Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 639 - Mimir The Cross Of Heaven

"Come," Said my Master, bearing a savage smile.

Soaring to my knees below his eye, I curled my head, "I have accomplished my mission."

Master did not remark, but I could feel his sharp eye scanning me. Especially the Baleful aura that was calling for my Master. It was strange, this aura had been calling for him since it appeared upon me, but it dared not move before my Master.

"Good. I will check on Vaevictus divine artifact later." He calmly said, staring longly at me. So much so I grew a tad uncomfortable. Lowering my robe on my right shoulder, I whimpered.

"Master, I am yours if you want," I said meekly.

"Huh?"

"This is hot! Get some Mimir! Said Ygg eagerly.

Lifting my head slowly, Master's expression was blank. He merely stared, and I continued to lower my robe, unable to help myself from tearing up. "Be gen--

"Screw you!" Shouted my Master angrily. Brashing his feet towards my head, I dodged and leaped away.

"Master is mean! This is loyalty, bruh!~" I cried, slapping my chest pridefully. "My Master, allow me to show you my commitment!"

"GET SOME!!!!" Said Ygg jumping up and down like a child.

Flicking my hair, I nodded, "That is the plan if my Master will have me! Although I prefer women, I don't mind giving it away for my Master!"

"Ok-Ok! That's enough! So this is how it feels." He remarked, shaking his head. "Seems everything was successful. Good, the Faceless even tells me you made a deal with the Hells."

Of course, they were spying for my Master. I need my own unit.

"That is correct. However, that will only last till a higher power takes notice. It seems like the Seven Heavens are making things quite difficult for almost everyone." I remarked, glancing up at the Angels.

"I thought they would have attacked four months ago. I guess they have more control than I thought. So let's give them a surprise." Said Master.

"Oh, before you do so. What of Freya, my Master? Are you not still going back to the Holy Swords? Would this not just mean that she is siding with you?" I deliberately asked, knowing he still had other plans for the holy swords.

"And the Angels just declared war on everyone. We don't know the Angels' initiative. Look at Yggdrasil. She is a part of the Court of Nox, but she is here. Priories matter; the angels will understand." He callously explained, waving his hand dismissing the very idea. Knowing he had a plan to deal with this issue, I dropped the matter.

"Arsene is--"

Halting her words, both Ygg and I froze in place as the strange shadow in the skies began to pierce through the atmosphere. Covered in flames, a humongous cross-shot down from the Heavens stabbing into the surface of Midgard.

Spreading its radiance over the Nine Worlds of Yggdrasil, I felt the hairs over my skin begin to rise, but I could see Freya hovering in the air as I peered up. Cold as Ice, she bore down and drew the sword at her waist.

"ARSENE!!!!" A vengeful howl rang over the Nine Worlds as I turned to my Master smiling pridefully.

"You know you're a badass when everyone knows your name. Hear that, Mimir? They are singing praises of me." Master commented, carrying a dark smile. He stared at the Golden Cross that had pierced onto his land, that sat a single angel standing at the very top of the cross.

The ground had begun to rumble, and the winds began to pick up. Failing over my robes, Arsene took to the skies and stood near Freya, with his hands behind his back.

"There you are! the foulest of demons." The Angel, whose name was on the tip of my tongue, cried. He was old, very old, but beneath his sagging flesh, I could feel a great power within the realm of High God.

"Where is Seraphina? I would have loved to gaze upon her beauty, not some sack of shit. Such a shame. How have you been, Micah?" Arsene coldly said, bearing a smile.

Micah growled when the cross beneath his feet suddenly began to burn with a radiant flame. However, it was then the hairs upon my flesh stood on end when Arsene suddenly snapped.

Dismissing the flames of heaven, my eyes, alongside Micah and Ygg's eyes, grew wide like the stars. "Sorry, but fire and darkness are mines to control. Find something else." Said my Master, not bothering to hide the contempt in his eyes. "Perks of carrying the Flame of Hellfire"

Micah's expression grew dark, flaring his golden wings; a frightening amount of power raced over Midgard, alongside the other eight worlds.

Ygg's expression was icy as she pulled forward. "Can I assume the Angels are intending on destroying my land?"

Flicking to her side, the air soon turned to death as the very Dao of Death raced over the land. Staining the clouds, the grass, and the elements with its grace, Hela appeared instantly. Holding onto her Scythe, she peered with her sharp, emerald eyes glittering with a savage light.

"Three High Gods? That is it? you must be looking down on me." Siad Micah, chuckling dismissively. "Hand over Arsene, and you will have the honor of being slaves."

I glanced at the rather amused expression of Arsene, and he turned to me, "Do you know the story on how the Nine Worlds came into being?"

I nodded; how could I not? It's the origin of my people. There exist monsters within the Nine Worlds. Monsters who are all elder gods. One is only a spirit, but his power was so great none dared to try for his throne. If the Angels intend to destroy this realm, they will definitely pay the price.

"Actually, I will be the one you will face." Said Freya walking out with a wisp of darkness trailing behind her. "The rest here will be carving your wings; your people's wings form their bodies."

Narrowing my eyes, a power, a horrific power, began to push apart the laws, causing them to cry before turning into dust. Destroying the very essence of these lands, Arsene's laughter rang like bells.

"Seems it's the race, Ygg. If Freya has it, so does Mimir." He crackled in laughed, narrowing his smoldering dark eyes. "Peal his wings off his body, Freya.. Destroy all that he is. "