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Chapter 1821 Confrontation [1]
Chapter 1821 Confrontation [1]
'Eximus.'
According to the brown-haired man's story, that person named Eximus was the most terrifying existence from ten million years ago.
He was a follower of Chaos, someone who inherited the power of an Ancient Spiritual God and used it to wreak havoc on the world. During that time, the three temples almost went up in flames due to his actions.
'To think there's a Spiritual God on this island.' Spiritual Gods were similar to spirits in that they were physical manifestations of nature. Only, Spiritual Gods could only be created through blind faith. They were incredibly rare entities. No more than three had been created in the entirety of the True Void Universe's history. Even Damien only knew about them because he read the Heavenly World's existence.
In this plane, Chaos was something both worshiped and feared. It was trapped at the center of the earth with no hope of escaping, which was good for Damien.
'Facing an actual Spiritual God would be insane. Interesting, sure, but insane nonetheless.'
Luckily, the one who escaped was not Chaos, but its Apostle.
Eximus' containment unit was hidden from all eyes. Its location was likely only known by the Prison Master at this point, but Damien couldn't ask him for obvious reasons.
'Then, four days is perfect. Perfectly shitty, that is.'
In four days, he had to find the containment unit, find Eximus' traces, find Eximus, and then fight him?
Before the Dragon Lord died to his clone, he had to kill the apostle of a Spiritual God?
'Beautiful. Really.'
Damien was oh so happy about his circumstances, but he really couldn't complain since he was the one who got himself into this mess.
Immediately after leaving the Eternal Sanctum, he began his search.
There was no more investigation.
Now, the primary concern on all sides was confrontation.
***
While Damien was struggling, Damien was also struggling.
'I would really be struggling if it still took a toll on my mind to live through two bodies at once.'
It made sense, but it wasn't his problem. He merely needed to do what he did best so they didn't find themselves in even more trouble.
'But before that...'
The person leading him disappeared a while back. He'd been walking through the tunnel while indulging in his thoughts, but it was getting a bit annoying at this point.
"If you guys are going to hide yourselves, can't you at least do it properly? The quality of assassins in this realm isn't that high, huh."
His gaze suddenly shot to the ceiling. His eyes glowed slightly, and a group of twelve was immediately revealed.
He could see the panicked expressions on their faces as they tried to figure out how they were spotted, but that was also not a matter of his concern.
He grinned as he was able to find something fun to do even in this body.
"Come at me, you bastards. I was just thinking that I needed to devour someone soon."
Nonexistence was an especially difficult concept to use offensively. Its effectiveness dropped significantly when focused on more than one person. In a fight where multiple opponents concentrated on a single target, it was usually always fated to be the target's loss.
They may have lost their cover, but the assassins didn't lose their heads because of it.
At the end of the day, there were twelve of them and only one of him. The person they'd been ordered to kill would still end up dead no matter what he did.
That was a very dangerous train of thought for a group that stood against Damien Void.
After all, he had the same thoughts as they did.
Now that his targets were clear, they'd die no matter what they tried.
And through their oh-so-noble sacrifice, he was going to learn even more about the plots and schemes surrounding him.
Really, they should have been honored to die by his hands!
A domain formed around his body and enveloped the entire area. A spiderweb appeared in a single second before solidifying into impenetrable cages that separated each enemy from the rest.
And as Damien pushed his hand down...
The rest didn't need to be mentioned.
For these small fries who did not even have names, the result was never fated to be anything else.