1 The Hero saves the World! (1/2)
Countless dead bodies could be seen lying in an exaggerated manner on the lava wet battleground, with many being headless. Such was the state of the realm defining war, on the last, 89th day.
Seven living beings could be seen in what seemed to be the center of the battleground. Several other people wearing heavy armor could also be seen in various parts of the ground, barely standing, over the corpses of the demons that fell during the war.
”You have lost, Proximus Darklord.” One of the six humans, leading from the front, spoke.
There was a skeleton like figure holding a long scythe and wearing a black robe in front of them. Blue neon light could be seen under his clothes.
The war for the Heavens was the battle between the Humans and the Demon's Heaven Army. The battle was inevitable. The demons were destroying and stealing the Fundamental Qi, which was the most essential Qi source for the cultivation path, since time immemorial.
The battle that came wasn't the result of a sudden decision of one or two leading figures from their respective sides. This was a calculated move, that was in planning for decades.
”I may have lost this war, but not this battle. Come at me, Saviour Lin.” Proximus shouted for a duel.
”Then a duel it shall be.” Lin Hui spoke, raising his spear.
”No! He may be hiding some cheap tricks.” complained Lang Shu, Lin Hui's sworn sister. Indeed, the current ruler of the demons was especially known for his underhanded way of fighting. At the same time, he was known for being heartless and cruel. His method of torturing was indeed questionable, even by a demons standard.
”That is why he is called a demon, Shu. If I cannot even beat him by myself, I am not worthy of my title.” Lin Hui retorted.
”Big words, 'hero'. If I am able to defeat you, you have to let me go.” Proximus rarely did anything without expecting something equivalent in return.
”No can do.” Lin Hui dashed forward, with enough speed to break the space and appear behind the Proximus.
”Huh?”
”Art of the Asura, Fury of Heaven's Wrath!” Lin Hui pressed his spear forward with just enough power. Not expecting sucha huge difference in power, all Eternal could do was slowly watch as the spear pierced through his chest.
”I won't kill you now. Your fate will be decided by the higher ups.” Lin Hui proclaimed.
”You really live up to my expectations, Lin Hui. Even if I was in my peak state, I couldn't even hold a candle to your extreme power. However, you lack something.”
”And what may that be?”
”The inability to do sacrifices!” Proximus suddenly ripped space apart and got hold of an unaware Lang Shu by surprise.
”Proximus! You really disappoint me. Hand her over this moment, else you won't know whats coming your way!” Lin Ming was furious.
”Disappoint you? Why should I even care for such little things? There is nothing called fairness in this cold and cruel world. You just have to accept it, and go along with it. Don't tell me that you never indulged in the darker side. For there is light, there will be a shadow, no matter how perfect you are. Now, move over. I'll release her once I have reached the boundary.”
”Flash Art, Disability.”
Lang Shu quickly rushed over to Lin Hui's side as the Proximus's grip loosened.
”What is happening?” Darklord was in a state of confusion.
”There is one particular thing that I dislike the most, using cowardly moves. I gave you a chance, but you let it slip away. Now you can experience what real hell means.” Lin Hui spoke as he walked towards the Darklord. There seemed to be no life in his eyes.