Chapter 313: Slaughter (3)
Chapter 313: Slaughter (3)
A month later.
The carriage rumbles through the dense forest, leaving a trail of flames in its wake as the wheels turn.
"Halt!"
Gema abruptly pulls on the reins.
A gentle breeze lifts the carriage curtain, and a streak of fire shoots out, disappearing into the depths of the forest.
Moments pass.
A whip made of flames lashes out, dragging a figure back to the carriage.
"Divine Servant..."
Karl speaks softly, "If you wanted to escape, you should have fled far away. Instead, you couldn't bear to abandon your devoted followers and chose to hide nearby."
"You're asking for death!"
"Ah..." The Divine Servant on the ground struggles desperately, letting out an angry roar towards the carriage.
"Bloodthirst!"
"You've become the enemy of all Divine Servants. No matter how strong you are, you'll die by our hands!"
"Is that so?" Karl's voice remains calm. "I've been waiting for this day, but unfortunately, you won't get to see it."
The fiery whip tightens abruptly, and the Divine Servant lets out a piercing scream, instantly turning into a pile of ashes.
...
"There are always those who think they can escape fate by staying away from their cathedrals."
Seated comfortably in the carriage, Karl holds a spindle in his hand, gently stroking it as a faint aura flickers.
"No one can escape destiny."
With a swift movement, the spindle trembles and transforms into a beam of light, shooting towards the distance. Soon, it arrives near a lake.
Tiny sparks fall from the spindle, forming a gateway.
The Flame Gateway!
A procession symbolizing 'death' slowly emerges from the other side of the gateway, settling on the calm lake surface.
"Whoosh..."
The water stirs, and a figure manipulates the lake, forming a water tornado that crashes towards the carriage, accompanied by angry roars.
"Die!"
"Boom!"
A burst of flames surges upwards, drying up the lake and rushing into the figure, instantly turning him into a fiery human.
Time passes.
The procession continues its journey.
Several pairs of prying eyes quickly retreat into the distance, fleeing in fear.
Gibson, a devoted follower of the Goddess of Life, had risen from a local priest to a regional bishop due to his unwavering faith.
Now, as part of the expansion into the foreign world, he has been promoted to a Divine Servant, tasked with spreading the faith of the goddess.
Gibson is good-natured and not one for many words, so he doesn't have a large circle of friends.
The only person he gets along with is Evan, a Divine Servant of the Earth God, whom he met when they were younger in the same city.
One day, Evan rushes over, seeing the figure refining the Life Essence. He can't help but feel anxious.
"My friend, why haven't you taken action yet? Didn't I tell you that the bloodthirsty one is heading this way?"
"Bloodthirst?" Gibson is taken aback.
"Isn't he dead yet?"
In his mind, the gods are all-powerful, and if the Divine Servants have formed an alliance, nothing should be able to stand in their way.
A bloodthirst...
While it has caused quite a stir, the alliance of the gods will surely handle it swiftly.
"He's not dead," Evan shakes his head repeatedly. "More and more Divine Servants are dying at his hands. Every time they try to surround and kill him, he turns the tables and kills them instead."
"I heard that..."
"As long as he abandons his followers and flees far away, the bloodthirsty one won't pursue him. He'll just continue on his way."
"Let's get out of here!"
"How is that possible?" Gibson stops his actions, his brows furrowed.
"The Divine Servants sent by the gods aren't just like us, who are not good at fighting. Some of them are very powerful."
"There are also Demigods and Godsons..."
"Not to mention the Demon Lord's Vassals, who dare to kill anyone, including the Bloodthirst. And yet, he's managed to survive for so long?"
"That's why we can't afford to provoke him," Evan shrugs.
"Let's lay low for now and wait for others to deal with this bloodthirsty one. Then we can return."
"Alright," Gibson sighs helplessly.
"Let me just pack up."
"What's there to pack?" Evan is speechless. "Some Divine Servants were just a step too late, and they were killed on the spot when they encountered that bloodthirsty one."
"Let's go!"
"Okay..." Gibson agrees, nodding in agreement and letting out another sigh.
"It's hard to believe that so many Divine Servants are afraid of a Bloodthirst with an unknown origin."
"Alas!" Evan shakes his head. "It seems like we can't unite and work together. Some people might even be hoping for the death of other Divine Servants' Vassals."
"Otherwise, the Demigods and Godsons would have taken action long ago."
The two of them use their divine arts and fly high into the sky. They haven't been flying for long when a figure rapidly approaches from the side.
A figure shrouded in lightning, their aura familiar.
"It's Lum!" The outgoing Evan waved instinctively.
"Lum, over here!"
"Are you also trying to lay low...?"
But Gibson grabbed his friend's sleeve, his face turning grave, and whispered:
"Something's not right."
"Not right?"
Evan was taken aback but soon sensed the anomaly too.
Lum's speed wasn't like someone hurrying but rather fleeing for his life, all his energy focused on activating divine arts.
"Swish!"
A rainbow-like glow appeared behind them.
A fiery line, moving faster than Lum, pierced through the clouds and wrapped around him, pulling him back.
"No!"
Lum roared skyward:
"Help!"
"..." Gibson and Evan exchanged a glance, seeing the terror in each other's eyes, and hurriedly fled in different directions.
Bloodthirst!
That scourge had already arrived nearby!
In what seemed like an instant, Lum's aura vanished, replaced by a raging killing intent.
The killing intent was almost tangible, landing on the two from several dozen li away, like a heavy mountain.
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"We're done for!"
Both their faces paled.
"Split up and run!" Gibson gritted his teeth and roared:
"One escape is better than none!"
Evan hesitated slightly, then nodded firmly, his gaze towards his friend filled with concern.
"Good luck to us!"
They exchanged their final blessings and transformed into streams of light, fleeing in opposite directions.
Behind them,
A fire line shot again, like a fishing line, extending and lengthening, eventually splitting into two.
"Swish!"
The divided fire lines quickly caught up with the two, dragging them back.
Done for!
The two, who had just separated, reunited, their eyes filled with despair, as they were heavily slammed to the ground.
"Mid-Order Vassal?"
Karl's voice was deep, and he raised his hand and pressed down:
"Someone dares to appear before me voluntarily."
"Boom!"
The war aura-infused giant hand landed on the ground, cracking the earth, with magma rolling and flames erupting from beneath.
But this,
was obviously not his doing.
"Bloodthirst!"
A deep, chilling voice, like thunder, resonated from deep within the earth, echoing in their ears.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
A terrifying giant hand pierced through the ground, pressing down on the carriage.
The giant hand was formed from rolling magma, with fingers tens of meters long, and fine fingerprints.
"Boom!"
The carriage shattered, and Karl's figure leaped out.
After months of battles, he had encountered numerous traps, sieges, and ambushes, yet the carriage had remained intact.
But now,
it finally shattered.
"Haha..." A voice from beneath the earth laughed:
"Playing with fire before me is asking for death!"
As the magma giant hand emerged, the giant's arm, head, and body gradually broke through the ground.
The giant, like a towering mountain, opened its massive mouth, swallowing the flames Karl unleashed.
The flames from the Third Circle Warlock's spell were devoured in one gulp, and the giant even burped.
"Demigod!"
Karl stood in mid-air, staring at the giant:
"Flame God Bloodline."
Only those with the Flame God Bloodline could directly deprive him of control over flame wizardry.
"Yes."
The giant grinned:
"Demigod Morton, sent to kill you!"
"..." Karl smiled, and in his eyes, the data panel showed a sudden jump in Primordial Energy.
Primordial Energy: 100
"Boom!"
An overwhelming force seemed to tear apart the heavens and earth, erupting from Karl's body. The raging war aura darkened the sky, with thunder and earthquakes, even suppressing the aura of Demigod Morton's giant form.
Heart Buddha Palm - Thirty-Six Continuous Strikes!
Instantly,
Karl's afterimages appeared in the void, rushing towards the 'Magma Giant' at dozens of times the speed of sound.
"Roar!"
Morton roared, waving his arms, stirring up raging flames and magma that ravaged the area.
But...
"Bang!"
"Bang, bang!"
His body exploded into pieces, and his massive head completely blew up, his eyes filled with terror and reluctance.
"Fourth Rank..."
"How is this possible?"
Streams of light flew by.
Behind Karl, a pile of strange wings appeared, and his right arm was enveloped in a pale aura.
Pale Wing's wings and arm!
Essence +210
(End of Chapter)
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