Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 456: Blood Lord - Court of Blood

"Arcane Gale,"

Casting a massive imaginative invisible sphere that represented my blade's reach, the winds howled with the power of Noctem, severing the very essence of wind, life, and light in a matter of seconds.

Charging at Serg rushing towards me, the demonic emerald flames around were severed into embers before he could grasp what had happened. By the time Serg had appeared before me, my blade was already at his throat, ready to tear a new hole into his flesh.

However, Elena, who I had just blasted away with a powerful discharge of Darkness, appeared slapping Noctem down with her rapier screaming with a demonic Qi.

Not willing to go empty-handed, I twisted my body the moment the head of Noctem crashed into the ground, stabbing my arm surrounded by a vicious spear intent black as obsidian steel into his chest. Ripping his heart out from the back of his chest.

Not letting the bloodlust from my first kill in a while, go to my head, the Spear of Noctem that had crashed into the dirt coiled like the Devil on the Tree of Life towards Elena's throat, with a severing glint.

"Your skill is monstrous," She screamed, parrying my blade that sent her off her feet into the air like a flying rocket.

Snapping my fingers, the Crest of Lightning stormed the skies drizzling with a mist of rain. Licking my lips lustfully, the flash of a sinister black beast flickered through the air stealing a large portion of Abyssal Night Qi from my core.

Gritting my teeth, I paled as I forced almost half of my Qi into the Crest of Lightning. However, the power it was congealing had the hairs upon my back rising on end. Dao was the core of us Cultivators, and my comprehension was one the highest. It was only due to my low qi that I could not bring out its full capabilities.

Holding Elena in my sight, I arched my left arm high in the air as if to command the very heavens. Cruelty smiling, I did something every true Otaku needed in their life to accomplish.

"Let Justice Be Done, Through Heavens Fall, Kirin!"

BOOM!!!!!

Flashing down like an entity of destruction, an obsidian dragon with scarlet eyes, carrying a devilish nature, tore through the skies decimating the land of Alos.

Widening my eyes, I covered my body in Abyssal Night, protecting myself as a massive electrical shockwave flashed through the air reaching a few hundred kilometers in a matter of seconds.

"Ooops. We were supposed to save people, right? I don't know how hero's do this shit. It seemed to me they kill more than they save." I uttered, brushing off the obsidian lightning coiling around me, trying to reach into my bones.

"Abaddon, you idiot!" Kurt bellowed angrily, "You killed everyone! What were you thinking? That move didn't even kill that woman!"

Pursing my lips, I sighed, sending a measuring stare at the charcoaled woman with a missing arm. "So half my qi, without the use of Noctem, can heavily injure a Mid-Demi God. With Noctem, I could kill a peak Demi-God alone. Although I am sure a few like Sig and Kurt can give me a run for my money. Shit, that battle would be one to the death.

"Your a true demonic cultivator, arent you. Why do you stand against the Court of Blood?" Elena calmly asked, pulling out a small pill from her spiral ring. Gulping her heavenly pill down without hesitation, my gaze grew wide as she became new once more. There was not even a pause or a moment of healing; she just became new.

"What the hell?"

Tracing my gaze over her ring, I hummed in thought. Although I was a little curious about this so-called Court of Blood, that name sounded familiar and ancient to me.

"Sene," Lilith suddenly said, appearing to my left. Her hand dripping with blood, "Someone is coming. I can feel a spiral portal opening. We need to kill her and flee."

"Aunty is correct! I, too, can feel it." Arkanos, the little silver dragon, uttered gravely, "it's a Greater Teleportation. Someone from another region outside the Swords Coast is coming."

"None of you are going anywhere." Elena claimed, clenching her fist, "The Lord of Blood, my father will have your heads."

Rather indifferent over the entire scenario, I glanced around at the wreckage of my power and then at Elena. Why were they here? And also, why does this Court of BLood sound so familiar?

"Running is useless. if this man can teleport throughout the regions, running will do us no good." I calmly claimed, holding the woman I should have simply killed when I had the chance instead of fooling around in my sights.

Returning Noctem upon my back, a small fluctuation in space began to ripple out, growing larger with each second that passed. Sensing the blood aura mixed with divinity, I could feel my very blood stir out of my control for but a moment.

Materializing out from space, just behind Elena a few meters away. Stood a tall, slender aristocrat, draped in a black cloak that held a bloody tunic beneath, with a dark vest over the tunic. The man was quite handsome and charming, with sharp eyes that had a menacing glint.

"Greeting." Said the well-dressed can elegantly, without any form of anger like I had expected, "My name is Gaius Winterblack, First Elder of the Court of Blood."

"Abbadon," I uttered sharply as His brow shot up.

"As in Abbadon Snow, the most wanted man right now in the Kingdom of Caisa?"

Smirking sourly, I shrugged, "I haven't been back to Caisa in a while, but I would think so."

"Father! What are you doing! Kill them!" Elena desperately screamed, clenching her fist shut, "They killed everyone! We were sent here on your orders! You must avenge--"

"This was under the orders of the Demonic Knights. Due to a favor, they asked of me. My interest is in you and only you, not what the Knights are involved in." Gaius Winterblack reprimanded fluidly, "But you did allow me to meet someone quite interesting."

This man. He is very dangerous. He is definitely a monster like Grey.

"If you do not mind me asking, the Court of Blood, what is it?" I hesitantly inquired, feeling that name buzzing within the back of my head.

Gaius Winterblack smiled, placing his hands on Elena's shoulder, "Another time, maybe. Till we meet again, Abbadon Snow."