Solo Leveling: I Am The Only Supreme With the Cheating System

Chapter 395 Nosferatu: Typhon's First Lord



Chapter 395 Nosferatu: Typhon's First Lord

"Please, Don't kill us!"

"Yes! We'll do anything! Don't kill us!!"

"We can fight for you! Yes! Kill the Emperor! You can be the Dragons' Emperor, we'll help with that."

"Not only that! We'll also help you in everything, the people will have to obey you! Just don't kill us!"

"Yes, we can be your dogs!"

"We'll even be more than you dog! If you want, we can be your slaves."

Michael and his group stood frozen hearing the nine guards of the Dragon empire, the ones proclaimed as the strongest, was now kneeling before them, crying and begging like miserable children.

"You all do know I'm not a Dragon, right?" He asked, his tone calm as ever.

"Yes! Powers is all that matters, with us by your side-- No... With us Behind you, No one will dare say otherwise." The old man said.

The nine were on the ground, Kowtowing to Michael.

"These guys are useless, and I thought I'll have a good fight." Tyson grumbled, keeping back his broadsword.

"Indeed." Jennifer added.

Michael turned his head to the seal door, and asked:

"Can you guys open that?"

"Yes-Yes-Yes..."

Their word trailed off as realization struck them... Their faces instantly turned paled.

"What happened?" Michael turned his head back to the nine, a frown on his face.

"Well... You slapped the tenth guard to death, and to open the gate, the ten of us will infuse our energies into those palms on the ground, and it'll open."

"Oh... Then there's no need to leave you guys alive." He turned around, and walked towards the gate.

"What?! No!"

"Please!! NO!!"

"Yeah! We have valuable information! We'll tell you if you let us live!!"

"Yes! Please!"

"You guys seems to be forgetting something." Michael looked at the Nine over his shoulder, his eyes filled with killing instinct.

"Huh?"

The Nine looked down at the shadows holding their bodies, and their eyes widened In horrors feeling their grip tightening.

"You are in no position to negotiate with me... And I don't need you alive."

"AHHHHH!!"

"NOOOO!!"

"PIFFFF!!"

They screamed in pain, as the shadows tightened, crushing their bones, and even organs.

"PIFF!"

They all spurted out a mouthful of blood. The group watched as the shadows pulled, and tore apart the bodies of the nine true immortal guards.

{DING!}

{Points added: +50,000.}

{Total points: 25,000,000.}

Michael stopped a foot from the door, and looked down.

Tyson, Erika, Jennifer, and Drakon, watched as white transparent smokes flew out from the Nine guards' bodies. Before them, the smokes took the forms of the Guards...

...Dark Armor slowly appeared on the ten, with swords hanging behind them.

"Come here."

The ten nodded, leaped into the air; over the four, and landed behind Michael, then went down on one knee.

"Open this."

They nodded, stood up, and walked towards their spot, placing their hands on the palms.

CLICK!!

The four walked towards them, and stood beside Michael, observing the gate as it slowly opened.

"Welcome Supreme, and my Son."

Ragnarok's voice sounded from the pit.

Michael and his group looked at one another in confusion. This voice sounded calm, and filled with vitality and strength, not like someone who has been in here for more than a decade.

"You're all surprise because of my voice?"

They blinked in mild confusion.

"Don't be. To those outside, this is a prison, but to me, it's just a resting place... You can say I'm on a Vacation."

"Vacation?!"

The five were stunned speechless.

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[Raynard's Hideout.]

BAM!

Raynard landed on the ground, and moved his gaze around, as his wings redrew inside his body.

***Oh? You're here.***

Deimos, Son of Ares, walked out from the Temple.

"Lord Deimos."

Raynard said with a bow.

***Why are you here?***

Deimos asked with a slight frown.

"Supreme is here." Raynard revealed, his head still bowed.

***Really? That's good.***

Deimos smirked.

"Huh? I don't get Lord Deimos, Why is it a good thing?" Raynard asked in mild confusion, not knowing why Deimos was happy.

Whizzed!!!

The space distorted, and a man looking his early 30s appeared.

Seeing this man, the two instantly got down on one knee, their heads bowed.

"Greetings, God Ares."

***Greetings, Father.***

***Hmm... What about Supreme?***

Ares, who was in an obsidian armor, slowly moved his gaze on the two.

***Father, Supreme is in this realm, at the moment, he's busy releasing Ragnarok.***

***Hmm...***

Ares turned his head to Raynard, then at his Son.

***It's Time, Come with me.***

With that said, he walked inside the Temple. Deimos and Raynard stood up, and followed behind him.

The temple has an ancient interior, with touches all over the hall, illuminating the room, and the huge coffin before the three.

"What is this?" Raynard asked in mild confusion, all the years he had entered here, he hasn't gone this far inside...

***Lower your voice! This is the prison of Ruler Typhon's first Lord.... We discovered this with her help.***

Deimos said, stopping on track.

Raynard also paused, observing the Woman sitting on the Coffin, her eyes closed.

"Wow? What a beauty." He murmured under his breath

Whoosh!!

BAM!!!

Raynard froze as a dagger shot towards him, missing him by a hair-length; It struck the pillar behind him, shattering it in the process.

"...This?"

Raynard was horrified, he stood frozen, trembling in fear.

***Lord Ares, is this the minions below you? So shameless?***

The beauty opened her eyes, staring at the three men before her.

***Forgive his insolence, Sword saint.***

Ares waked forward, slowly circling the coffin.

***How sure are you.*** He asked.

***I don't get.***

Sword saint turned her head to Ares, who was now behind her.

***Are you strong enough to release him?***

Ares clarified, stopping in front of her.

***Fufufu... You shouldn't be worried about that...***

Sword saint jumped down the coffin, and asked with a smile.

***You got what I asked for?***

***Right here.***

Ares gestured his hand to Raynard.

"Huh?" Raynard was stunned.

***Hmm...***

Sword saint took a step, appearing in front of Raynard, she raised her hand and slowly ran a finger on his face.

Raynard observed her action, and a smile appeared on his face.

***He has Dragons' traits, and also a powerful one at that... He also has the blood of Ashyn, he might not be Ashyn's chosen, but he'll be Nosferatu's.***

"What?!"

Raynard was stunned.

***Why so surprise? You're placed in that throne because of this. You were left alive because we need Supreme to be in this Realm before proceeding with the ritual... Nosferatu can only be resurrected by sensing the ruler of the abyssal.***

Raynard took a step back from her, his face filled with horror, and dread.

***Don't worry, You'll make a good host.***

"Why?! God Ares, Lord Deimos! I have always been a loyal Subject! Why?! I have never betrayed you, not once!!" He yelled, taking more steps back.

***We know, and that's why we made you the emperor, You have been the Emperor for more than a decade... So our deal Is off, and it's time for you to fulfill your second purpose.*** Ares said in a calm tone.

"You!!"

He looked at the three, turned around and shot towards the door.

***Oh? A mortal is trying to escape from three gods?***

Sword saint smirked, and with a flick of her finger, a force pulled Raynard towards them.

"No! No!! Let me go!!!"

Raynard struggled, but was all in vain

***Shhh.... Stay still.***

Sword saint placed him on the ground, and sealed his lips with her powers.

"Hmm, mmm!"

***Good, now be a good dragon.***

She turned around and walked towards the Coffin.

***Ready.***

Ares nodded, and pointed a finger at the Coffin, a burst of Divinity shot out from his finger, entering the Coffin.

***The seal have been destroyed.*** he said, lowering his hand.

***Thanks.***

Sword saint walked forward, stopping a foot from it.

***Saying the truth, I have never done this before, But I must free you, Nosferatu... I miss you.***

She closed her eyes, and started:

***Nosferatu, Rebbi ? Yidammen, ????????? ??? ???? ??? ??????. ??? ????? ??? Tudert; ??? ?????? ?? ????, ?? ???? ?? ??????? ??? ?????... A Rebbi ? Idamen, ??????????, Kker, ?????? ???? ? Sidi! ???!! ???!! ???!! ?????????!!!***

[Translation: Nosferatu, God of Blood, I summon you from spirit to form. From form to Life; From life to death, and from death to eternal rest... God of Blood, I call you, Arise, and rule beside the Lord! Rise!! Rise!! Rise!! Nosferatu!!!.]

Her eyes snapped opened, and in unison, the whole Temple trembled violently.

***Did it work?*** Ares asked after some seconds, staring at the closed coffin.

***I have no Idea--***

BOOM!!!!

Sword saint flew backward from the sudden explosion, and landed some meters away.

The group stared at the green ghostly figure, which was now standing on the exact spot the Coffin was.

***Nosferatu.***

They muttered in unison.

The green ghostly figure moved his gaze around, and settled it on the horrified Raynard... Without a second to waste, he shot towards him... Entering Raynard's body.

BOOOOOOM!!!!!

A huge explosion occurred, pushing the three out from the Temple.

***This?***

They were stunned, staring at the temple entrance in surprise, then smiled afterward seeing the figure walking out.

***It worked.***


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