The mont Leon stepped into the Mausoleum, a huge overwhelming pressure crashed upon him.
CRACK!CRACK!CRACK!
Leon's body was jolted and torn apart by an excruciating pressure embarking on him.
For each step forward, he had to grind his teeth forward. The pressure born on his body was not only physical but also spiritual.
The purplish qi hovering around tantalizes one soul to be lost in the world of depravity in corruption. Fortunately, Leon's mind was strong enough to resist this. If not for his enhanced Draconic body, he was sure that he would be slapped to at paste.
"This place seed to block anyone except the chosen one."
Gritting his teeth, Leon appeared at the back of Lucien who was kneeling on the floor with one of his hands holding the spear.
Blood dripped down from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth along with his skin. Lucien's body was shaking violently as if he would burst apart at any mont now but despite that with great determination he clung onto the spear as if this was his life.
Though the protagonist goes through a bloody war to cheat, Lucien's condition is worse. Leon wouldn't be surprised if this guy drops dead any mont now.
"Can he survive," Leon asked, activating his Fortune Seeker skill.
[Host, you need to 1..]
"Do it."
[He won't.]
Leon's expression contorted with a frown.
"What?"Leon scread in shock.
"Just who the fuck made him a protagonist. This is a guy is a stain on the protagonists out there."
"Does this have sothing to do with his luck?"Leon asked.
[Yes Host, Due to Reno starting ssing with Lucien and the villain Halo overwhelming Lucien and losing a few initial heroines. All of this resulted in lowering his luck. If not for you saving him twice, this kid might have already gone to heaven.]
Sucking in cold air, Leon pondered for a mont. He didn't have much ti and if gave him a potion or dicine, the sudden break might hurt this guy's soul.
Leon's eyes then locked onto the dark nacing spear that was emitting an evil aura.
A crazy thought ca into his mind.
"Fuck it! Let's do this. At least I tried my best, to save you kid" Leon, hardening his heart, extended his hand and grabbed the spear.
Lucien who was losing consciousness suddenly heard a tone that gave him a feeling akin to water poured on a thirsty person.
"Kid, let help you a bit."
The mont Leon's hand touched the shaft of the spear, an intense Qi assaulted him by forcefully invading through his veins.
BOOM!
A terrifying pressure that could shake one soul descended upon him giving him a feeling of ancient God looking down on him.
"UNWORTHY!UNWORTHY!UNWORTHY!"
A loud majestic voice echoed in his mind threatening to tear his mind apart.
However, under such imnse pressure instead of terrorizing him, all it did was amuse him and anger him.
"Unworthy! Do you think I need you to tell whether I am worthy or not?"
"Listen to my words carefully idiot," Leon shouted with a devilish grin.
"It's you who is fucking unworthy to be held by ," Leon shouted, and clicking his tongue spat on the spear making the spear shiver.
As if angered by Leon's move, a bright light soon exploded covering his vision and the world around him distorted.
A vision appeared before his eyes...No it wasn't a vision rather Leon felt as if his soul had been sucked sowhere else.
In a world filled with ravaging flas, and a huge army annihilating everything in its path, a man sat on the Throne.
Flas danced around the individual who sat on a gnarled, obsidian throne adorned with nacing spikes.
Shadows dance around as flickering torches cast an eerie glow on his imposing figure. Clad in dark, tattered robes, his horned crown reflects the malevolence in his glowing crimson eyes. A palpable aura of malevolence perates the air as he broods over his face that was replaced by a sinister grin playing on his lips.
With a grueso malevolent smile and eyes burning with flas capable of annihilating a person's soul with a single glance, he locked onto Leon.
"Puny mongrel, how dare you touch my Celestial Weapon without my permission."
Hearing the words, Leon scanned the figure.
Looking at the figure for the very first ti in his life Leon felt small...very small as if like an ant...
No, even that example didn't do justice to his feelings.
If he was just a planet, the figure before him was like an entire universe containing the catastrophic power of the unknown...
As his gaze fell on Leon.
A majestic voice echoed.
"Unworthy...."
An even stronger pressure descended upon him.
Ghostly bells and chants of the devil started resonating in the cry.
The vast army of Demon around the place unsheathed their weapon and struck to make sounds as if they were praising the Great Lord.
Under such imnse pressure, Leon's figure collapsed onto the ground unable to bear it, and spurted blood.
As the figure's eyes locked onto him, a look of surprise flashed on his face.
Laughter pierced the place crashing against the other sound.
"Hahahahahahah!"
"That's a good show man. Just how much did you spend on CGI? I always dreamt of watching such a live animation."
Following his words, the world turned silent for a mont.
CGI? Live animation?
What's that...
The question hung over everyone's face.
"Usele...."
"Hey m**therfucker, stop wasting my ti by spewing so bullshit like you are trash, you are unworthy, you are useless, you are mongrel."
"Do you think I give a damn? Do you think your opinion even matters to or anyone else?"
A baffled look flashed on the man's face who sat on the throne and he got up stomping the ground...
BOOOOM!
The stars in the starry sky exploded one one after another and the whole universe trembled for a mont.
"Do you know who I am? How dare you run your mouth before ?"
"I am Zaroth The Demon King of Destruction. The Antithesis of God Of Destruction and you dared to disrespect . Even many deities bow and kneel before ."
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