Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 449: Power

Chapter 449: Power

I was grimacing hatefully towards my Lilith, holding my tongue on the verge of ripping her a new one. Even if this was for our future kids, there were better ways of doing things like this.

My god, they are not even born yet, and I am already getting screwed over.

"Get some, Bro!" Sigfried hollered shamelessly. Cleo's face was as bright as a summer's wine by his side. Covering her mouth, her pupils shrunk while Kurt snorted in response, shooting her a subtle glance.

"Do you two not get tired of this?" Yu Jing scornfully uttered entirely crossed at Lilith, saddling me with her thick juicy body. "It's disgusting."

Looking down on me, Lilith pursed her lips bitterly, shifting her gaze towards Yu Jing. She sneered, "I have a video of you grinding on three random men. If I didn't know better, I would say you are disgusting."

Yu Jing fell silent and cold at Lilith's words.

Not staying a word, I patted Lilith's soft ass, which in turn arose carrying a longing stare, I chose to ignore along with my raging blood, tracing my gaze over Yu Jing, who had taken a half step back. I turned to Little Arkanos, who didn't dare speak, much less meet my eye.

Is it due to my bloodline?

Running Abyssal Night Qi through my veins and blood, the ever fearful glint began to fade away from Arkanos, leaving a worshiping gaze I could not understand.

'Dragons love domination, Sene.' whispered Lilith without the use of her lips. 'They are a power-dominated society, and simply by your blood, you tore down her willpower.'

Yu Jing is a dragon. Does that mean she, too, is like Arkanos?

Focussing my gaze upon the other dragon in this little band of Chosen, the dots began to connect as I noticed Yu Jing's softer gaze. There was a bit of apprehension, bordering dread, but not as much as Arkanos. She had far better control over her baser urges.

"I think we deserve an explanation now." Kurt suddenly demanded. Standing grimly by his brother and sister in arms, he appeared somewhat confident. "You drugged and humiliated us."

"Tell me, Kurt, if a man was to slit the throat of your family in cold blood, would you expect a reasonable explanation? You were collateral plain and simple, but why the hell are you bringing it up now? It's been what? Seven Years."

'You!' Cleo suddenly bellowed, growing pale. "How can you be so... So-So-so."

I narrowed my eyes, having nothing but contempt for the faces of three who could not believe what I stated. However, the only one who did not appear to mind was Yu Jing, probably already knowing what type of person I was.

"Lesson learn, right?" I mocked, with a bit of self-ridicule, "If you see a stranger be more on guard. Life is a bitch. Look at me; my wife just screwed me over for Seven Years."

Gritting his teeth, Kurt shuttered with a force that thinned the air around us. The winds began to rage, and the earth began to tremble.

Arching my head, a grin of that of a devil traced over my lips. His heart was in torment. Peering deep into his soul, I could hear his screams, the betrayal that seemed to brand his soul: The death of his mother, the torment of his father. It all laid bare for me to see and control.

(A/N: I will be using Mortal Dao a lot from now on.)

"Screw you!" He roared in an otherworldly howled with a viscous flash of azure light. Sending out a ruthless palm into the air, an enormous phantom fist flickered through the air like a speeding bullet. It was fast, almost close to the speed of light holding the power that could kill a World Protector in a single hit.

However, I did not feel a sense of danger, much less concern towards the incoming fist. Flushing my body with a bit of Qi, I raised my hand as a powerful explosion echoed like thunder and lightning upon the land.

Not even moving an inch, a wave of control and contempt filled my gaze.

Even if I was not at full power, I was immune to everything at World Saint, and with the help of my Abyssal Night, it was going to take far more than the power of what Kurt displaced to injure me.

"Why not use that spear of yours, Kurt?" I devilishly commanded, seeing both his past and present. At Demi-God, he was easy picking for me, a soul bender to see into him.

Clenching my fist, a supreme trace of an almighty pressure cloaking over my body, a gift from my brother. It does leave the question, though. Bringing Vancurro and me back to life, using some impossible technique than giving us these bodies. What exactly did you give up?

Sigfried, Kurt, Cleo, and Yu Jing stared, a solemn grimace appearing upon their face. I was, after all, still within the realm of World, yet I blocked an attack of a Demi-God. Even if it was a weak one, tanking such an attack so easily put them a bit on edge, and rightfully so.

Aside from my body being so mighty in defense, my mind was quicker, giving a far better reaction edge. But the most significant change was my comprehension. Truck-Kun had blessed me with greater understanding, but it was at a mortal level, in my opinion. Now, however, I think I can grasp some truly destructive devil and demon techniques.

"Why don't we all relax?" Lilith suddenly interfered, stepping in between Kurt and myself. She smiled a little innocently, attempting to lower the rising tension in the air.

"Move," Sigried of all people commanded with a bloodthirsty smile, "Such power! Let's have a go!"

"I could not agree more." I voice, opening my hands watching the Spear of Noctem pass-through space into my hands in a mist of ethereal darkness. Twirling Noctem between my fingers, a horrific killing intent stormed the air, bringing upon the screams that should only belong to the depts of hell.

"Sene, only less than five percent of your total Qi has returned. Chill. And Sig, he just woke up. The two of you can kill each other after Sene recovers."

Damn her! Let me have a little fun!