Chapter 122: Decent

Staring at the still room, I frowned as Lilith, sitting beside me, arose, "Let's go, this device should allow us to appear in a relatively safe location, hopefully."

Staring at my long face, she giggled, "what's wrong? It's not like I will not be there."

"It's just I was really looking forward to tonight. ." I weakly said as she chopped my head, "we can always do that, silly. Come on, Arsene, that's Lust talking."

Pursing my lips, I arose, kissing her's as she blushed, "Yeah, let's go."

With a happy smile, Lilith took out a small orb before cracking it with her fingers, "See you on the other side."

Nodding, I beamed in joy as a massive blue sphere covered my body. However, my joy quickly faded as the sphere began to turn black, overflowing with demonic qi. A cold grimace filled Lilith's face as she paled," Bael..."

BOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Shooting through space, I frowned as I appeared on a bridge filled with colors I had never seen below. It was so bright and vibrant I could vaguely see various galaxies all around in a stary cluster of space. My mind began to shiver as I took a breath in feeling the pure, almost divine qi.

Taking a step forward followed by another, I could feel a hint of deja vu as I looked down at the rainbow-colored bridge, "...This is..."

Running ahead, a bright light suddenly filled my vision as I closed my eyes.

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"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH"

A powerful warcry sounded as I opened my eyes. Gasping at the unfamiliar azure sky, I shot up as I saw a man with long blonde hair rush towards me would the intent to kill. In his arms, hell a massive ax as he slashed down with fury. Dodging by the skin of my teeth, I frowned as Dragonsbane appeared in my hand. With a twirl of my blade, I severed his head as blood rained from the sky. I didn't even get to see his cultivation as blood gushed over my face.

"What the hell?" is going on," I said as I could not sense Lilith anywhere. Aside from the connection that told me she was alive, I felt she was not here.

"Dane," a roar filled my ear as I saw a man with long dreds with looks mirroring the man I just killed. Seeing tears stream down his face, I frown.

"Who are you? Where am I?" I yelled, but the beast before me did not hold me in his gaze as he charged out. Bellowing for his dead brother.

Docking, I suddenly saw his knee on my face as I was blasted away. Blood trickled down my nose as I grew cold. Shooting forwards, black flames gripped Dragonsbane as we clashed. Like a whirlwind of darkness, I attacked with ferocity—my movements were swift and sinister, as he quickly fell prey to Dragonsbane.

With a strike from the end of my polearm to his face, I blasted his jaw from his body as he wailed, clenching his missing jaw. With another strike, I sever his body in half watching as his organs spilled over the grassy plain. Wiping the blood from my nose. I snorted. "Who the hell was he? and where was is his qi?"

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Sneering, I spat in annoyance as another set of warriors grew closer with their weapons. Wiht a mennasing gleam, I looked at the two souls that flew into my body with a sinister grin. It was different, far different from the people I killed; their souls were far stronger.

Feeling my bones begin to crack, I laughed as I glared at the food before me. With black flames sprouting from my body like black vines, I shot forward, fading just as I appeared before one.

Surprise, I appeared beside him just where his shadow was as Dragonsbane pierced his heart. Seeing his friend about to strike me, I twisted, pushing the dead body on Dragonsbane in the way. Freezing their killing strick, I suddenly exploded the dead carcass as black flames showered the last survivor.

"AHHHH" Hearing his screams, I severed his head with my arm as I felt another soul added to my collection. A rush of pleasure filled me as I stomped down on his, severed head-turning it to mush.

"WHERE IS SHE?!!!" I Yelled as I activated the Demonic Sacrilege Mantra.

Feeling my crimson eyes glowing with power, I looked at the burning wreck of a Village. My blood began to boil as I stared at the men pillaging and raping everything that caught their eyes. With a bloody smile, I shot forward.

A rain of gore quickly filled the area as I killed all these odd people along with the woman. I did not want them. I was not a savior; no, I was a Demon that needed their souls. SLapping someone's head off his body, I roared in fury as my body began to produce a loud popping sound.

I had broken through, but I wanted more blood. I wanted more carnage...I wanted her

It didn't matter who bellowed; who begged all fell to my blade as I ripped a chunk of flesh meat off a woman's neck. Watching the life fade, I spat in disgust, vomiting it out as I exploded her skull like a watermelon.

She was a mortal with bearly a cultivation. Searing the entire village aflame, I looked at what I believe to be Vikings fleeing towards the river. The fear my body craved could be felt as I bellowed in laughter. Opening my palm, it quickly began to crackle with black lightning. A great and powerful aura filled my body as I beamed.

"STOPPPP," Someone bellowed, but my arm had suddenly shot forward as a massive ray of lightning pierced into the river, creating a massive mist.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH" Hearing the sweet noise of their cries, I watched their skins turned black as they began dropping like flies.

"May they rest well within the gates of Valhalla." the man whispered as a deep dark tattoo littered his body.

"Vallhalla?" I laughed as beams of white flames flowed into my body. Feeling my body crack again, I smiled as I knew I had entered the middle stages of the Gate of Man. Not caring who it was, I shot forwards with Dragonsbane.

Like a bolt of lightning, I arrived as Dragonsbane shot towards his head. Yet the man dodged with ease. I, however, was not surprised as my body faded. A look of shock filled his face as my palm shot into his chest. Black flames filed his form as he began to shrivel and burn.

"AHHHHH SORS AAAHHHHA"

In an instant, he had aged a few hundred years when a massive aura sprouted out from his tattoos. With a hint of cation, I did not react much as he tried one last effort. However, as his body shot into my mine, I smile as it slowly turned into flames.

My real body had been in the air the moment I saw his strange tattoos glow. With a small marble at the tip of my spear, I shot down with a vicious light within my eyes.

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Watching as his upper body burst into a mist of blood, I grinned, licking the blood off my lips. Absorbing the final soul, I laughed as I looked at the black flames consuming the world.

"121 in total." I voiced with a joyful hue, "Man, that felt good."