Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 455: Order of Demonic Knights

Chapter 455: Order of Demonic Knights

Standing just a little ways away, the thumping of Yu Jing's confused Heart enchanted my ears. Her sweet doubt was my in to bend and control.

Devil's Heart, my Mortal Dao, had many odd abilities. Aside from helping me in battle, by letting me understand my foe's next move, I could manipulate some of their actions. To them, it would seem like it's their conscious talking to them or a mental devil on their shoulder. It didn't matter how they perceived my power, for once my Dao took root, they needed to defeat themselves and my will to escape.

Slithering into my hand like it had a will of its own, Noctem buzzed with a vicious light, "Now then shall we go in and kill this demon?" I uttered with a bit of ulterior motives. I kinda needed some souls; I don't want Ageis taking over.

Kurt, for all his suspicion, did not say anything, but I could see a hit of wariness in his stance.

"Let's go. Yu Jing can decide for herself," I uttered devilishly, shooting off my feet to the village below.

These flames were a bit strange, but with my speed and immunity to fire in general, I became like a ray of light blasting through the air, arriving before the inferno of Emerald Hell.

'Serg," I muttered, hearing the voice of hell whisper its name into my soul.

Bellowing with vindictive insanity, Serg the emerald demon roared with untamed laughter, cheering and screaming at the hell around us.

Flashing to my side like phantoms, carrying solemn expressions masked with disgust, Kurt, Cleo, and Sigfried stared.

"BURN! BURN! BURING!!!!" Shrieked Serg, devouring all life in death.

Calmly stepping forward, my gaze suddenly traced over the horizon. Sending Lilith a mental message of warning, I continued till Serg's crazed laughter fell. He turned directly to me, bearing a vicious smile.

"A World King?" he mocked, "Fall back! Less you risk death, fellow brother."

Lifting my brow, a hint of understanding fell upon my lips as I laughed, "Indeed, I am a devil cultivator, but allow me to show you what a true devil of hell is like." I thundered off, causing the skies to darken with such killing intent it began to weep. "Sorry, brother, but I need to teach my daughter a lesson."

Losing his smile, Serg's expression paled. However, it was but a moment before he regained his composure, staring tranquility like a person I would suspect to be a demonic cultivator.

Twirling Noctem casually, I stared at the Demigod calmly before I flashed, employing the concept of light.

BOOOOOM!!!!

Parrying my strike with his scimitar soaked with emerald flames, I twisted faster than he could react, slapping my foot across his face, blasting him from out of the village and into the neighboring forest with minimal resistance.

'A bloody nose, but that's about it. Noctem needs to be the one to enter his flesh.' I muttered, glancing heavily at the horizon where I picked up on a few life signatures hiding with the Dao of darkness.

"I shall go help the villagers; Sig can you--"

"Don't bother; we have more pressing matters," Said Lilith calmly, staring off in the distance.

"Serg!" thundered a woman with fire-like air before me with a menacing stare, "you let your guard down!"

"Elena, right?' I judged watching her expression that seemed to be one of scorn drop and fade into a fear," How interesting to find so many Demonic Cultivator traveling together." I said, watching a squad of dozen or so Demi-Gods appear.

"They are mostly from the Order of Demonic Knights. An order that is said to train demonic cultivators, however, I had heard they were outlawed on Alos." Kurt answered without fear as we stood surrounded.

"Who are you, boy? Your bones show you are less than a hundred. Yet you hold such a powerful killing intent." Elena voiced, hiding the growing fear in the back of her throat.

Smirking lightly at that incredibly false analysis, my gaze grew stern and cold. "It's sad. Such an enchanting beauty will have to die. Truly a shame, but I have to kill you."

"Eh?"

Widening her eyes, the Chosen, Arkanos, and Lilith all flashed like demons from the hells, meeting their targets in an instant. While an almighty pressure rippled off my body, rejecting all manner of forces that exploded out in a wave of destruction.

"DIE!" Serg screamed, bolting at me with Blood pouring from his lips. Meanwhile, Elena also saw fit to strike at me.

Rushing at my front and rear, my mind grew focused. Allowing the Dao of Devil Heart that emanated from my soul to guide my actions, the earth shattered, and the skies dimmed as two demigods clashed with me.

Serg was without a doubt a work of power with his scimitar, while the rapier that Elena held was a work of deadly precision but only held enough power to cut the outer layer of my flesh.

Crossing blades with Serg, my neck twisted as the piercing slash of Elena came just at the back of my head. Beaming maliciously torn between joy and lust, a flurry of domineering spear strikes entangled Serg.

Cleaving into his chest, Blood devoured the scorching land before a vicious black flame sprung from his body. Howling like a mad beast, his body began to age and withered at a visible rate. However, I would not let my guard down. Sidestepping Elena's stealthy strike, I pointed my finger like a gun allowing my crest to appear at the tip of my finger.

"Bang!" I shot, watching a massive beam of pure darkness the size of a mountain wipe out whatever lay in its path. The beam of darkness was so powerful, the various peaks in the distance began to fade, leaving a wasteland of death.

Bearing his fangs like a beast, the emerald flames of Serg tore from his wounds, trying to devour the power of darkness. Faintly smiling with a mocking glare, a faint flash of scarlet lighting began to coil around before fading.

"Shit... that's a demonic Arte. the angels will know." I hesitantly muttered, cursing my luck. "I swear I am going to kill everyone who has wronged me. this is bull shit. I just want to know the limit of my power."

Puffing air from my lungs, Serg charged like a demon covered in his flames, "Greater Sword Flame!" He bellowed rather edge lordy. A feat I approved of. One must always say the names of their moves! How else are others supposed to understand the power it holds.

"Arcane Gale,"