《The Demon Against the Heavens》Chapter 145 - Sparring partners
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Countless eras before
A black-haired youngster folded both hands behind his back, sealing his huge disclosed bat wings. The breath-taking silhouette of two young girls stood by his side.
Iblis, Tsukuyomi, and Siche.
A deep arrogant smile was hung on the Devil’s face as he disdainfully stared at the figures in front of him.
Three creatures exuding a terrifying Aura were lined up on the opposite side. Right in front of the youngster stood a middle-aged man with a majestically stiff posture. He was staring at him with stern icy eyes whose shape seemed to be carved out of the rarest marble. They seemed the eyes of a heavenly effigy.
On his left side stood a similarly figure; a man whose eyes flashed with fiery rage. On his right was a young woman with golden hair and a gaze whose flares would pierce the eyes of those lucky enough to meet hers.
Qinguang, Kirin, and Amaterasu.
Qinguang cast a disgusted glance at young Iblis and his daughter Tsukuyomi.
“You have asked for a little cease-fire so that we could talk,” Qinguang said with a hint of contempt in his voice.
“These were not my words, Qinguang. I said I wouldn’t raze your shit of a Clan to the ground along with your faggot alliance just because Amaterasu has yet to understand what kind of people you are,” Iblis said as his smile spread across his face.
The beard on Qinguang’s face trembled as his eyes blazed afire. “Who dare you insult the Clan of Life?! Before you were even born, we already ruled over this universe undisturbed…” Qinguang said furiously.
“These two hands,” Iblis said as he raised up his hands and turned them back and forward childishly, “have killed your Great Senior, Seven Heavenly Ancestors and so many Immortals I could never count them. I’d say a million, give or take. Do you really think I am here for a cease-fire? One day some of you could even face up to me, but the only thing that bothers me right now is that you keep messing things up across the universe.”
“You destroyed an entire planet just because they tried to catch Tsukuyomi…” Kirin said as he foamed with rage. He was ready to take his original form at any second. He was currently in his Human shape, which was a little more comfortable if he wanted to look at those people in the eyes. However, a split second would be enough for him to go back to his original, unparalleled, unshakable Qilin shape.
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Iblis’ eyes were framed by a web of black veins which gave his gaze an overruling demoniac look.
“You denied Tsukuyomi just because she chose to step on a different path than that of her sister,” said Iblis as he shrugged, “whoever tried to hurt her or any other of my disciples will die, but only after witnessing the death of every friend, acquaintance or person they have ever talked to.
“Which is to say, they will die due to the fact you did order to fight me. Let me remember you that I am the one who saved Tsukuyomi from the formation you had trapped her in.”
“You slaughtered three more planets before Tsukuyomi could even step on them,” Amaterasu remarked. The upset expression on her face betrayed her utter shock before Iblis’ not caring attitude.
Amaterasu and Iblis had been close, but they had long realized they could never win back what they used to share. Iblis had had to fight hard to flee from the grip of the Clan Amaterasu took part in, to avoid being killed. As time passed, he had had no choice but to grow stronger so that he could face her whole Clan alone. And now, no creature in the universe could rival the Devil.
Iblis and Amaterasu had once been at the same level. However, the Clan of Life had decided to haunt that monster down to the end of the universe. If they had imagined that by doing that, they would only give him a chance to grow even stronger, they would have never provoked the rage of that demoniac creature.
But the time for regret was long gone. The Clan of Life had declared war to the young monster. But so far, none of the countless valorous warriors had gained the upper hand. Since the very beginning of the conflict, Iblis had even dared ignore them so as not to slaughter them entirely every time they would get in his way. This was no conflict to Iblis. This was merely a hassle.
This had always made the Clan of Life blush in shame. And now that Iblis had asked for a cease-fire, they did not know what to think.
After long consideration, they had accepted.
Their enemy only boasted a dozen of warriors in its ranks. On the contrary, millions of Immortals sided with them. Many of them died every day. That was a conflict they had no hope to win.
“Shame on you, wretch, for you have chosen to follow this bloody monster and betray your Clan,” Qinguang icily snorted turning towards Tsukuyomi.
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“Shame on you for abandoning your daughter and trying to get rid of her after she gave up on your bigot idiot gang,” Iblis said as he took a threatening step forward.
Suddenly, a dozen of Immortals appeared out of nowhere who swiftly attacked Iblis from every direction. Qinguang squinted. He was ready to attack. Some inner instinct though suggested him to stay put.
Iblis cast a glance at his left and right. A blackish beam shone out of nowhere and a dark longsword flashed into existence. His Aura erupted in a death explosion. It felt like its user had just stepped outside the Styx itself. The Devil slashed down. Once. Then the weapon disappeared just like it had come.
As he slashed down, a black Mana blade materialized out of nowhere and frontally hit the dozen Immortals attacking him. They were split in two.
Shrieking bloody pieces fell down to earth as a mysterious terrifying corrosive force gradually blew the rest of their bodies to pieces before they could even realize it.
Usually, an injury like that one would be nowhere strong enough to kill an Immortal. For some reason, however, Mana seemed to have suddenly stopped flowing through their body. They could not but stare blankly as their bodies fell down to pieces bringing them inexorably straight to the end of their Soul.
As Iblis rubbed his hands to tidy them up, the bloodcurdling cries they emitted made a frightening background to the terrifying frame of his figure. Iblis cast a glance at Qinguang as he said: “One more step and suddenly these two girls would have turned into orphans.”
Who could have thought that the Clan Leader of the most powerful Clan in the universe would have trembled in fear before a monster ten times as young as he was?
“What do you want, Iblis?” asked Qinguang as fear gripped at his throat.
“If you weren’t father to these girls… Without this only bliss, you would have already turned into plant food,” Iblis said with a nervous twist of a hand, “but we both know that as a matter of fact, our Destruction army can’t face up to that of Life. Which is why I am gathering new disciples to form a new alliance.”
Qinguang gave him a puzzled look.
“Oh, you don’t need to worry. If I had wanted to declare war to you guys, none of you would have been breathing by now. I would have risked my life, if I had faced your whole army myself. But I’m not sure you would have caught me even.”
Qinguang began to trembled uncontrollably. What they had always feared the most had come true; since Iblis had nothing to lose, he would have gone for guerrilla techniques. Thanks to his incommensurable power, if he avoided direct combat, then he would have easily slaughter their ranks. Iblis had never even bothered plan anything against them. He would only attack those who attacked him.
“Destruction isn’t much about Chaos as it is about freedom. That’s why I want to fund an alliance based on trust rather than one based on the fear to get imprisoned by those in charge,” the Devil said as he gazed at Amaterasu in pity, “there’s always be room for you, Amaterasu, if you want,” Iblis said, blinking.
Amaterasu paid him no mind. Blushing in embarrassment, Iblis almost choked in his own words.
Peng!
Qinguang and Kirin fell to the ground, upset for his utter shamelessness.
“Are you trying to snatch away from me the only daughter I have left?” And what is that your expression on your face ? You have just killed a dozen men in the blink of an eye. Their cries still resound out through the universe and you blush for a girl?”
“In order to prevent my disciples from succumbing to the forces of Life, I decided to personally guide their footsteps down their Dao of Mana, This way they’ll be able to grow up and then decide who to side with,” Iblis said.
Qinguang frowned as he said: “How does that even concern us?”
Iblis shrugged: “The Clan of Life has loads of disciples and Immortals. Which I can’t say about us. I don’t want to bother dealing with those retarded Dragons, so I saw it fitting to use your disciples as sparring partners for mine.”
Iblis clicked his tongue and nodded in satisfaction.
Amaterasu could no longer refrain: “After slaughtering countless families, you thought it best to use their children to let your pupils grow stronger?”
“If those families had not tried to kill your sister of those I care for, they would have been still alive. Probably,” Iblis smiled as he gazed Amaterasu with badly concealed melancholy in his eyes.
As he stretched his hands outwards, reaching for Siche’s head, a menacing fury flashed in Iblis’ eyes: “So, do you accept?”
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