347 Chapter 347: The Demigod appears 1 (2/2)
”Hey... Cyrus, how long do you wish to stay down? Or do you enjoy taking a beating from this guy?” Derik asked not even bothering to look at the river.
”You always find a way to spoil my fun…. Not only did you murder the girl I called cute… You also made this guy lose his fighting spirit… I was this close to understanding the way his secret clan technique works” Cyrus' voice echoed from behind, stunning Berivs even more.
He quickly turned but was only fast enough to see a glimpse of a man engulfed in a golden aura. Before he could do anything, Cyrus' palm smashed into his face and with a powerful slap, Berivs was sent crashing back into the green barrier formation around the orc settlement.
To Derik and Cyrus' surprise, Berivs wasn't repelled by the barrier, instead, he flew past it like it was nothing, before slamming into the ground, surrounded by hundreds of orcs.
”The formation is capable of distinguishing between friend and foe? This is beyond my expectations… If the creator of this thing is truly a demigod then we have to end it soon or contact our guardian spirits as soon as we have found it” Cyrus wore a serious expression on his face for the first time since he came here.
Even though he was confident in his abilities, he wasn't as reckless as Derik. They were both capable of fighting the peak beings just a step away from the demigod realm but a bonafide demigod is something else entirely. But that didn't mean he wasn't excited by the thought of battling a demigod to the death. The fact remains that they are yet to know the true extent of their powers and they were eager to find out.
All they needed now was a dummy who would take the full brunt of their strength and not break easily. For this reason, Derik's eyes let out a darkish green glow as he raised his hand and clouds turned green while the sky turned black.
”If you won't show yourself, then I will just have to destroy every single orc present!” Derik roared as his death aura began gathering around his hand. Green lightning shot down from the green clouds, striking the barrier relentlessly while a final massive darkish green mass of death aura gathered above Derik's head!
The orc beneath watched the changes in the sky and the dreadful aura that filled the air, filling them with fear and despair. Bervis on the other hand tried to move but his body wouldn't respond. His eyes showcased his hopelessness and he could only wish he was stronger. Although the young orc chieftain had faith in the overseer's strength, it didn't mean he wasn't cautious of his enemy. Just like the overseer, Derik and Cyrus possessed powers that seemed to be abundant and limitless. It was like looking into the ocean from a fishing boat, hoping to see the bottom of the ocean.
IMPOSSIBLE!
Just like he couldn't tell how strong the overseer is, he also couldn't tell how strong, Derik and Cyrus are.
”How did they get so strong in such a short amount of time? compared to them, I am trash…” Berivs muttered those words as memories of his first battle with Cyrus, and Derik flooded his mind.
At that time, he tried to kill Kuen with his golden spear but failed because a bunch of weak gold realm masters joined hands to drive him away. Yes! Derik and Cyrus were weak and not even noteworthy in his eyes at the time but now things seemed to be different. Berivs always felt proud when he was considered the orc empire's prodigy! The strongest and most talented orc of not only his generations but of the previous generation as well. At the age of twenty, he was able to take control of his clan reach the gold realm and in just two years he pushed from the low grade of the gold realm to the peak grade of the gold realm. This is something not even Derik and Cyrus could do through the normal means if given double the amount of time Berivs needed.
But of course, the orc knew nothing about the battle about to commence between the old gods and the new gods. He didn't know that Cyrus and Derik were amongst the seven candidates, selected by the god vein planet to become members of the new gods. He knew nothing about the black whirlpool and the inheritance they consumed to become this strong in such a short time. All he knew was that these two would only get stronger and an alarming rate if given the time.
”For that reason… I will have you all die here with me!” Berivs staggered while struggling to get on his feet. Even though his voice was shaky, his determination was greatly admired by Derik and Cyrus and they could only bow their head slightly to the orc whom they wished was human or at least on their side.