Chapter 490: Yu Jing - Bloodlust (1/2)

Storming out from Arsene's estate, with Sigfried, Kurt, and Cleo, followed by Eroma, a cruel glint shimmered over my eyes.

Arkanos was being watched by Greyson, who could not be bothered to leave. Having given us the coordinates, he entered his room.

It had been almost two weeks since Yura and Arsene had gone missing, but hearing news from Arsene once more, my blood began to boil.

Drawing power from my draconic bloodline, a ruby red crystal rose on from my chest. Burning with a fiery inferno of Destructive Dao, two large ruby red ethereal wings suddenly sprouted from my back. Shimming with a bit of gold at its tips, I rocketed towards the skies.

Ignoring the law that should have to govern most, set by the Celestrial House, a feral growl hummed into the air, parting the clouds that danced over Casia.

It had been a while since I had been this furious. I should have killed that bastard two hundred years ago. I should have torn his throat out. Now his eyes are upon my Arkanos. My SISTER!

Flapping my wings, fangs began to rise, and my eyes began to shimmer with a familiar heat. Zando will soon feel the wrath of one of the most powerful beasts known to the Bed of Chaos.

Breathing the Dao of Destruction, mixed with the Dao of Chaos, the winds began to howl as my gaze spotted the calm aura of Arsene.

Shooting down from the skies of Casia, I landed upon the ground cracking the pavement. My eyes set upon the entrance.

”HALT!!!”

”ZANDO!!!!” I roared with untamed bloodlust. He is going to die today!

”Damn your fast,” Cleo uttered, appearing by my side, followed by Kurt and Sigfried. Yet Eroma was nowhere to be found.

”By order of Zando Godfray, none are allowed to enter or exit.” An unfamiliar Star-Lord shouted. With the crest of three noble stars on his chest.

Narrowing my gaze at the crest of Nox, I sneered, pulling out my Master's medallion that shimmered with authority held only by the Founder's, rang through the air. Crushing hope from the very hearts of man, the God before me fell to his knees.

”Get him out here now,” I ordered, baring my fangs like a common beast, despite my upbringing.

”Everyone call your master, and tell them.” Kurt suddenly informed, ”Just to be sure. Today, that bastard dies. Fate will not save him today.”

Still clenching my Master's medallion, I poured a bit of qi into it, signaling Master I may need her help. It was unnecessary, but Kurt was right; we best plan for the worst.

Rising from off his knees, the God I had not bothered to learn his name rushed inside. Hearing the breaking of glass and tableware, I narrowed my eyes, watching the ashen face of Zando appear gripping a strange-looking spear.

”Do you know who I am?” Zando spat, glaring at me with a burning heat that made me want to tear his eyes from his skull.

”A dead man,” I barked as three great powers began to shimmer within the air.