and Cyrus, Elsa, and Gin erged from it with their eyes widened with shock as they watched the golden blade stab into Damon’s chest, piercing deep into his heart and bursting out of his back. The golden blade glowed brightly as the divine energy within it began spreading across Damon’s body, turning his back cracks golden as his body was getting overloaded by holy energy
Blegh!
Damon coughed up so blood while his eyes were wide open with shock. He slowly turned his eyes to the three hosts not too far away and a bitter smile blood on his face.
“Take care of Blink for ... Please” Damon mustered his last strength to say those words.
Slash!
Raizen pulled out the sword and kicked Damon with his right foot!
Splash!
With no strength left to defend against anything or even stay above the water body, Damon fell into the endless Ocean, drowning in silence. His vision was blurry but he could still see a fierce battle taking place above the ocean. Dazzling lights created a beautiful scenery that made Damon smile slightly before shutting his eyes.
“You wanted my soul, now take it, ” Damon said coldly as he yanked his eyes open again and he saw sothing chasing after him underwater. No, it wasn’t his friends, instead, it was the figure in the black hooded robe with a black scythe in its hands and two pairs of black angelic wings.
A cruel smile appeared on his face as he watched it race towards him so desperately it felt strange.
For soone who should be considered his ally, it was strange that it would be so eager to take his soul. He could only watch as it approached and slashed at him with its death scythe, turning the entire world black.
Wam!
Damon found himself in a completely dark room that was probably empty and void of any form of life. He felt the existence of nothingness and eternal bliss.
Just for a short while....
“You took my life already. I’m pretty sure you are not my ally now, so there is no need to hide. You can co out and say what you want. By the way, I’m dead, and I’m the one who lost” Damon said with a cruel smile as he looked into the distance.
Xiu!
From the shadows two figures erged, gazing at Damon with strange eyes. The two figures were the angel of death, Demos, and the original host of the death Guardian spirit!
“So this was all a setup. From the very beginning, it has always been a set up” Damon said with fierce eyes.
He felt like he had been used and dumped aside as if he was nothing.
Demos wanted to speak but the original host waved his hand, stopping him from speaking. Seeing the way he acted, it was obvious that the angel of death was a re servant to this man.
“Sol....” Damon frowned and flapped his robes with his hands cupped under his sleeves and he began approaching the man as well.
The duo dressed In similar dark robes strode towards each other with cold looks in their eyes. They stood a few ters away from each other and remained silent as they peered into each other’s eyes for a small while, creating a tense atmosphere.
“Nice one, you got there. I suspected sothing was off about this whole guardian spirit host life but I couldn’t pinpoint what exactly. My lack of knowledge was the reason for my defeat” Damon said with a calm look on his face.
“Hahahaha! You were always smart but the secrets of the world are not sothing mortals like you can understand. You have played a good part as my pawn but I will be taking this body as mine, to showcase the strength of the true death mage” Sol laughed kindly but his eyes were filled with pride that only a higher life form can possess.
Damon stood with a deep smile but deep within him, his emotions tumbled like a turbulent sea. His emotions raced as he considered so possibilities and he felt horrified by them. Ti and ti again the hosts have been murdered by the people of the world who are being manipulated by the old gods and the cosmic spirits. Each and every one of them stood by his side and faced off against these leeches twice and on those two different occasions, they were defeated.
Understanding the chanisms of the world and the reincarnation process, the old gods manipulated the world and used them as a tool to kill the hosts and suppress them in every reincarnation.
Cornered by a wall, the new gods took a new approach and granted the power of the hosts to re mortals, they push the old gods off their track, and with these new hosts, they would hide them to the best of their abilities until they reach a stage where they can take on the strongest cultivators of the mortal world, then take over their bodies and continue their plan to overthrow the old gods.
“Casting aside the pawns,” Damon muttered with a fierce look in his eyes.
He thought about the other hosts who are unaware of this plot and oblivious to the danger in the shadows.
“You dare!” Damon growled as he released his power but nothing happened.
His eyes dilated due to shock as he staggered back. Why weren’t his powers responding? He could still feel his cultivation but His power seed non-existent at the sa ti.
“I am the God of death. The power you seek to call on is my power, you are just a re pawn in my grand sche of things. Be grateful you were even chosen! I let you live a short life of purpose. Sothing many people do not have the opportunity to, live such a luxurious life ” Sol snorted disdainfully.
“Luxurious life? You passed on a heavy burden to and gave a life worse than death. I died three tis already because of this gift of yours” Damon sneered coldly.
“And in a few years of cultivation, you dominated the best world of the cultivation and defeated the greatest experts and dominated the greatest warriors. Is that not a life of purpose or is your mind feeble that you cannot see the bigger picture?” Sol said coldly.
“You...” Damon was going to speak but he suddenly couldn’t.
Sol walked up to Damon and tapped his forehead with his fingertip
Bang!
Damon’s clothes exploded out of existence, revealing his bare body.
“You have done enough and I thank you for your service. Go to sleep now and watch dominate the heavens through your eyes, forever” Sol said before pushing Damon into the darkness and watched fall into a black liquid that acted like quicksand and pulled him in.
.......
Peng!
Peng!
Peng!
Cyrus shot forward like a bullet while standing on the golden sword two golden swords in his hands when two sword strings as he attacked ferociously at Raizen!
Boom!
Fierce power surged around him in the form of a powerful whirlpool. He stood at the center of the whirlpool as three experts assaulted him from all sides but they couldn’t break through easily.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA! I killed the most powerful one amongst you, do you think you three are enough to deal with ?” Raizen growled fiercely.
“You will not make it out of this place alive, I swear it!” Cyrus roared at the top of his voice as he held the sky and pulled, tossing the rings of sword like rings.
“Divine spear: Retribution!” Cyrus pulled out his golden spear and left it.
Swish!
The spear began spinning fiercely and as soon as Cyrus held on to it, the spear shot forward, creating a powerful golden cyclone!
Boom!
Boom!
Explosions created powerful shockwaves making the turbulent sea even fiercer.
Buzzzz!
Suddenly a fierce aura exploded from underneath the ocean and a dark aura pierced into the sky, touching the heavens and dying it black!
Boom!
Sothing shot out of the water, appearing above the battlefield, topless with a perfect build and completely black eyes. His hair was like a continuous release of dark fus from his head. Underneath his feet was a gathering of black clouds.
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