Bizarre Realm-Chapter 384 - 30: Three Paths of Purgatory! Demon Lord
"This is the true power of death!"
"Those old fools have caged the Path of Death that suppresses the world."
Countless ghosts surged out from the tomb floating in the sky, and a rumbling sound echoed from the ground. Several Witch Demons appeared before the tomb’s altar, raised their bone Magic Staffs, and in the chanting of spells, a Soul Summoning Tower of hundreds of meters ascended from the ground, transforming from earth to solid rock.
Slaughter, death, harvest.
Countless soul shadows gathered towards the Soul Summoning Tower, igniting a flickering Soul Fire at its apex. It grew larger and more dazzling, even more brilliant than the blood moon in the sky.
Boom!
The dome of the Black Tower suddenly shattered, and a gigantic dark shadow burst forth from its shell. Its massive arms were covered with ancient symbols, while a crown of hurricanes and lightning encircled its head. The flesh of reality was torn apart by pure Wind Energy, and the spiraling hurricane shot along the Black Tower into the sky, transforming into a tornado over a thousand meters high.
"No!!!"
"These souls... this faith... they are mine!..."
Rumble!
In an instant, the sky was covered with dense clouds, and countless lightning bolts fell. The twisted Elemental Demigod with a human form inside the Realm of Reality pointed a finger, unleashing two terrifying tornadoes across the Ring City. These tornadoes, more than a thousand meters high, easily shredded nearby buildings. Countless stones flew, and mortals who screamed in terror and desperately fled were instantly stirred into mincemeat.
The entire Inner City District was cleared into a vacuum of shattered ruins, and the demigod’s casual attack wiped a corner off the map of the Ring City.
Outer City District.
As a multitude of Ghouls awoke, a giant with no eyes and limbs appeared.
Its emotionless face regarded all with hollow serene eye sockets. Upon its descent, nearby corpses rose, defying the commands of the Undead Wizard and simply waiting greedily and thirstily for something.
Ring City had, at this moment, transformed into a living purgatory.
Tick, tick.
Amidst chaos, from an unknown time and place, a clear ticking of a clock suddenly echoed.
In the darkness, a shining Light Gate emerged.
Black shadows writhed into entity as the massive black metal shell shimmered coldly, countless cables like swirling wild snakes.
Behind that gleaming Light Gate, a clear lake was reflected, as if a beam of light in the darkness, drawing people from nearby into despair. They instinctively ran towards the Light Gate’s location, knowing not what lay there, nor if death awaited them.
But there was light there, a beam in the darkness.
Fire.
A sea of flames rose at the center of the Ring City.
In the sky, countless sandstorms converged, transforming into a swarm of biting insects. The silhouette of the Headless Knight streaked across the sky, the Nightmare igniting ghostly hoof fires in the void, while the Banshee’s shrieks echoed and bats fluttered under the blood moon.
Shawn’s figure appeared, kneeling on one knee, head bowed, seemingly with a hint of sadness and compassion.
He looked up at the blood moon in the sky, holding a Badge engraved with stars and wheat in his palm, and softly said, "Teacher."
"They have made their move."
Boom!!!
A scorching ring of flames burst out centered on Shawn, spreading in all directions. Where the spreading sea of fire reached, zombies, skeletons, ghosts all screamed in terror, their bodies disintegrating into ash in the flames, leaving only traces of dust drifting in place.
— Three Paths of Purgatory - Evil Magic Law!
Shawn stepped forward slowly, endless Purgatory Fire surged from behind him, his skin dissolved in the fire revealing countless Purgatory Demon Patterns. His thin figure gradually expanded, transforming into a Balrog Flame Demon tens of meters high. Dark blue demon skin appeared on bulging muscles, wide Demon’s Wings obscured the sky, and fiery flames danced in his pupils; they were the wrath of a demon.
Shawn gently raised his hand, an innumerable amount of flames gathered towards the sky, forming a Flame Whip over a hundred meters long. It whooshed across the sky, directly striking a Wizard controlling the undead into a pile of bone fragments.
Clang!
The ground trembled as the Demon Lord Shawn had become reached towards it, countless flames spread along his massive arms. The earth was torn open, and a two-handed giant sword burning with blazing flames emerged. A hand, grown with razor-sharp claws, grasped the magma-hot hilt and pulled the Flaming Giant Sword from underground.
The earth was melting.
Centered on Shawn as the Demon Lord, a region extending three hundred meters turned to magma, with molten rock erupting from the earth as if the place he stood was a volcano about to erupt.
— Desecration Domain!
Shawn gripped the Flaming Giant Sword tight and gently swung, sending countless waves of fire spreading everywhere. Purgatory Fire burned fiercely, and before him, a street hundreds of meters long was instantly cleared. Cracks in the earth flowed with traces of magma, and in an area centered on his figure, thousands of undead lifeforms instantly evaporated.
"Is this the power of a demigod?"
"Indeed."
"All beings are merely ants."
Life and death, within a single thought.
Shawn’s gaze was profound, not filled with joy despite possessing such overwhelming power. He suddenly began to understand Aemon a bit more, estimating that Aemon long anticipated today’s events.
He was Aemon now!
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