Way of the Knights

Chapter 387 - War: End

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Raven's current appearance was destined to leave an indelible mark to anyone who witnessed it. 

This was the first time that everyone saw his Knightly Armament, and it was something unforgettable. 

Everyone watched as he silently floated in the air. His long blue hair cascaded behind him like beautiful ocean waves. The black armor he wore appeared like it was made by a divine blacksmith from the remains of a black dragon, each piece was covered with a dark gold aura that exudes a stifling presence and an overbearing might. There was a piece of white silk wrapped around his neck which floated gently and the most impressive sight of the golden wheel behind him which depicted at least a thousand arms. 

"Heroic Influence: Destruction Territory." Raven called out with a domineering voice.

Instantly, a dome of dark golden light appeared within ten miles around him. Everyone's hearts palpitated as the dome appeared, it didn't matter how close they were since even just by looking at it, one could tell that this dome was extremely dangerous. 

Raven then clapped his hands, causing a resounding sound to startle everyone. The golden wheel behind him rotated and sent out a massive golden fist heading straight towards Vit'hum. 

*Whew!* *Boom!*

Vit'hum puked blood as the fist hit the ride side of his body, he tried to defending earlier but it wasn't enough to tear the golden fist. 

Surprisingly, an unexpected development occur. 

The side where the golden fist landed not only felt painful but also tingly. Vit'hum scanned his body and to his horror, he saw how his skin now has white marks that consistently eroded his body. 

Vit'hum could tell that those white marks are some kind of a Law but he had no idea what they were. He revolved his Death Law energy to suppress the corrosion but to his surprise, it wasn't working. 

"You!" Vit'hum roared indignantly, "What is this!"

Raven looked at him coldly and answered: "Destruction Laws. Everything that's created will eventually be destroyed. Cease your futile attempts, so long as your alive, the Destruction Laws won't dissipate."

"Damn you!" Vit'hum roared as he ignored the corrosion of Raven's Destruction Laws.

A thick Death Energy condensed on his mouth, turning into pitch black flames that shot forward in attempts of swallowing Raven alive. 

Raven snorted and waved his hand two times. At his first wave, a golden palm appeared before him, promptly shielding him from the Death Flames, at the second wave, an enormous fist descended from the sky, squashing Vit'hum mercilessly. 

Vit'hum felt like a mountain was tossed to him, his body gave in from the sheer weight of the fist. His blood churned and his intestines felt like it was being compressed. He let out a stuffy cough accompanied by a black blood. 

As soon as the fist disappeared, he dashed towards Raven with reckless abandon. Vit'hum's arms bulged as veins popped out, his claws extended as he intended to rip Raven's indifferent face. But before he could even come close, a palm swatted him away like he was some sort of a pest, causing him to shot backwards while coughing out blood. 

As Vit'hum experienced this, he finally understood what was going on earlier. 

In truth, the wheel behind Raven was the one that's been constantly attacking him even before Raven revealed his Heroic Form. The wheel was invisible earlier and not even him could see it, causing him to be confused. 

Vit'hum stood up from the rubble. His mind was clouded by anger and his demeanor was not any different from a cornered beast. 

He couldn't accept it. There's no way that he could accept this kind of situation.

Vit'hum was a very prideful being. In his eyes, everything is below him. Everything that he sees was his property and every human he encounters was his food. 

He was incredibly ambitious too. His appetite could no longer be sated by the humans that lived at the Grand Ancestral Plane. His sights were locked at the humans of the Divine Realm. In his opinion, those humans were the true delicacies that will allow him to ascend into a True Dragon and also the key for him to become a God. He already decided that no matter what, he will leave this place and feed on the humans of the Divine Realm.

But now, he's nothing short of miserable. 

It only took one mistake for the foundations of his ambitions to be shaken. 

A prey that's not even enough to fill a small corner of his seemingly bottomless stomach, completely reversed the roles and made him suffer so much. 

First his bloodline was sealed, then his soul was damaged. These two things alone was already enough for his anger to soar towards the highest heavens, yet it didn't stop there. Because his bloodline was sealed, he couldn't heal nor get stronger from eating humans anymore, the soul tearing pain he constantly felt was maddening. 

The beast horde, supposed to be the key for his recovery, were all destroyed. And not only did this kid managed to get stronger, he also had the aid of the Plane's Consciousness in this battle. 

The injuries he currently has aren't really that serious, if there's anything troublesome, it would be the kid's destruction laws. But now that his strength was currently being drained by the Chains of Order, he will continue to be weakened while Raven remains strong. 

The cunning plans of this kid was incredibly simple but due to him underestimating the brat, he fell for it an now he's suffering. 

"Argh!" 

A beastial roar escaped from his lips. A pair of bat-like wings appeared from the lump behind his back. 

With one flap of his wings, he was instantly onto Raven's face by just like what happened earlier, he was swatted back like a fly. Additionally, a golden fist came crashing down from the right, hitting him while he's completely unprepared. He flew back like a broken kite but the Chains of Order prevented him from going any farther. 

Vit'hum tried to stand up but was alarmed when he saw that another golden fist was about to hit him from the left. He stretched out his arms to receive the attack and managed to do so with difficulty but another golden fist emerged behind him.

*Boom!* *Crack* *Cough!*

Vit'hum was squashed between the knuckles of the golden fists. He nearly passed out from the pain of his bones breaking. 

When the golden fists disappeared, it revealed the pitiful appearance of Vit'hum. His entire body was dyed with his black blood, some bones on his arms jutted from his flesh, his arms were badly mangled and his face looked hideous. 

"ARGH!!"

Vit'hum roared, he endured the pain stemming from his soul and tapped on the power of his bloodline. Everyone watched as his body tried healing itself while Vit'hum thrashed around in pain. 

Due to the effects of the bloodline seal, the natural recovery from his bloodline was greatly affected. Not only that, but he also had to endure the pain that comes with it.

Raven could've easily prevented him from doing this but he didn't. He coldly watched as Vit'hum, struggled from the pain. He knew that Vit'hum was deliberately accepting the damages on his soul in order to heal his body, thinking that his fleshly strength was enough to deal with Raven. 

Unfortunately, that's incredibly naive on his part.

As soon as Vit'hum reattached his broken bones, his maddened face contorted as he saw Raven. He breathed Death Flames on his body, even going as far as setting his wings on fire. He then flew like a meteor towards Raven, wanting, hoping to at least land one attack in order to vent his frustrations off. 

But again, that way of thinking was naïve…

*Boom!*

Vit'hum was swatted away like a fly once again. The Death Flames didn't even leave a scratch on the palm that appeared before Raven. 

"Pitiful." Raven uttered with thick disdain. 

Vit'hum just doesn't learn. How many times must he be swatted like a fly, for him to learn that he needed to changed his attack patterns? That being said, that should be asking too much from him. After all, Vit'hum only relies on his natural advantages in battle. Asking for a technique or battle style from him is a bit much.

Raven felt some fluctuations nearby. He looked above and saw King Alexander flying towards him, his face looked a bit exhausted but he wasn't injured anywhere. 

One nod from the King and Raven knew that his fight against Alastair had ended already. And from the looks of it, he won. 

"Rest easy, Uncle." Raven told him, "I'll wrap this up shortly." 

King Alexander nodded and tapped Raven's shoulders before flying back to the East Gate. 

Raven returned his attention towards Vit'hum and sighed. He then sent a transmission sound to the Old Consciousness and started walking forward. 

The Chains of Order that bound Vit'hum suddenly tightened. It then pulled his limbs on opposing directions, causing him to be immobilized. Vit'hum struggled madly like a caged beasts, grunts and roars escaped his lips as he did so but all of them fell into deaf ears. 

Raven took out a vial on his spatial ring and as soon as he did that, Vit'hum instantly felt an existential threat. His heart shook and his pupils constricted as Raven stood in front of him. Fear encased his heart and just as he was about to plead for mercy, the cork of the vial popped open and the contents of the vial splashed on his entire body. 

As Vit'hum's body was being purified by Vivic Flames, the last thing he heard was Raven's words.

"Be a better person on your next life, should you ever have one."