Paragon of Death

Chapter 231 - 231 Chapter 230: Ancient warlord reveals himself

231 Chapter 230: Ancient warlord reveals himself

“This is why the old gods are needed. These fools don’t know how to handle this world. They will ruin it” The god of sword said with a stern look on his face.

Creating a pseudo-host is no small thing.

“We should go… we didn’t go through all this trouble just to let these humans destroy themselves,” The god of shield said coldly.

Everyone agreed and just as they were about to leave, they heard a sound.

Crack!

Crack!

They all turned and saw a lean figure seated in a cross-legged position with unrealistically long red and silver hair.

The hole on his chest was covered up, alongside his wounds but unlike before his eyes weren’t silver and red, they were both red!

Grrrrrrrr!

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Armanthos was yet to acknowledge the presence of his enemies yet they felt extremely threatened. They felt like they were in the presence of a primordial beast.

“He is dead… We were too late and it’s all my fault…. If I never left, this wouldn’t have happened” Armanthos said with great sorrow in his eyes as he felt all the knowledge accumulated by Duke Hail in his short life span. It was like a short clip but it was filled with so many memories, Armanthos couldn’t control his emotions.

He just sat there with his eyes wide open as streams of tears ran down his eyes.

The four old god hosts were stunned as the man who was meant to be dead was alive and walking. In their continent, they lacked the presence of supernatural beings so they knew nothing about Armantho’s pains.

“It’s okay, I will just kill him anyway…” the goddess of bow said as she casually held the air as if she was holding a real bow and arrow.

She pulled and released, creating a powerful hurricane surging toward Armanthos!

Shiiiii!

Armanthos’ eyes shone with cruelty as his body vanished!

Shit!

The goddess of bow quickly took a step to the side as blood squirted out of her breasts as a claw wound appeared.

Boom!

The hurricane was split in two and Armanthos could be seen standing a distance away, looking toward the capital with his blood-drenched claws.

“I will do my part and deal with them. I hope you keep your part of the deal and save my Gyro” He said towards the distance but those words were directed at Damon.

The old god hosts were dumbfounded as they almost couldn’t explain what happened. All they knew was that the goddess of the bow attacked and suddenly got hurt. They couldn’t even see him coming!

How did he get so strong in a short while?

Or was he holding back before?

Their minds were in turmoil but they did their best to hide their emotions.

“I smell fear, anxiety, disbelief…” Armanthos’ calm voice shattered the last mental barrier they were desperately holding on to.

He slowly turned to meet their gaze, revealing blood-red eyes as his aura surged creating the image of a mighty silver werewolf and a mighty red werewolf.

They weren’t one anymore but two different entities attached to one being.

“In the past, I was just a free man determined to protect his hometown. But now I am an emperor with true sovereignty….” Armanthos mumbled to himself, completely immersed in the feeling he was experiencing at the moment.

Bang!

The four old god hosts furiously jumped into the air, brandishing their weapons at Armanthos

“Ladies and Gentlemen… Let me show you what a Lone Alpha looks like….” Armanthos ignored the airborne figures and gave a deep bow as he spoke those words lightly.

Only the strong have the privilege to remain calm even in the face of danger!

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“They are both dead… you will die as well….” Cassidy said to the orc chieftain with a cruel smile but he got the opposite response.

Hmph!

Buzz!

Cassidy frowned as he suddenly felt the threat of danger for the first time since he entered this world.

“In the past, I fought and killed the past guardian spirit host of light. I have fought wars and destroyed civilizations…. I have destroyed and built and for that reason alone, I am a god in my way… These weaklings you killed were getting in my way, I would rather let them die and fight alone… let me show you the strength of this old Cheif” The orc Chieftain said the last part and began walking towards Cassidy.

His movements were slow and steady but each step was as heavy as a mountain.

Boom!

Boom!

With each step, he took the world around him trembled as his muscles bulged and green fumes began pouring out of all holes in his body.

Huff!

Sacred markings and symbols appeared all over his green body and only then did he finally stop walking forward.

“Let’s begin”

Bang!

A green blur appeared near Cassidy and struck forward with a casual open palm!

Swoosh!

In response, Cassidy raised his hands to block while simultaneously using his wings to wrap around his body at the same time.

Boom!

It felt like the world exploded as a simple palm strike tore through the golden wings, tearing through his raised hands and punching a hole in his chest!

Booooom!

Cassidy was sent spiraling back, shooting out of the capital and towards a far distance.

If these kids think that an ancient warlord like him who dominated the battlefield and forced the continent to unite just to subdue him can be killed so easily then they must be fools.

This was the power he wanted to use and kill Damon but now he has come across an even stronger foe, he won’t hesitate to destroy him with every ounce of his power!

Gerald and Dillain watched from a distance with their nails buried so deep into their palms they were bleeding! To think that the orc chieftain would let the other die simply because he wanted to fight alone!

If they could deal with Cassidy on their own, they wouldn’t hesitate to put their lives on the line just to kill this old bastard!