Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 524 - Blade Of Termination

BOOOOOM!!!!

There was a vicious arc, followed by an echo of thunder that shook the land of Midgard. The grass turned to ash, trees shattered and blistered. The winds picked up in pace and howled with a vengeful breeze.

Covering herself in a cloak of Qi, Lilith turned to me grimly, "The rest is up to you." She said, with winds cutting over my flesh as if to find blood.

Plagued by a jittery clawing within the depths of my soul, my breath grew a little ragged. I was immune to lightning, but there was an almost innate fear within me, howling for me to stop.

Yet, just as I was about to hesitate, a familiar almighty power I never felt from Lilith slithered its way to the surface, "Ignore it. It's not Aldrich, but another's entity's will, far deadlier than anything you will face in this dimension. Trust the gift Zariel gave you."

Shaken by the mysterious nature of Lilith's new almighty essence. I could only nod and focus on naming my territory.

Clapping my hands together, I prayed. not to any god, but rather myself. It was a bit conceited, but there was only one thing I could count on at all times, and it was me.

Holding a deep breath in, I parted my hands as an Azure Crystal Bead no larger than a droplet of tears appeared swirling with a mysterious light.

For all that wished to become a god, one needed to condense a sacred object with the false Divinity they had gathered. For me, the difference between False Divinity and Qi was not really that different.

From the day I awoke in prison, I had wondered why? But an answer never came to me, so I usually ignored it. Even now, I had no answer. Nevertheless, I knew two things. False Divinity would eventually turn to actual Divinity, and that it had the innate ability of minor creation.

Eyeing the Azure Crystal Dead, I lifted my lips with a bit of disgust, "So pure. Why don't we fix that?" I whispered, causing the space around me to shudder with dread.

Recalling every single moment of my past. A river of death akin to the river Styx swallowed my every thought.

Suddenly seven sigils of pure sin surrounded me, sending the Spear of Noctem into a state of excitement.

"BOOOOM!!!!" Crackling with another deafening roar of thunder and lightning, the skies began to darken. Space around me twisted as over a hundred familiar and unfamiliar faces appeared.

"Arsene Fucking Snow!" Howled the God of thunder.

"I should make that my middle name," I muttered.

"Focus," Said Lilith, shooting the one-arm God a heavy stare, "And you protect him."

"No need," A sinful voice suddenly echoed from the void as a gate of brimstone appeared right by my wife.

Shaking my soul, the thunders of the skies bellowed with undying wrath, destroying the stars within the stary skies, as three monsters of Hell stepped out.

"Asmodeus, Levithan, and Baphomet." Tyr fearfully muttered, taking a step back.

"Baphomet," Asmodeus commanded.

Lifting his lips into a playful sneer. The Beast King's laughter crackled stronger than the thundered threatening to smite me into ash. Pulling that dreadful staff I knew to belong to the Mother of Demons, Lilith, out from empty space, he took a few steps through the air.

Arching the twin serpent staff towards the darkness expanding further out of reach than the skies itself, a horrid power, so profound, blasted out from his staff like a beam of death. Striking the heavenly power gathering in the skies, creation itself began to wither around me.

"Levithan." Said Asmodus once again.

Sending a glance at the pale and tattered devil eyeing with a predatorial smile, Levithan pulled out a strange-looking artifact appearing like a tattered trident.

"The Holy Spear, Longinus," Lilith muttered. Only to turn to me, "Sene, you need to focus. This barrier they are making will only last a single instance."

"The Hell does that even mean? What the Hell is going on?" I hastily shouted.

Baphomet showing up was understandable. Shit, even Levi-Chan, she's a crazy bitch set on eating me up, but Asmodeus?

"Gods usually need to pick a god, to worship. This is why there are so many gods. When Zariel recreated this realm, other gods from the Thirty-three Heavens, the realms above ours, saw to interfere in his work. So they added this clause." She explained but somehow neglected to tell me any of this before I started to name my territory.

I swear she is going to kill me one day! What the Hell is going on in that head of hers?

Glaring at my wife, her solemn expression melted away as she shot me the peace symbol with her two fingers, "Good Luck, hubby. Punish me later!"

"FUCK!!!!!!"

Using every foul word under the heavens, I turned to the now blacken crystal bead, hovering between my palms. Pulsing with the seven sins, I closed my eye as a web of thoughts that were not my own flooded my heart.

"My Lord calls," One said with praise.

"Praise Him!" Another added. "Praise our Lord!"

"He has returned!"

"All hail the Prince of Darkness. All hail Arsene."

Dropping to their knees, in worship, an endless web of knowledge, hopes, and dream all flooded my thought. Their hopes were my power; their dreams were mine to control. Should a man believe in me, I would know everything about them. They were like my thralls.

Lifting my hands high, the Spear of Noctem howled from the center of my crest, alongside the cube of sacrifice. Piercing through the howling winds and into my hands, a hellish Aura of Noctem, the Abyss, and the Hells all flooded the world.

The Endless screams of Sitri and Yeshimeal all howled with torment as the Spear of Noctem drew close to the Blacken Cyrstal Bead.

"Hurry up, boy!" Baphomet shouted.

Lifting my head towards the skies covered in lightning. A chill akin to the eight-level of Hell filled my soul; as a blade began to condense into the skies.

Giving off a horrid sword pressure capable of severing a world in half, sweat slithered down my spine.

"One chance, Sene." Said Lilith with a smile lifting a single finger. "One chance to rise and be the first."

"One chance to be a God, with no restriction," Added the King of Hell.

"One chance to be, what we all strived for.." Levithan finished with a sweet smile.