Chapter 612 – Bring Destruction And Ruin

Trying to move back, Vrigka instead felt an invisible force pushing him forward. Deeper onto the spear as Eldrian connected a fist with his head. The flames covering Eldrian turned skin to ash, turn flesh to ash, turned bone to ash.

Yet that was not what hurt the most. No, the flames did not just turn the body into ash, it even ate at his soul. 

Screaming in fear and absolute misery, Vrigka tried to escape. But Eldrian was possessed, making sure to make the orc’s death a slow painful one.

Watching their boss screaming from the depth of his soul, the other orcs turned tail and ran. The most shameful thing an orc could do, they were sure to be killed. Yet, none of them cared. 

They would gladly die to save their soul!

“You’re mine!” Eldrian shouted, the flames surrounding his body forming a massive mouth that swallowed the poor Vrigka. His body turned to ash, his soul unable to escape. 

His target was now gone but his rage was not quenched. Eldrian turned around and charged the slowest orc. Thrusting his spear through the orc with ease, Eldrian lifted him and smiled as blood dripped from the dying orc. 

“Yes, you will all die!” Eldrian shouted, the flames turning the orc to ashes as he dashed towards the next. 

‘Stop-‘

Eldrian ignored the stupid word. Rushing towards the next, he slaughtered and reveled in the slaughter. He rushed from orc to orc, feasting on the pain of his victims. 

‘Stop!’ The stupid voice kept repeating that word. 

Eldrian laughed at the absurd idea. Seeing a group of children hiding behind a building, children who he had saved just hours before, he smiled. A devil’s smile. 

“Stop!” Ceph stepped between him and the children, and Eldrian paused. Yet, all that he could see was red. 

“Out of my way!” His slap sent Ceph flying into the nearest building, and as Eldrian stepped towards the children; the message pressured again. This time far more fiercely. Filling his entire being.

‘STOP!’

‘Fuck off!’ Eldrian shouted, turning to the source of the voice. He paused, the sight momentarily bringing him out of his rage.

‘What?’

Behind Eldrian was a trail of hell. Everything that had come near him had molten or turned to ash, a path of destruction. The surrounding mana absolutely unstable, hyper-excited. Reacting violently with the environment, causing sparks of lighting, fire, and darkness to fill the air.

Visible to the naked eye, everyone could see the highly reactive mana. Changing the very nature of the space it occupied. Collapsing and expanding randomly, accompanied by thundering energies. 

An image of creation, or an image of hell?

***

“No. Not this again-” Whipping his head to the side, Amnur frowned as he started losing control of his flames. Something that was happening far too frequently in the past year.

“The kid did it this time,” Amnur mumbled as he disappeared from his forge, leaving the confused Boran with a massive unfinished masterpiece. Sure to be ruined now.

***

“Zamia…” Agamemas frowned, stopping their chase they turned back and looked in the direction of the disturbance. “That kid.”

“We need to hurry!” Zamia shouted, immediately starting the preparations for teleportation. The two disappeared from sight a few seconds later. 

***

“The time has come, dear husband…” Kilen smiled, gently running her hand over the bound Azamud bulging muscles. Straining to escape from his bonds.

Behind them, countless higher devils were bound too, though they had already served their purpose. It had taken some time, but it had finally happened.

Her petite figure in comparison to his three-meter herculean frame a curious sight, yet he could not move a muscle. The terror in his eyes relish for demon and devil alike, but Kilen cared not for it. 

“Kilen, please… Remember-“

“Remember how you drove our son to his death? How you could not let him live! I will never forget.” Kilen’s voice was laced with poison, gently tapping her hand down Azamud’s chest. Each tap caused blood to burst out from the bound devil.

His blood flowing to make the crest of sacrifice. A crest that was visible on all the other higher devils too. 

“Kilen, please. What about-“

“They can all die, along with you!” Thrusting her hand into his chest, she grasp her husband’s beating heart and squeezed. The light in Azamud’s eyes dimmed as he fought for his survival. Alas, his wife had planned everything and knew all his tricks.

{“I offer to you, god of the devils, Diavolos, the soul of my husband, the devil king. To bring forth destruction and ruin upon my enemy.”}

Pulling out the still-beating heart, she smiled as warm blood trickled down her arm.  {“I offer to you, god of the demons, Daimonas, the heart and blood of my husband, the devil king. To bring forth destruction and ruin upon my enemy.”}

As the heart disappeared, she placed her hand on the wound, {“I offer to you, god of undeath, Athanato, the flesh of my husband, the devil king. To bring forth destruction and ruin upon my enemy.”}

{“Let destruction and ruin bring true despair. Let my son’s killer know and understand true despair.”} Turning her back on the collapsing space, Kilen used the demon city’s control room to broadcast to its citizens the coming destruction of their entire world. 

Adding that their only hope would be to escape through the towers of destructions, where she had already set up teleportation portals. 

***

“What is this?” Eldrian stumbled back in horror, the sight truly from hell. Yet, what followed shocked him even more. Two had finally managed to fight his way into Eldrian’s consciousness, and the images he shared chilled Eldrian to the bone. 

The path of hell was not just here, in ANW.

“No, this can’t be.”

{“The cost,”} The familiar voice cold and distant voice echoed, accompanied with maniac laughter. {“Has only just begun.”}

Following the voice’s declaration, demons, devils, monsters, and even humans, and demi-humans started appearing in the path of fire. Many of them immediately turned to ash, others screamed in pain as they rushed to escape the hell. Their bodies morphing as they tried to escape the flames.

Yet, compared to all this, one figure among them nearly caused Eldrian’s heart to stop. A petite woman with scaly red skin, one arm, and long black hair. Two small horns growing from her forehead, and the path of destruction not even singeing her clothes. 

She was covered in an aura, an aura covering the entire night sky. 

Eldrian’s instincts told him that it was too late to run, he immediately tried to return to Earth. However, as soon as he tried his instincts screamed even more at him and he found a force fighting him.

‘No, please no.’ Eldrian trembled and looked towards Two, yet their connection was severed again. This time Two’s doing, as well as the force stopping him. ‘Did you- No, better to abandon me than let us both die and-‘ Eldrian immediately realized that it was the right call. 

The woman slowly lifted her hand, as she did all those who had burned in the path of hell stood up again. Their ashes taking on the form of grotesque demons, their forms unstable, seeming about to explode at any second. 

[Run] Was all that Eldrian got when he tried to find the stats of any of those in the road. 

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