469 The Missing Piece, The Real Reason for the Fall of the Blood Demons (1/2)

Day ▋▋ - ▋▋:▋▋ ▋▋ - Underground Crystal Basin, Unknown Dimension

The way Alana blurted that out made everyone direct a strange glare towards her. Even Bathala was the same. What he said was mostly a joke that an Old Man like him could say. But this girl totally bit it.

”Uhm... Sorry...”

Alana said with all awkwardness. It was just her Otaku's way of thinking. After all, there were anime characters that ended up having gods or goddesses as their life partners. She thought that it might be interesting, well, if she met a male that was not like that blue thing.

Furthermore, she was single and was without any open suitor. There was nothing wrong with being excited at that the thought that Bathala gave them.

To thwart the awkwardness, Mark, who was the only one that understood Alana's train of thought, decided to get back to the topic.

”About the voice, do you know who it is?”

Mark asked. After all, he understood the other voices that he heard before in his head, aside from that single one. But even so, the person felt very familiar.

”That should be the voice of your ancestor. The founder of blood demons.”

Bathala replied, which made Mark felt even stranger. The Old Man then continued.

”You should have heard about the end of the Blood Demons already, am I right? It was not just a typical war among the Upper Dimension, Heaven, and the Lower Dimension, Hell. That happened with the manipulation of the Observer. The beings that led both the Angels and the Devils in that war are, Eyes, sent by him.”

They already heard about the war and how it was nothing but an event that instigated the Spirit Races and Demon Races to participate. Still, the truth that it was a war led by Angels and Devils had quite an impact to hear.

”Wait,” Karlene interjected. ”Don't the Eyes have those disgusting features, how would Angels and Demons follow them?”

Bathala did not reply immediately. Instead, he waved his staff, indicating the change of the scene around them.

Looking around, it was, without a doubt, the Spirit Dimension. However, the sky was colored red instead of its bright blue color. Furthermore, they were in an area near the sea. A kilometer away from the shore, the seawater was gone, however. There was an impossibly bottomless chasm where the water flowed into.

From the sky and from that chasm, two forces emerged to fight. At the center of the battlefield, however, was the innocent Blood Demons.

From the sky, and the land, a man with three pairs of white wings, wearing white armor with golden ornaments, was leading the forces. He wielded a pair of silver shield and sword on his hands and a bright halo shined above his head.

As the two forces charged towards each other, Bathala pointed at the two.

”Those two are the Eyes sent to instigate both forces. And to succeed in their missions, they had to have the same appearance as the others. If you remember that giant earlier, it also looked nothing but a mutated creature, it was until it was almost defeated. That is only when they would show their true appearance.”

While Bathala spoke, Mark was not looking at him. Mark was watching the Blood Demons below, especially a particular individual.

Seeing Mark's behavior, Bathala Smiled.

”That is your ancestor. The very same owner of the voice you are hearing in your mind. He was the leader of the race and the very first Blood Demon.”

Mark did not speak. Even Mei, the little girls, and Alana were emersed at the scene for some reason they could not fathom.

With their reaction, Bathala decided to not speak too much and let them watch. Of course, at specific points, he explained things.

It was like what Pefile and Amihan had told Mark and the others. The Blood Demons were the gatekeepers of the connection between the surface and the underworld.

Unexpectedly, the man looked like an angel. However, he had the wings and horns of a devil. Without a doubt, he was a mixed breed, the result of an Angel's and a Devil's sin. As a being that should not exist, he developed a trait unique to him after he was born.

He was a Unique being that should not exist, a monster that broke fate itself.

And of course, someone that was close to being a god as he could create his own legion despite its constraints.

The new Observer would not like something like that to exist.

And thus, using the Eyes, he started the war to stealthily remove this race from existence. Along the way, it also reduced the number of races living in the Spirit Dimension.

However, it did not go well.

The Ancestor of Blood Demons managed to hold back both the Eyes from the Angels and Devils, even to the point of defeating them.

Still, while the prowess of the Ancestor was displayed, it did not hide the tragic happenings around him. One by one, the Blood Demons had fallen. The Ancestor fought with his grief until he was the only one left. Fueled by his anger, he almost killed both the two Eyes.

It all happened while the forces of Angels and Surface Dwellers and Devils and Demons were enveloped in their own battles.

Many died. It was a helpless and brutal conflict.

But then, when the two were at their defeat before their allies could help them, their bodies burst out into a disgusting mass of eyes. The two helplessly ganged up on the Ancestor, who finally realized the truth in this war.

Not only him, but the whole battlefield was also frozen when the two revealed their real forms.

They realized that they were being used as they knew that appearance that the two turned into.

Both forces lost their moral. Some even tried to help the Ancestor of the Blood Demons, not minding whether they were an Angel or a Devil. It was the same for the Spirit Races and Demons that realized their mistake.

However, those two Eyes were not someone that anyone could just contend on a whim. The two were at the level of Higher Deities. It was already amazing that the Ancestor of Blood Demons lasted that long.

In the end, pierced by two beams of light on his chest, the Ancestor had fallen.

At his death, with a very weak voice, he declared with a fearless smile.

”In the future, we will return. When that time comes, you better clean your neck, you meddlesome impostor.”