Paragon of Death

253 Chapter 252: Recruiting a guardian

If it were any other day they would have considered this news the best news they have heard so far but then it is different this time. The death of Sol means the birth of a new god of death. A God of death far more powerful than the previous.

With this, the inheritance of the world shared between Sol and Damon currently will completely go to Damon.

“At this point, he has become the true god of death,” Rose said with a deep frown.

She could only calmly question the future of this kid who has proven to be the biggest foe they may have to deal with.

“We can’t cry over spilled milk now. I believe we need to focus on what is important that we make sure he doesn’t ascend or even if he does, we have to make sure the other hosts around him do not.” Belial said with a deep frown.

Without the help of the cosmic spirits, it would be difficult for them to win. Damons action’s alone just cut off a good portion of their overall strength.

Right now, what these people can do is kill the other hosts and isolate Damon. That way, even if it’s in the mortal realm or in the heavens above they will be able to use the advantage of quantity to overwhelm him.

They all nodded since this is the only logical way they may win this war at the very end.

“Tomorrow, we will go all out now. We need to break into the empire before Damon completely assimilates the soul of the God of death. Only after that will he gain the inheritance of the power of death” Belial added and everyone nodded in agreement.

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... Within the Shadow palace in the palace of death....

Woosh!

A powerful wind surged within the room as a young figure sat in a cross-legged position in mid-air. He was completely naked with his hair fluttering badly. It seemed as if he planned to clasp his hands together but he couldn’t seem to do so because of the soul struggling fiercely between the palm of his hand.

“Damon! Do you think I can be killed easily? Do you really think the world will pick you over me?” Sol bellowed but Damon said nothing in response.

His eyes were cold as usual while his death aura rampaged around the soul in his hands slowly breaking it down bit by bit. With each crumb broken off, Damon would greedily consume it.

The wind current within the room was so fierce the doors and windows were forced open and only a pale-looking Blink and the remaining members of the angels of death remained.

The crystal on his chest was no longer black but silver. He had withdrawn all this death aura from Blink, allowing him to use his aura to sustain himself. He has reached the angel realm and isn’t a weak child anymore.

“My death aura somehow fused with genes, binding my power to you. Your offspring will forever carry the power of death with them” Damon said slowly but his eyes were still focused on the soul in between his palms. It felt as if he took his eyes away from it for one moment, it may be gone.

“Go… keep an eye on the war from me. I believe my actions have been noticed by the old gods. They will most likely be trying to strike me down tomorrow before it’s too late. As long as they can disrupt the process, Sol will be able to escape and keep coming back to trouble me in the future. My life is in your hands” Damon said with a calm look on his face.

“Don’t worry master, even if the world crumbles and the heavens descend, no one will be able to reach you” Blink said with a deep bow before leaving.

Lucy and Klien could only shoot Damon a curious glance before leaving hastily. Only after the trio has left did Damon’s figure morph into something humanoid.

It had four Pairs of wings and a death scythe in its hands.

“We all know why you sent them away is for their protection and not for them to protect you… You are in your most vulnerable state now. Even I can escape the constraints of your mind now and we are almost at the same level” Demos said in a cold tone.

The guardian spirit of death has escaped Damon’s prison…

“Of course, I sent them away but it wasn’t for their safety. We need to talk” Damon said calmly without even bothering to look at the figure standing behind him with its weapon raised.

As long as it could strike and kill Damon on the spot, Sol will be free to take the body and become the true death god.

“Why would I listen to you when I can just strike you down now and put an end to all of this?” Demos asked in a calm tone.

“The fact you are asking this question means you are already compromised, the old demos I know won’t even bother speaking a word. He would have cut me down to save its master, yet it hesitates now. Is that because he doesn’t believe in his master anymore” Damon said with a mischievous smile and Demos frowned.

He was wrong about this kid….

Only a greater evil and kill a lesser evil…

Damon has evolved from an innocent child who simply wants to protect his family to the greatest evil the world has ever known.

The true essence of a death mage!

“What? What are you doing? Help me! Come on, help me!” Sol’s frantic screams filled the room but were ignored by Demos.

“I am not going to give you any fancy speech to bring you over to my side but I will say one thing, I am the strongest death mage the universe can ever get. You can either be a part of my journey or watch me become this world’s sole God from the sidelines” Damon said with cruel looks in his eyes.