GREED: ALL FOR WHAT?

Chapter 1098 The Beginning Of The End.

Ragnarok is not a Warrog or a vampire. He is a creature that has never been seen before. He is a hybrid of demon, warrog, and Vampire. He is covered with a layer of black bone armor embedded with what looks like red scales. These scales are glowing runes and symbols, pulsating with mystic energy. They are not physical things.

"Rawrrrr!"

He roared with a Colossal maw full of black teeth. His teeth are also embedded with the same glowing red runes. And so are the horns on his head. 

And what a sight his horns are. Atop his head is a crown-like crest of antlers that emanate an iridescent glow. And between them is a red halo. 

Intricate runic patterns, resembling cosmic constellations, adorn the antlers and his entire body. 

These runes pulse with the telltale signs of blood power. Anyone who thinks so will be mistaken because it isn't blood power but the power of the law of slaughter.

The light of the runes is similar to the pulsing glow of his third eye. This eye saw all of life in the plane. He also saw those in between that are transitioning to death. Amongst these beings transitioning between the state of death and life is the Emperiti Primogenitor. He was paying attention so he saw her permanent transition to death. 

A red stalk with a spherical crown of fluffy tuft appeared in the location of the devil pit. The tuft are actually the blood trees that line the devil pit so the red stalk is very large. It is like a large red and demonic-looking dandelion. 

But this dandelion is not fearsome despite how it looks. It is just as harmless as a normal dandelion. Apparently, the fact that it is a Primogenitor didn't change its nature. 

The Ghouls have cornered the Emperiti Primogenitor now. They found her main body after getting rid of all her spawns. She has nowhere to run but she also can't stay hidden in the ground anymore. So she tried to fly away. 

It is a pitiful sight really. She can't move on her own. The winds have to move her like a real dandelion. And though the plane has been windy lately because of all the storms, that isn't going to save her from the grabby hands of the ghouls. They swarmed the helpless floating dandelion and tore it apart.

He commented idly, "The plane has changed so much."

He watched the Emperiti Primogenitor die and many others. The once lush plane has become broken and barren. Forests have been destroyed and even the very earth itself uprooted. He sees death and destruction everywhere he looks. There is little life and what little he sees is barely hanging on. 

The Ghouls are after everything and they won't stop until the Vampires are gone. Unfortunately, Drastoic and Secula have been able to keep the planar portal defended. The Vampires have formed a little stronghold there that has managed to withstand the scourge of the ghouls. So the Vampires won't be eliminated soon which means the plane has to continue to suffer. 

He lamented, "What a pitiful sight." 

Then he offered generously, "The plane shouldn't suffer like this. Let me finish what I started. I will put it out of its misery."

He was the one that unleashed the ghouls so it is just right that he ends the suffering of the plane. So he extended his ten tails from behind him into the world. 

His tails are like phantom organs. They are made up of an intricate formation of red runes infused with beads of devouring. They do not have a solid and fixed form like the rest of his body. So they extended like tentacles outwards from him. They resembled the plumage of a peacock after extending. They are truly beautiful. That beauty remained even as they began to devour the world.

He spread his tails apart so that they would have a wider range. Each tail is about three times his height. That means they are 30 kilometers in length. The red runes within them shimmered and glittered. They held the beads of devouring together in the vague shape of a tail. They also made the devouring power of the beads work together instead of against each other. So that they will be able to tear the world apart better.

It does look like the world is being torn. The tails cut the air and earth like a knife through butter. They rip and then they crush the parts that they cut apart with the overwhelming power of devouring. They grow stronger the more they devour and then repeat the whole process. That can only be called tearing the World apart. 

This is the effect of his concept at work. Matter was broken into energy and devoured along with all the energy around the tails. It was like an opening had been created in a dam. The bonds that held the world together were broken and what made the world what it is was then siphoned into Ragnarok.

His tails punctured the world and like a balloon, it deflated as it expunged some air. So it is not a wonder that a storm kicked up. What Ragnarok is doing is unnatural and very dangerous to the plane. But the world can't stop it from happening. It could only kick up a fuss. The howling of the wind and the sound that the earth made as it was shredded are simply the moans of a helpless world being crushed. They are the cries of a dying being.

This event didn't go unnoticed. The will of the plane, the fountain of life, and the demon god noticed it. Even the helpless mortals noticed it. The large destructive storm that started is all the indication they need. Because at the center of the new storm is a glowing red and black beast. 

There are some irregular crystal pillars on Ragnarok's back. These are the sources of light that can be seen for thousands of miles. It made him stand out from within the eye of the storm. Mortals saw him and they knew then that the world would end because of him.