King of succubus

Chapter 112 Holy Rank.

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-Vuuuuu-woonng-

At the same time, on the unknown planet, where Alvine was dying in her awakening.

Sabrina was nonchalantly sitting on her chair with a slight frown when she saw Alvine bathe in an aura that only evoked death. A presence that is familiar to her but that she had not seen for several millennia... fell on her that made her tremble with anxiety despite herself. 'This crystallized aura that even makes my blood frost in my veins, a presence that gives spectators the impression of losing their souls... as if death had finally come knocking on their doors. Sigh, I wonder if he would be able to invoke the generals and marshals. No, at his current level, I don't think he would even be able to summon the soldiers of the monarch. At most, I think he would only be able to use about one percent of “his” power. But why do I feel another presence in him that reminds me of these vicious Leaders? I hope I made the right decision by awakening “his” powers in him. I was reckless, without knowing his origins... I awakened his powers. If it turns out that he has a connection with our enemies...! Sigh, there is no turning back, I can't regret my decision.' Overwhelmed by her hypotheses when she saw Alvine constantly exceeding her expectations, she even came to doubt this latter.

As for Alvine, who had ceased to be dominated by immeasurably pain, was now in a dark dimension that was both familiar and unknown to him. This feeling of loneliness that he had always felt from childhood, this feeling of being a step away from death. He was like a being who stood between the living and the dead. A bridge, a dam, a barrier that was between life and death.

His soulless body that was with Sabrina, his soul without a body envelope that was in another dimension, could see the endless agony of souls who were in the dimension in question. 'Where am I? What is this place? And also... who brought me into this strange dimension?' He said in his stupor as his voice resonated like a drum that would shudder any ghost that was in the evil dimension.

Step after another, he ventured into the unknown. He did not know what was at the end of his way, nor the fate that awaited him, but his instinct led him to an uncertain fate. In his journey, which seemed endless, he could see shadows dressed in the dark armors ignore him as if they were not aware of the Outsider who had just set foot on their territories. 'These guys... who are they? Do they ignore me? Where are they simply unaware of my presence? This place... does not look like the planet where Sabrina brought me. I feel no vital energy emanating from these shadows yet they are alive...? No, they are not alive, it is impossible to live without vital energy. But yet, this place does not have a single ounce of vital mana or energy. Does this also mean that I'm dead?' With this simple question, a thundered voice resounded in his soul and suddenly questioned him.

[You, an unknown being who knows nothing about himself... do you at least know what death is?]

-Doom!!-

He had the impression that his soul had just been torn into a thousand pieces and scattered in the void, by the simple fact of hearing this mysterious voice. Despite cold sweats flowing on his back, he had not shown his emotions in front of the being who had just addressed him. 'Who are you? Why am I here? And above all, what is this place?' Calmly asked these three questions nonchalantly, but his heart thumped at three hundred thump/seconds in his body, which was next to Sabrina.

[ Futile mockery. The answer has been in front of you from the beginning. But despite everything, do you dare to ask me these questions? This place, which was once a palace, has now become a bland place. A kingdom without sovereigns. Soldiers, generals, and marshals without a king. Why are you here? You have always belonged to darkness, a being born in destruction, in absolute nothingness, in annihilation, to rebuke evil. The place where you were always before you were on the fictional planet of Randolph, before being on the fictional planet of Doomsny... you have always been here. Your home... in darkness.] when he heard the incomprehensible sentences addressed to him, he was already beginning to regret his question.

[I now ask you the question... the amalgam of evil, my enemy and my antipode... do you know what DEATH is? A concept that you had created and spread in the hearts of my dear children.]

-Woooosh-

Just with the blizzard of crystallized vital energy that froze his bones, He could feel the imminent threat that emanated from this being who was in front of him, in endless darkness.

No longer knowing how to do to the only presence that emanated pure vital energy, which seemed to threaten him, his instinct whispered to him to move away from this place. But his conscience told him that the only thing to do to know the truth... was to approach this being who seemed to be his opposite. One step after another, armed with courage and bravery by betting on his life... he slowly but surely approached the source of the voice.

'A germ?' He said in a ridiculous tone when he saw that the strange voice that froze his blood with fear and horror was actually nothing more than the germ of a plant that grew in a place deprived of life. But who managed, in one way or another, to keep its strong vital energy.

[It's pathetic, isn't it? My polar, my natural enemy who had corrupted my dear children because I had banished him for eternity... saves my life during my extinction for the sole purpose of taking his revenge on me. By imprisoning me eternally as a decoration in his kingdom. Are you satisfied with your actions... my opposite?]

'I don't know why a small flower speaks to me with so much hostility, but if I threaten it to snatch it... it will dominate its arrogance. Since he is the only one who can answer my questions, I don't have time to play the role of a gentleman with a flower.' With this thought, he approached the bud with confidence without taking into account its hostility.

-DOOOM!!-

When his soul was exposed to the vital energy of the shoot, extreme pain infiltrated his body. Screaming loudly, he hastily moved away at the buds to keep his soul intact. But despite everything, Sabrina could see her black-blooded girl making her way from his lips to her neck. 'Hm? Is this a rejection? Sigh, I'm his about nothing. Normally, it is difficult for him to absorb the powers of the monarch of death.' She says to herself after wiping the black blood on her master's lips with a handkerchief.

[What recklessness! Although I am in a state of agony, I am still in a better state than you. Do you think you can defeat me because I am your prisoner?! Pathetic.]

*Cough!* *Cough!!* Even if he could not spit blood, with the cord of life that connected him from his body, he could not help coughing.

'Why do you hate me so much? While I don't even have the memories of offending a germ of dryads or... no matter what you are?' Asked Alvine in a confused tone. With his soul had just suffered, and the hostile words of this strange germ towards him... he knew that he could not do friend-friend with this plant. Not to mention that he could feel with his sharp senses... that the young germ had also just suffered damage when he tried to get in touch with it. 'What do you want to tell me when you talk about being my opposite?' He asked with a frown. Knowing that this thing was hostile to him, he had made the decision never to believe it.

[It seems that your wounds are worse than mine. What an irony.] These were the last words that Alvine heard it say before his soul was sucked by an unknown force into his body.

By opening his eyes, which were entirely black, and meeting the frightened eyes of Sabrina who looked at her as if she had just seen something wrong, Alvine did not move or say words. Silent, he moved his gaze to the room that was now in rune.

'Why? Even if it was only short-lived, I felt a presence that was significantly higher than that of the monarch. Even when he was at the flower of his birth! What are you hiding, master?!' A fear that was clearly uncontrollable despite its resistance to demonic powers... invaded her conscience and plunged her soul into a terror she had never felt. 'It was definitely a bad decision to give him the powers of the monarch. Despite their similarities, the power I just felt during this fraction of a second far exceeded the power of the monarch. And more importantly... I can't feel his vital energy. It's as if he wasn't a living being! Is such a phenomenon even possible?!' The more she ventured into her hypotheses, the closer she approached the idea of an even more frightening existence than the Leaders and Punchers.

*Are you okay Sabrina? Did anyone attack you during my awakening? *

-Dread!!-

Alvine's voice resonating in Sabrina's conscience, who trembled unconsciously after hearing her master's voice, instinctively replied in a debating tone. 'Oh~? Did you notice it? A-As you had taken longer than expected... I-I was terribly bored. So I tested a new skill that I had not yet assimilated while waiting for your awakening." She said stuttering. 'I'm sorry to lie to you, but I must under no circumstances teach you about the existence of this horrible monster sleeping in you. I have to help him get rid of it before he grows up in him. This world that is in agony has experienced too much suffering. It is out of the question that a new threat that exceeds us will emerge!' Just seeing the dark aura swirling over her, Alvine did not need a potion of truth to know that she was lying to him.

Not wanting to push her to the limit, he left the mystery of the ruined room next door. And checked the notifications of his system.

|Failure of awakening. |

|Insufficient energy. |

|Insufficient level. |

|The concept of death could not be acquired. |

|The competence [Flammes des Géhennes] has risen by three levels.|

|[Flamms of the Gehennes] (Lvl 4) acquired.|

|The source of your vital energy has evolved after discovering a hidden part of your origins.|

|A new title will be assigned to you.|

|Apostle of calamity.|

|A title granted only to underground beings.|

|New mission. In search of the truth about yourself. |

|[Rewards: -] [Malus:-] [time:-]|

|The sources of your mana to evolve into new unknown energy. |

|The source of your laws has been rooted in your universal law. |

|Donné insufficient to bring you more detail. |

|Update the system to learn more about unknown energy, universal law, primordial beings, and the creative goddess. |

'Hm? Did I fail? But I received a lot of rewards. And above all... the best is...

"Congratulations for breaking into the holy rank, and also for awakening the powers of the former monarch... master." After controlling her emotions, she illuminated her face with a radiant smile while congratulating Alvine for making his breakthrough.

|You break-through in the holy rank. |

'The best reward is my progress. But it's strange... she doesn't yet know that I failed to wake up?' Rendering Sabrina's smile, he turned his gaze to the ruined room with a frown. 'Even if the effects of the potion have faded, I don't know why, but I can now read her thoughts. And she said I was sheltering a terrible monster? Maybe it was something that hurt her and ravaged this room with my body while I was in this mysterious dimension.'

'I no longer have a choice, I absolutely have to complete this quest to find the mystery behind this world. First of all, I will easy to put an end to the threat to Alzania, and then I would try to find a solution to contact this bitch who presented herself as the goddess of the succubus.' He concludes after methodically making his decision. After more than a year without remembering Ashaphir Gleph'nir, who was also nicknamed Assi, the administrator of the old system that Randolph had implanted for him... he had a bitter taste in his mouth thinking that he had to converse with this bitch who had abandoned him when he was useless. But his desire to know more about his origins mattered more than anything else.