576. The Great
His na was Venas. He was a Prival Demon the second final evolution for a Demon. That ant that he stood near the peak of all Demonkind. Very few creatures in the Netherworld rivaled his strength, and even fewer surpassed him in power.
One of such Demons was Regnorex himself. The Demon King. A Primordial Demon who had ascended into godhood, reaching Level 200 and beyond.
He had entrusted Venas with a very important task. It was a sign of the Prival Demons capabilities. He had been assigned the job of a Deathsquad Hunter. To trek the wilderness and find the traitors. The renegades. The fugitives. The deserters.
Those who abandoned the cause of the Demon King. Those who were foolish enough to flee the safe haven of the Demon Kingdom.
Normally, Venas was dispatched to dispose of low-leveled fools typically the ones who had recently been inducted under the rule of the Demon King. It wasnt a laborious task, but it was quite tedious to say the least. After all, he had to scour the Netherworld for these runners. And they never made it easy for him to find them.
But once he managed to fully track them down, killing them was easy. It took less than a mont. Although sotis, he would toy with them a little, just to have a little bit of fun in his monotonous job.
Because it was mostly dull. Even Archdemons barely put up a fight, despite thinking that they stood a chance against the Deathsquad Hunters. The only ti there was any actual danger to Venas was when he encountered high-leveled wild Demons.
Depending on the current cycle of the Netherworld, the chance of encountering one that could pose a threat to him could be nigh impossible. But during Revelation it was incredibly dangerous. Even for him.
Even for a Deathsquad Hunter.
Venas prided himself in his strength. He was Level 188. Very close to Level 190. And close to being a Primordial Demon himself.
But even he wasnt safe when wandering the wilderness during the destruction of Revelation. Those beings that could pose a threat to him were driven out into the surface. And the sky itself crackled with a black lightning that threatened even the Demon King. So the Deathsquad Hunters had to tread carefully to survive this chaotic landscape.
Venas looked down to see his comrades scouring the scarred earth down below. They traversed the cracked crevices while he flew overhead with his wings spread wide. He stuck to the very fringe of the ravine so that he could dive down if he spotted any wild Demons he could not handle. As their tracker, he was designated to guide them to their target.
And according to the Tablet of Tracking, he knew that they were getting close. Maybe. It wasnt an accurate tell of the location of its targets. However, it would lead him in the right direction. So Venas knew that they were on the right track.
He looked back down at the four figures down below, before looking at the stone screen that glinted with five dots at the very center. And at the edge of the tablet were four glowing dots clustered together. But the positions of their target didnt change not until they were in range of the Tablet of Tracking.
This was what his job entailed. Venas found it tireso more than anything. Nevertheless, it was a great honor to serve as a Deathsquad Hunter it was a sign of his strength. It was proof of the trust that Regnorex had in him.
Venas knew this. But he still found it incredibly dull. He shook his head as he let out a sigh. They had been traveling for a while. Even as Prival Demons, they could not press on forever. Not when there was always the risk of being attacked by wild Prival Demons or sothing worse.
And right as Venas was about to lower the Tablet of Tracking to tell his comrades to rest, he paused. He [Keen Senses] perked up as he raised his head. He slowed the beating of his wings as he looked up with a frown. He stared a distance mountain range. It was so far off, he could barely even see the tall, undulating natural formation.
But sothing was wrong. He sensed that there was sothing amiss. He blinked a few tis, before he finally saw it.
A purple glint. A soft glow that was barely visible with the help of his enhanced vision. He watched as the beam of light cut across the landscape into the distance. For a mont, nothing happened as he tilted his head.
What was
And then he saw the explosions. The barrage of blasts that ripped across the mountain range. His eyes widened as he saw the mountains in the distance erupt into dust and smoke.
A large section of the mountain range was reduced into rubble. All from a single beam of light. Venas tried to process it. He took in what just happened. And he knew what was the cause of the blast.
A Primordial Demon?
He asked no one in particular. And in response, the answer ca as the deep groan of the explosion. A powerful shockwave ca next, followed by the rumbling earth. Venas steeled himself against the whipping winds as he looked back down at the Tablet of Tracking.
And he realized that his target waited for him in the direction of the destruction.
Haec looked up as he saw the flash of light. His eyes narrowed, before he caught a glimpse of the purple glow. The realization of what was happening settled in, and he spun around in an instant.
Get back!
He shouted as he swept Taburas off her feet. Aemula and Betrugil both blinked, taken aback by his sudden reaction. But he sprinted past them as they slowly reacted.
We need to get out of here
Haec continued, but his voice was drowned out by the deafening explosion. The deep, thundering echo of the explosion nearly knocked him off balance. But it was the tremor that shook the earth a mont later that made him slow down to steel himself.
He raised his head as the violent shaking continued, and he heard the ground crack open. He looked up just in ti to see the cliff wall collapsing large chunks of rubble falling down into the crevice below. He gritted his teeth, turning back to face Betrugil and Aemula.
And he lowered Taburas t othe ground.
Brace yourself!
He called out as he raised a fist. And he closed his eyes as he clapped his hands together
I saw the attack coming from a hundred miles away. And yet, it reached in an instant. My [Angelic Premonition] barely had ti to warn before the blast of purple energy tore through the landscape.
[The Great Agarus] had been standing atop a tall mountain. But as it swept its gaze towards , sohow spotting even from this vast distance. Perhaps it was because of my Divine Essence. Or maybe it was simply because I had noticed it with my [Manifestation of the Old Gods].
Whatever it was, it didnt matter. Because the attack tore apart mountains it split the ocean of lava, before reaching . I couldnt even teleport away if I wanted to. It happened so fast.
And I did the only thing I could do in response.
[My Flas Shall Burn Until
The purple beam struck as the aura of invulnerability ca into existence just in ti. I closed my eyes as my vision was engulfed with a blinding light. I found myself being thrown back by an intense force. I tried beating my [Angelic Wings] to get ahold of myself, but I continued shooting straight back as the purple beam swept away.
It was so overwhelming. I could sense the power pouring out around . But even as the gray flas coating my body sparked out, [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] never gave out. It held up against the attack from [The Great Agarus].
And soon, I found myself being restored to reality as my vision returned. I was no longer violently tumbling across the sky as my aura of invulnerability screeched in my ears, protecting from the blast. But instead, I was lying at the center of a massive crater.
Just ahead of , I saw the ocean of lava rippling from the aftershocks of the attack. I looked down at myself as I tried to get back to my feet. I was standing on solid ground. I was
I blinked. I had been thrown back across the ocean of lava in what felt like a single mont. I patted myself down, before looking back up.
Huh.
But I survived. I wanted to sigh in relief.I didnt think I could survive. I knew that [My Flas Shall Burn Until Eternity Ends] wasnt impervious to all attacks. It had been overco twice before. And I feared that this would have been one of those tis.
Fortunately, it wasnt. My aura of invulnerability sohow held up to the attack. I smiled at myself, before my eyes flickered. [Manifestation of the Old Gods] was still active. And from the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a figure wading through the ocean of lava.
[The Great Agarus] was swimming its way across the vast crimson body, making its way towards . I stared at it for a mont, and I watched as it unhinged its jaw again.
Oh no.
It wasnt going to stop until I was dead.
And another purple beam shot out.
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