Chapter 341: Island of Saar (1/2)

Fuming like a raging demon of the Nines, Tala firmly placed her arms upon the finely set dining table. The emerald glint within her eyes was dark with ominous clouds as she plotted or at least attempted to.

”What do you have to know such information?” I muttered softly, losing interest in the meal before me. It was tasteless. How a queen could eat such a thing told me many things.

”Regnar is a Demi-God.” She gloomily told, carrying grace in her tone. That seemed never to pale, no matter the anger or state of being.

”And Zanris is a Devil of Nine, although I am sure you figured that out.” I meticulously stated, fueling the building resentment within her heart.

”Indeed,” Said Tala, removing her palms from the table.” But it begs the question why one of Arsene's men is here?'

”His men? Quite presumptuous are we? I work for myself, Woman. Although once you form a deal with Ashna, I cannot say the same for you.”

”You seem overly familiar with a God.” Tala probed.

”You could say we are quite close,” I said, rising from my chair. ”Good day Lady Tala. I will be off. I hope you survive. Silvia and Zanris are both coming. And what do you think will happen when she finds you?”

Withdrawing from the dining table, I ignored the ugly expression upon the two ladies. Tala had caused her own downfall. If one was so fearful, why allow her in prison? Why not simply sneak in and kill her? She wished for Zanris to suffer, never to see the light again, and it backfired.

Entering my cabin, I rested my body, sending a text to Zanris and Silvia of what I had seen. Zanris had gotten separated for some reason, something I suspected to be related to Tala. However, it did not matter, not yet anyway.

Pulling out the Scepter of Remtela. The faint whisper of despair echoed like a gentle lover within my mind. Clawing at my heart, the Scepter shone with a dark mist. Laying my eye upon the single rune, I had never seen before. My fingers gently traced over it.

”Trap, Eliminate, Free,” It faintly whispered.

Shocked, never having seen a spirit within a weapon, my heart throbbed in fascination. Sensing the hidden divinity, it soon began to coil around my palm like a serpent. As if it had eyes, I could feel its stare.

”Such power, but it begs to question what are your limits?”

I had no perspective of how powerful this weapon or any could be. Most of those I fought were under the flames of Hellfire. A power that went against creation. It was not truly a fair weapon. However, once I become a god, I will need weapons aside from a spear.

Adding a bit of my Demonic Qi within the Scepter of Remtela, the rune upon its skull began to glimmer. Feeling my power beginning to amplify, a strange force attempted to compel me to cast a Circle.

Releasing my grip, my gaze grew solemn, ”You will have your turn, that I can promise you.” I muttered, placing the Scepter of Remtela into a low-grade spiral ring. Now was not the time to test such a weapon.

Sitting in the Lotus position, I entered a trance, not to study the Dao of Heaven but rather ponder my combat skills. I knew my real self was doing that, but I needed to improve them here and now. I could not wait years. Not with a potential Demi-God, as my enemy. It can be safely assumed that this man is working with Sitri.