Myriad Devils-Chapter 151: Ascension

The terrain of the drifting rock had undergone a drastic change when compared to some hours prior.

Across the lands of the terrain, there were numerous deep craters. In one of these craters, Anon laid unconscious, tattered and beaten severely.

His eyes were open, however they lacked focus. In several parts of his body, bones pierced through his skin and blood seeped, forming a pool under him.

The short white beast man stood outside of the crater, observing Anon in silence. Ever since its transformation, it acted very strange.

Dumb at times, beastly in other times, and yet it was capable of this since back then. Such a nature was almost akin to an intelligent lifeform rather than a beastly creature.

Grinning, the creature stepped into the crater. Every step it took caused the earth beneath its feet to crack and shatter.

It appeared at Anon’s side and stretched its left arm toward the gourd tied to Anon’s waist. This left hand stretched out unnaturally. The beast general’s knees did not bend as its claws reached out and grabbed onto the gourd before yanking at it.

The short white beast man unsealed the gourd and lifted it above its head, allowing the healing liquid to fall onto its body.

It then hummed with amusement as a mystical aura surrounded its body, releasing a comforting sensation.

Then, it committed a shocking deed.

Observing Anon for a while, the short white beast man tipped the unsealed gourd above Anon, causing the healing liquid to fall on the young man’s body.

As this falling liquid that shimmered with a breathtaking greenish aura fell onto Anon’s flesh, it transformed into a mystical air that covered Anon’s entire body, seeping into his fleshy form.

After some time, focus returned to Anon’s eyes. His woundless body released several cracking sounds as he begun to move about.

Grunting slightly, he observed his surroundings in doubt. But an incoming projectile in the form of a certain gourd brought him at attention as he caught it in confusion.

At the same time, following the gourd was an irresistible set of claws!

Anon’s confusions dispersed into the wind as he reacted, but did not do so in time.

This set of claws dug into his face, piercing his flesh and ripping apart skin. In but a moment after regaining consciousness, half of his face was forcefully torn apart...

Groaning in discomfort, Anon retreated out of the crater and took several more steps back. The gourd attached itself to his waist whilst the cloud severing spear materialized in the air before him.

As blood spat out of his face, before these droplets could even touch the ground, the short white beast man’s smiling figure appeared before Anon.

’Damn it!’ Anon’s expressions were dark as he cursed inwardly.

Gritting his teeth, his spear shone with an unmatched brilliance. Though he had been played with by the short white beast man, in this situation, his spear soul had grown more and more refined at an astonishing rate.

Top-Tier Spear Technique, Breathless Suppression!

Before the short white beast man attacked again, Anon stomped his foot into the earth and burst forth with sudden speed, lunging towards the beastly creature in the blink of an eye.

However, before his spear could land...

A faint ripple...

Huh?!

Boom...!

A torrent of overwhelming energy exploded, instantly swallowing the entire drifting rock!

Even the short white beast man was caught by surprise!

Though they were in the middle of battle, and they were almost about to collide with each other, neither committed to their attacks and almost as if in unison, separated.

Whilst Anon retreated, the short white beast man’s attention was forcefully shifted towards the origin of this sudden emergence of energy.

Under Anon’s gaze, the beast general disappeared completely from his sight, reappearing in a location that caused his heart to tremble.

That location...

’Seth?!’ Anon exclaimed inwardly.

Particles of blood swarmed in the distance.

A chaotic storm of blood changed the color of the sky, blocking the nearby drifting rocks from view, and as far as the eye could see, the world underwent a drastic change.

As the short white beast man drew closer, his speed also gradually slowed. The beast did not realize when, but it had unknowingly stepped into a deep pool of blood.

This blood pool became deeper and deeper the closer to Seth it was.

Meanwhile, in the center of it all, a humanoid figure surrounded by a bloody aura was sitting in a lotus position.

Though their figure couldn’t be made out, it was obvious that this was Seth who had seemingly followed in the footsteps of the short white beast man and returned by death!

His silhouette sat high above, on top of an ascended blood tower.

Behind his silhouette was a dark, humanoid shadow that towered over him. This shadowy figure only had an upper body, yet it was akin to a giant, at least twenty or thirty meters large.

Towards the approaching short white beast man, the shadowy figure behind Seth glanced toward the beast general before turning its body and stretching its right arm towards the beastly creature.

Although a distance of over a hundred meters separated them, the figure pushed its palm in the direction of the beast general, causing currents of blood particles to converge and form a massive blood-colored palm several times the size of the beast general’s body.

The aura surrounding this palm caused the atmosphere to twist and turn, and for the earth to quake and tremble.

The skies that were painted in a blood hue saw the bloody aura in the air intensify, almost crystalizing in reaction to the blood palm as it approached the short white beast man, crashing down with endless might!

That single palm covered the heavens completely, blocking light from descending.

The palm seemed infinitely large, as if even running to the end of earth wasn’t enough to outrun the palm’s range!

Sensing the unstoppable momentum that it carried, the short white beast man released a low growl that spread far into the distance, creating ripples that contained a mysterious power within.

These ripples collided with the palm for a moment, but almost immediately, materialized and shattered under the immense force of the blood palm.

However, the beast general was indifferent, already predicting this. Instead, it attacked with its own fleshy body. Its right arm grew to half the blood palm’s size, clawing away at the incoming palm.

Growing under its right armpit was second right arm, followed by another under that arm, and even more from its torso, chest, and above its shoulder.

As the beast general’s right arm collided with the bloody palm, for less than a second, the two opposing forces entered a stalemate.

The world grew silent as these two sides clashed.

But this lasted only a moment, following which, the beast’s right arm exploded into a bloody mess as the palm continued its descent.

Though slightly slower than before, the general might that it carried hadn’t lessened by much.

However, the beast general had already created several more arms that had built up strength and rushed towards the bloody palm.

Once more, the two sides met.

This time, as numerous claws collided against the blood palm, the stalemate intensified as neither side relented unlike before.

From the creature’s left side, several more arms burst forth from its flesh, their size growing rapidly, immediately appearing before the blood palm.

As magical power and raw physical strength continuously clashed, the blood palm finally showed signs of weakening.

Soon after, it became slightly transparent, visibly withering, and thereafter bursting into blood particles which dissipated in the air.

The short white beast man retracted its dozens of arms, but they did not disappear completely.

In the beast general’s eyes, a cold light appeared.

If previously it did not think much of the humans, to the point where it relented to its inherent beastly nature and toyed with its prey, then now, upon confronting a single blood palm and barely destroying it, the short white beast man suddenly came to the realization that, at the very least, this particular human was too dangerous. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

The expression on its face was utterly devoid of any emotion, and its eyes only hinted at a sadistic desire for bloodshed.

It focused on Seth.

The previous caution disappeared, replaced by ruthlessness that could not be restrained.

Yet, in that moment, the world changed.

The bloody skies that covered the entire drifting rock, blocking the other drifting rocks, suddenly crystalized and released cracking sounds, shattering into blood-colored starlight.

The blood pool that the short white beast man stood in similarly hardened, along with the endless aura of blood surrounding Seth, and the blood tower that he sat atop of.

Everything dissipated as the world returned to its previous state.

However, there was no ease in the beast general’s eyes as it looked at a figure in the distance, standing in the skies, hands clasped behind his back.

Anon was far away from Seth, but the moment everything returned to their original state and he laid eyes on Seth, his breathing became rapid as a momentous force of oppression crashed down on his shoulders.

His knees immediately slammed into the earth, and he was unable to even raise his head.

Blood oozed from his orifices and with blood tears streaming from his eyes, he stared into the dirt with confusion.

’What is this?’

’He’s broken through!?’

’B-But...?’

’That teacher never felt like this...’

Naturally, he referred to woman that forced him to retreat to the lost lands.

She was an individual of the third world too!

He was sure that Seth had officially stepped foot into the third world, yet the feeling he gave off was completely different.

Almost akin to him existing in a plane even higher than that third world teacher.

Surely he couldn’t have skipped the third world, right..?

"Ah... Haha... Hah...!"

The beast general heard it.

Even Anon could hear it.

Seth’s voice was not loud, but it traversed a great distance with ease, and it was filled with great pleasure.

He was adorned in a set of blood robes.

Hands clasped behind his back.

His crimson eyes never shone this intensely before.

His skin was like porcelain, extraordinarily smooth, flawless, and excessively pale. Even as a male, there was a bewitching allure that radiated from his body more tantalizing than women.

And between his brows was a cinnabar mark in the darkest shade of red, amplifying his transcendent beauty.

Magnifying his aura, floating with divine brilliance behind his head was a dreamy blood halo!

This Seth smiled plainly, beautiful to the eyes, yet chilling to the heart. Such a cold, bewitching face turned its focus to the short white beast man.

Upon laying eyes on this beast general, his eyes suddenly showed a faint disappointment.