Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 1144 Tiamat's Decent

Returning to the Calvorian Sea, using my connection with those that carry my blood, I landed on what appeared to be a starship racing through what appeared to be chaos. Tornadoes, hurricanes, hail storms, upside-down whirlpools, and more all seemed to enter my sight. I turned towards Kuro at the helm with a large smile on her face. The largest I've ever seen as she steered.

"We are moving two times the speed of light," Adrian reported rising from the captain's chair. He offered me his seat, but I quickly denied his request.

"What's our ETA?" I calmly asked.

"With the recent changes to the laws, we lost over ninety percent of our speed." He explained, turning to Kuro, lost in her world, as she flew the ship like a race car. The look in her eye was so innocent and filled with expectation. Even I didn't have the heart to tear her away from the helm. "We'll arrive in seven cycles. Assuming nothing happens."

"And what would happen?" I coldly asked, shifting my gaze to my disciple.

"We have found a dozen Gods higher than Elder God wondering the Calvorian Sea. Most were heavily injured, but each one of them ignored us." Adrian replied, clenching his fist together, a noticeable hint of apprehension in his voice. " We are defenseless against them, Master. If they attacked, we'd be dead."

Shit. There already wandering Ilutahth, huh? I wonder how long Lilith will take? I need to break through. And I need to do it fast.

"What has Tene had to say?"

"Nothing." Adrian grimly said, bowing his head. "I don't suppose you'll allow us to abandon this mission?"

Finding a hint of a loose smile, I shook my head. " We'll be fine."

"Master!" A soft, effeminate voice called as the bridge door opened. I instantly smiled, seeing the alluring Norse God with her arms crossed, carrying the largest grin.

"You're here too, Freya?"

"Think we'd give your disciple one of our fastest ships without some supervision? There's a teleporter on the ship. I just came to check on them." She sang, racing into my arms with all the hugs for me.

"When did you become so joyous?" I remarked, unable to take my eyes off the flush she carried.

"I'm pregnant."

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"Eh," Adrian yelped.

'Hehe, JK." Freya said, giggling away as she backed up. " did I use that right? It's slang, right?"

My frozen heart suddenly began to beat as I gripped my chest, taking in a cruel chill that ran through my chest. I most gracefully sighed. " Woman, you almost scared me to death."

"Freya just thought she'd prank Master." My fiendish Knight remarked with a victorious smile. " Well, did she?"

Flicking her head, I nodded. " Yeah, you did. Don't do it again. I'd hate for my favorite Knight to be killed."

The scarlet hue Freya carried brightened as she nodded. " Whatever Master wishes. But when did I become Masters Favorite? I thought Zan or Ezra held that title?"

"Hell no. It's definitely you." I said, watching the flush deepen.

Freya giggled but still lowered her head to mask her embarrassment. Only peeping up to catch little glances at me before looking away.

"No need to act all cute. Or you might get pregnant." I warned, enjoying the craving growing within me. I lifted her chin so her scarlet eyes would meet mine. " You've been warned, Freya."

Her breath grew rough, and an absent nod responded to me.

"Well, Anything to report to me?"

She nodded. " Your clone in Noctem doesn't know this yet, but Tene just finished telling me that a powerful god is burrowing through the Thirty-Three heavens. She said there will be mass extinction if this god doesn't slow down or land carefully."

"Who?"

"Tiamat," Freya said, looking me dead in the eye. "And that's not all. Seems like five other gods are trying to kill her. She's on the run."

My brow twitched, and my heart turned to ice as I smiled, connecting my soul to Irkalla, to the original Irkalla, within the Origin realm.

Brimstone poured through my pours, withering the metal panels beneath my feet. A gruesome bloodlust flared as the void around me trembled. Space tore apart as two entities appeared on one knee, their flesh and eyes red, as they looked up at me. The reverence in their eyes was evident, proving the Fallen had kept their word.

I was a true ruler Irkalla.

"How can we serve your eminence." They said as one.

"Tiamat, the woman who bore me a son, is heading to this Heaven, currently being chased by—" I turned to Freya.

"By five unnamed Gods."

"Kill the Five, and bring me their souls. I don't care who they belong to. They belong to me, now." I commanded, and without another word, they vanished.

"Master—"

Raising my palm, halting Freya's words, I stared up as the dark cloudly skies slowly began to be stained red. The skies suddenly flared with flames that bled with the fire of hell. Laws burned as a vicious roar that made my ears bleed bellowed.

Shadow stepping out of the ship, I shot past the storm high into the skies, feeling the unfathomable qi burrow down upon my flesh. As if a mountain had hammered me, I felt my bones want to break, want to bend, but I stood motionless. Unflinching as blood leaked from my lips, I stared as a dragon beyond dragons roared to the highest heavens.

Timat struck the surface of the Calvorian sea a few parsecs away, sending a great tremor throughout the realm. But with her fall to Ilutahth, a devilish bloodlust flared over the realm, a great evil so dark I felt my blood burning with a wave of anger.

I took a step forward, covering seven parsecs in a single bound. I stared at Tia in her human form, covered in blood, as she stared toward the skies. Towards one of the strongest royal Devils within the Nine Hells: Blood Reavers, created by Ishar, who molded creation together through Blood. She constructed a new bloodline within herself. Pushing The Mother of Demons to the side through sheer will alone.

"You did this?" Tiamat stained with blood from every crevis asked.

I didn't answer.

Motionless as the dead, I stared as the bloodstained light in the atmosphere dimmed. I waited no more than a minute as my two devils appeared on one knee, their heads bowed but their hands up, offering me the five souls.

Taking hold of the five Soul Flames, I began the acclimation, craving the knowledge they held but the revenge they would offer more. No one touches what's mine.