Paragon of Death-Chapter 260 - : Winning the war on the second day
260 Chapter 259: Winning the war on the second day
While many considered life and death as two different entities that clash with each other Damon was made to understand something after a long while. Life and death were simply different sides of the same coin and for that reason, one cannot exist without the other.
Many would expect a death mage to learn only destructive abilities and pathways but Damon soon discovered the branch of death magic power which Sol, the original God of death did not even bother investigating properly.
He is the only one who sees the potential of life within death and that’s why he was very much interested in gathering all the powers of the host and becoming the perfect host.
“Attaching the soul of a famous fighter to the death scythe is no problem for me, especially since I have millions of souls that can be used for this purpose alone,” Damon said calmly but his eyes revealed cold lights as he looked at the countless Holy magic arrays appearing above the clouds as Iris shot a normal arrow into the magic array but then over a million holy arrows poured out of the arrays, raining down on Damon.
Huff!
Damon quickly retreated when his body released a grey aura and his body began releasing space ripples.
“Watch out!” Otis cried out but it was too late.
Xiu!
Damon had already teleported, appearing behind Iris.
.....
Peng!
Damon was blown back by a repulsive force as soon as he hit the shield in the hands of the God of the shield.
Hmph!
Damon vanished and reappeared some distance away but away from the original direction of the attack.
“It’s crazy for you to even entertain the possibility of beating us all” Otis’s cold voice boomed from above causing Damon to frown.
“Even till now, you live in a world of delusions and lies. Deceit and fantasies. Only a fool thinks they can live forever. Eternal life does not exist, death will come for us all, and you cannot escape it. Death has come for the old gods, cosmic spirits, and ancestral dragons. Right. Now all you can do is quietly embrace it,” Damon sneered as he raised his hands and gripped the world, and pulled!
Boom!
Suddenly these deities felt like a mountain was placed on their backs. Except for the ancestral dragons known for their strength, the others were dragged to the ground unable to maintain their flight.
“It’s over” Damon sneered as the black chains shot out of his rings again, racing toward the immobile dragons!
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
Three of them were struck by the black chains but they felt no pain. It was as if it phased through their body, lashing into their souls.
“I finally have you” Damon sneered as he pulled and the black chains began pulling something but it wasn’t the body of the enemy but their souls!
He was trying to pull their demigod souls into the mortal realm where it will be useless and he will be able to consume them safely with the help of the world.
“What kinds of tools are that?” The deities shivered in fear but Atlas frowned and spoke.
“Just like we awakened our divinity tools in the process of ascension to the demigod realm he seems to have awakened his own a while ago but kept it hidden. A well-hidden dagger is more dangerous than any sword!” Atlas said with a pale face as his massive dragon body struggled fiercely but the attack was more spiritual than physical. It wasn’t too shocking that things ended up this way.
The only person who can defend against such spiritual attacks but he was the first to die at the hands of the enemy.
Everything has been set up until this final moment!
“Checkmate” Damon’s cold and aloof voice boomed as he pulled and the dragons groaned in pain. A deity crossing to the realm of mortals is something dangerous as someone familiar with the laws of the world can always find a way around to screw you over. People like Damon, Cyrus, and Ducalian, people with more spiritual abilities than physical are often the most dangerous to fight at a time like this.
Especially someone like Damon who has been allowed to consume so many souls, he was good at both physical and spiritual abilities.
He was complete…
“Shit!
Otis, Belial, and Iris frowned. They were using their power to prevent themselves from getting crushed by Damon’s gravity magic so they couldn’t save the three dragons.
“Once a person gets stronger his perception of time changes. Deities like you live a thousand of our years in a day and for a long time now you have had no one to compete with you… the new gods were just arrogant little pricks who couldn’t learn the art of war and some basic rules of combat. You went against incompetent fools and thought you have what it takes to stand atop the world?” Damon said in a cold voice.
“The end is near. Your end is near. Run back to the heavens and await the arrival of a true God, Damon Ross” Damon added before pulling!
Bang!
Three mighty souls erupted from the three massive dragons but as soon as they entered the realm of mortals they were bound by the world chains.
Buzzz!
Damon stood with greedy eyes as the souls of the three ancient beings struggled. At their peak, these dragons were mere demigods but against someone and not even god candidates. They were just mere terrifying beasts that achieve great things and thought they are equal to the gods.
“Your power is mine now” Damon’s eyes shone with cruel lights before shifting to the figures below struggling against his gravity power.
Seeing such a terrifying sight. The three old gods quickly undid the god’s descent and fled the mortal world.
The bodies collapsed to the ground and were instantly crushed by Damon’s power.
Bastards!
Scoundrels!
Atlas, Falkor, and Sid bellowed furiously as they struggle against the world power but it was useless. They have been abandoned by their only allies.
