When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1294: 19: Nation Destroyer Ares (Beginning of the Mo

Chapter 1294: Chapter 19: Nation Destroyer Ares (Beginning of the Month, Request for Monthly Tickets!)_2

I saw over sixty handso and strong male warriors noisily running from afar. They were of various races: humans, elves, half-elves, werewolves, dragons, giants… There were also serpentfolk, avianfolk, and lizardfolk, along with so beastly races Aiwass did not recognize.

Except for the Son of the Moon, goblins, and dwarves, almost all mainstream races of the Material Realm were represented.

—Even trolls were present!

Although the races were different and even opposed each other—these dead people seed to have a good relationship. After all, everyone was dead, and regardless of their stance in life, they were equal after death.

Aiwass watched them rushing over, feeling a sense of excitent like brothers going online together.

…Hey, wait. There are familiar faces too.

Aiwass’s eyes lit up as he imdiately spotted a familiar figure.

It was Lancelot!

Although Arsene might not see it, for Aiwass with a special vision in his right eye, distinguishing between the souls of the living and the dead was easy—Lancelot was the only living person in the crowd, as conspicuous as a person in white clothes among all in black.

The other person also saw Aiwass and widened his eyes in surprise. But here, he was ultimately an “apprentice,” so he didn’t greet Aiwass.

Leading them was a giant with long red hair. For the generally savage and ugly male giants, his appearance was unexpectedly extraordinarily handso, even showing traces of Supre Heaven.

It was clear at a glance that he was a direct descendant of the giants from Supre Heaven, most likely from the Royal Court.

When the giant saw Aiwass—or more accurately saw the antlers on Aiwass’s head—his expression imdiately turned serious.

“Salute to the Ever-Burning Candle, Son of Candle.”

The giant said steadily, his voice calm.

Aiwass looked behind him—seeing him carrying a long spear blazing with flas, he suddenly understood: “You must be… the ‘Nation Destroyer’ Ares?”

“That’s right.”

Ares nodded, his voice clear without a trace of outrage: “But there’s no need to ntion the title ‘Nation Destroyer’… I am just Ares now.”

—Aiwass suddenly felt a bit unable to hold back.

Because he was the brother of Erinyes, whom Aiwass had beaten into a paste and consud!

It was said that after the fall of Supre Heaven, the three most powerful under his command all had incidents— the “Tyrant” was camped by the Knight Order of the Silver-Crowned Dragon at the resurrection point, killed each ti he revived; the “Rakshasa” was tad by the Candle Celestial Marshal into the Guardian Apostle “Sky Rakshasa” and was recently punched back into the Dream Realm by the Fallen Celestial Marshal; the remaining one was the brother of the Breaker of Sieges, Erinyes, the Nation Destroyer Ares.

He was bewitched by the beauty of the Shadowy Celestial Marshal and willingly beca the Shadowy Celestial Marshal’s fervent follower.

To call him a sycophant doesn’t fit—because he truly did win her over. To this day, he remains the most loyal guard of the Shadowy Celestial Marshal and also her most treasured lover.

He is also one of the most insightful warriors under the Shadowy Celestial Marshal. After all, they all once served under Supre Heaven and were forr colleagues… back then, he was ranked far above the Shadowy Celestial Marshal.

Clearly, Ares didn’t know that Aiwass had consud the Essence of Erinyes.

Only upon seeing the three Shadow Hunting Beasts marked with “Sinful” did he cautiously and earnestly furrow his brow as he looked towards the Night Demon Vines: “Is this… the power of the Fallen Celestial Marshal? Such a powerful demon shouldn’t exist after the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s demise…”

“This is my pet.”

Aiwass said calmly: “I gave her the fragnts of the Fallen Celestial Marshal, is there a problem?”

“—No problem. After all, as the Son of Candle, I suppose taming a great demon is reasonable.”

The Nation Destroyer Ares imdiately followed up, complinting: “We thought it was a single Shadow Hunting Beast, but there are actually three. Without your help, we don’t know how many of us would have died at their hands… even with the ability to revive thanks to Her Majesty the Queen’s power, without reclaiming one’s shadow, one would be crippled.”

He had clearly beco much more tactful than when he served under Supre Heaven.

“That’s why I didn’t imdiately kill them.”

Aiwass said gently: “Check if there are people you know inside, or guests of Her Majesty the Queen. Retrieve their shadows.”

If he killed these three Phantom Demons, he could probably gain a substantial amount of free experience—if it were in the past, he would have been eager to kill them instantly.

Aiwass had not gained experience for a long ti, mainly because his foes often had their souls shattered for various reasons. For example, the soul of Foster Father Jas had beco nourishnt for Sin Thorn, and the soul of the Fallen Celestial Marshal returned to the heavens after death.

Nowadays, however, Aiwass didn’t rely on the system as much.

With the rise of the Transcendence Tide, his own growth rate had also accelerated. The system’s panel was more to directly confirm what he had gained and where he had gotten stronger… of course, another reason was his constant worry that the system was powered by Serpent Celestial Marshal’s forces, and over-reliance might not be wise.

Even though he had gathered from various details that the system seed not to be created by the Serpent Celestial Marshal… but until he uncovered its origin, it was better to be cautious.

Anyway, Aiwass had started trying to ascend by his own power two months ago. After Self Separation, Self Purification, and Self Fusion, his soul had essentially gone through a kind of “distillation,” and progression was already not slow.

However, there was another reason he did not act— the “shadows” ingested by the Shadow Hunting Beasts could in fact be extracted. After all, they were essentially fragnts of the soul. But if he were to kill them outright, those shadows would most likely beco Aiwass’s nourishnt.

Aiwass didn’t find it necessary.

Even if he were to kill them, he would return those souls first to gain a favor.

So many warriors ca in a swarm this ti; probably, so of their acquaintances had their souls taken.

Claiming sixty people couldn’t defeat three Shadow Hunting Beasts was hard for Aiwass to believe. Although these creatures were indeed powerful—they might not possess Divinity or Wisdom, but with talents like infinite teleportation to any wisdom life’s blind spots, permanent invisibility, being undetectable, and nearly guaranteed ambush success, once fully attacked even once they would lose the will to fight—it made them gods of eliminations and duels.

—Even a Lower Realm Heavenly Bureau officer pulled by the Ring of Ouroboros might feel considerable pressure fighting them one-on-one.

But it was only strong in dueling. When faced with larger numbers, it would typically flee. As long as there was mutual protection of allies’ “backs,” it wasn’t hard to kill these creatures.

Though they were Phantom Demons, ultimately, they lacked Divinity. Essentially, they were rely beasts—these Magical Beast-type Phantom Demons with no wisdom and highly aggressive natures were predominantly souls left from species created by the Beast Master in the past, retaining only savage instincts.

This was also why the Path of Love, inheriting from the Beast’s Path, naturally attracted these magical souls to congregate near its domain. When they ran towards the Banquet Celestial Marshal’s domain, the dragons would catch and eat them imdiately, so they mostly ca to the Blood Celestial Marshal and Shadowy Celestial Marshal territories instead.

These sixty trained warriors of the Shadow Nation, if cooperated harmoniously, might not even suffer casualties dealing with three Shadow Hunting Beasts. The only issue was if they fled, they wouldn’t catch up.

Having too many people also wasn’t good—scaring them off would an the stolen “dreams” couldn’t be reclaid.

Sixty was likely the limit that wouldn’t imdiately scare them away. Conversely, at this number… the Shadow Hunting Beasts would think they could handle it, as the apparent combat strength was evenly matched, so they wouldn’t flee.

This was the reason behind Ares’s serious deanor.

—From this perspective, the Night Demon essentially equaled eradicating them all at once. Such power, being a close guard of a Celestial Marshal, warranted serious attention.

Maintaining the power of the Fallen Celestial Marshal with such ease by this Night Demon… did it signify she was the next Fallen Celestial Marshal?

“Take to et Her Majesty the Queen.”

Aiwass smiled, patting the Shadow Hunting Beast: “Consider this my greeting gift.”