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Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 43, The mysteries of Castle Deasil part 1.
"Doesn't anyone else live here?" Bell asked as the massive black doors of Harper's Castle creaked open. "It's called a castle because of how massive and old-fashioned the building is. Harper comes from old money, so most of her family’s mansions are pretty ancient, some even over a hundred years old," Bell thought, glancing around. "No, I live alone. The caretakers come in the morning and leave in the evening. I'm not from Washington, so my parents aren’t here year-round," Harper replied, her voice echoing in the vast, empty hall. "Oh," Bell said as Harper led her deeper into the castle. They ascended a flight of stairs and walked through a dark corridor. The walls were mostly undecorated, except for a conspicuous painting of an old duchess in ancient European noble attire. "Is your family from Europe?" Bell inquired. "No," Harper answered plainly. "Here we are, your very own room." Harper smiled, though the gesture didn't reach her eyes. Bell fell silent, slowly walking
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 44, The Mysteries Of Castle Deasil pt 2
The old door to Bell's room slowly creaked open. Bell stared menacingly at the intruder, her body occasionally fidgeting with nervous energy.Harper glanced down at Bell, who was near petrified with fear, sulking in the corner of the room."Come on, it's time for breakfast," she said with a light smile that seemed almost genuine to Bell."I wanna go home.""It's a little too late for that."...A few moments later, both Bell and Harper were seated at a massive dining table that stretched from one end of the hall to the other. Bell finally somewhat relaxed after seeing several people working, doing basic house management chores, and cooking for the master of the castle and herself—at least she assumed they were people.Bell's hands trembled incessantly, to the point that she barely even touched her plate."Are you alright?" Harper asked, almost condescendingly.Bell glanced up at Harper with an inexplicable expression. She didn't know if it was the fact that a teenager could survive in
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 45, The Mysteries Of Castle Deasil pt3.
Liam yawned while stretching his hands broadly, his muscles pulling taut after a long night's rest. The early morning breeze chilled its way down his lungs and back out in a mesmerizing fashion, filling him with a sense of rejuvenation.He briskly gazed into the sky, observing the dark clouds that slowly began to form after yesterday's sudden downpour. Liam stood on a spacious balcony, savoring the scent of rain lingering in the air. He marveled at the beauty of the rose garden below, the petals glistening with dew. The wet weather was his favorite, a perfect backdrop for introspection."Breakfast is ready," Jacky called out to Liam in a loud yet subtle voice that carried through the morning stillness.A moment later, Liam was at the dining table, seated calmly. It was as if he wasn’t the same person who had been suddenly thrust into the world of demigods just a few days ago. He appeared serene, almost nonchalant, as he prepared to face the day.Liam glanced down at a peculiar little
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 46, The Mysteries of Castle Deasil pt4.
Bell clamped the edge of the bed until her hands turned red. She struggled to lift herself up, the morning weighing down on her more than she had anticipated. With a thud, Bell fell to the ground, grunting in pain before turning to face the ceiling. "Mummy," she softly called out, but a moment later, a resolved expression appeared on her face. She clenched her fist and said adamantly, "No, Liam is still out there. I need to overcome this if I wish to face off against the gods that walk amongst us and any other monstrosity that stands in my way." Bell clenched her jaw and forcefully raised her petite body up. She limped to the door, bent the handle until it opened, and pushed forward with the resolve to face the mysteries of Castle Deasil. --- Moments later, Bell and Harper sat face to face at the familiar dining table. Harper gloated condescendingly, "I see you've finally calmed down." Bell didn't respond to that. Instead, she swallowed a massive bite before drinking a cup of f
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 47, The Mysteries of castle Deasil pt5
Golden pillars that seemed forged from pure gold stood tall and gracefully, holding up the massive ceiling. The interior of the room Bell had found was unlike anything else in Castle Deasil. It was as if this room existed in a separate space of its own.Not that Bell would know, but it surely seemed that way to her."Woah," Bell exclaimed.The room was over a hundred feet tall, adorned with ancient carvings in a strange language unknown to Bell.Bell tried studying it, but all she could discern was that it was definitely not of this world. She opened an ancient tome, hoping to find something related to the language. After a moment of searching, she found a reference, but unfortunately, the book couldn't help her translate it.For starters, the language was called Soul Tongue."Where's the rest?" Bell flipped through the book, but the name of the language was all she could find.She eventually gave up on studying the ancient carvings and focused her undivided attention on the pedestal
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 48, The Mysteries of Castle Deasil pt6.
Bell decided to return to her room for the time being. She once more passed by the familiar portrait of the duchess and, as usual, stopped to admire it for a brief moment before entering her room.She sat cross-legged on the bed with the ancient book in front of her, but her attention wasn't on the book at all. She was preoccupied with something else, The forgotten God and the new God in the house with her, Harper."Harper couldn't remember the God carved out from wood. Wait... was he carved from wood as well? Doesn't matter," Bell muttered to herself. She opened her palm and stared at the words she had written there."Is he different from Harper? If Harper, a self-proclaimed God, can't even remember him, does that mean gods have levels or ranks and he's just stronger or more of a God, if that made any sense?" Bell was starting to realize that she was thinking more and more like a crazy person, as if gods could have levels like in a video game."It's possible Harper isn't as strong as
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 49, The Mysteries of Castle Deasil pt7.
The weather today was mild compared to the previous day. Harper, as the master of the castle, didn't really need to do much apart from perusing the beautifully sculpted altars scattered around the castle or maybe even enjoying the serene scenery of the garden out back. Today, Harper found herself sitting in a little canopy in the middle of that very garden, with Bell right opposite her. The sun above radiated clear, bright rays, illuminating the world around them. Bell was still studying the ancient book while Harper simply sat there enjoying a cup of afternoon tea. "Ahh, it's days like this that make you forget all about this cursed place," Harper said lightly. Harper was wearing a straw hat with a purple bow tie on it, a short decorated purple dress with a beautiful golden belt around her waist. Bell glanced at Harper while pretending to read her book. Harper was beautiful. Bell even compared herself to Harper and found that they were more or less evenly matched. Bell, w
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 50, The Mysteries of Castle Deasil pt8.
With a wave of his hand, Liam sheathed the crimson sword and asked the one question that had been bothering him since the previous day. "Jacky, I was wondering, apart from the usual ranks like City, County, and the rest, are there other divisions for the blessed?" Jacky looked thoughtful for a moment before replying. "Yes, as a matter of fact, I believe you're referring to the concept of true names. To a certain extent, a blessed with a true name from his or her deity should be stronger than a blessed without one, much like how Hypnos and Thanatos had true names." He paused for a moment, as if to give weight to his next words. "There are blessed with ordinary true names and then those like Hypnos and Thanatos with divine true names, essentially names of their respective gods granted to them. When a god grants his very own name to the blessed, it elevates them to the unique class of apostles." Liam nodded in satisfaction at Jacky's explanation. "So, Hypnos and Thanatos are powerful
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Chapter 102, Possessed Liam re-emergence.
The female almighty floated with a calmness that belied the storm of emotions within her. Her annoyed scowl deepened, yet her heart betrayed her composed exterior, its rhythm accelerating against her will. The audacity of this battle was incomprehensible an almighty pushed to this extent by a mere county level blessed? If word of this ever reached the outside world, the sheer absurdity of it would shatter their perception of reality. Liam’s battered body lay amidst a pile of rubble, his arms entirely obliterated by her instinctive aura blast. His blood clung to the steel debris, sizzling as though the metal itself had absorbed the heat of his agony. His organs were ruptured, his chest rising and falling in an unnatural rhythm, yet the fire of resistance seemed extinguished at least, that’s what she thought. The female almighty’s gaze flicked toward the City Lord’s manor, her expression cooling slightly. Thankfully, the City Lord had not intervened, choosing instead to send
Chapter 101, Battling almighty (Final part).
"Still not taking me seriously?" Liam said with a smirk. In a split second, he vanished from where he stood, the wind creating a sonic boom where he last stood as he instantaneously broke the sound barrier. The female almighty wasn't too surprised. She had seen him fight the county-level blessed and knew he had a bizarre blessing that made it seem like he had multiple authorities at once. They typically involved a strong pressuring aura, super regeneration, super strength, super durability, super senses, and the one he's using right now, super speed. Liam flinched when he realized that the female almighty was still able to trace his movements, even while he was moving as fast as he possibly could. "She's a tad bit faster than I am, but no matter." Liam backhanded his blade and struck from behind, but the female almighty wouldn't make the same mistake of letting his sword touch her body again. She vanished and appeared above him, with a piece of a broken pillar in her hand,
Chapter 100, Battling almighty pt4.
It looked like a tiny crimson gem, glowing with a faint but powerful energy. Each delicate swirl released a thin stream of hegemon aura, which wound its way through Liam's body like a snake, creeping along hidden channels that looked like veins made of pure energy. Liam had a feeling something strange was going on the moment he swallowed the hegemon gem. He’d only swallowed it because Hybris had kept annoying him to no end, and he wanted her to feel the same way. He should have known something was wrong the moment she stopped mentioning it. But he never expected it would somehow end up lodged in his lower abdomen. Worse, it had become his dantian, whatever that was. He barely knew what a dantian was, but from what Hybris had muttered between insults, it was something reserved for high-level blessed, those who could fly, wield powerful state-level divine authorities, and crush anyone beneath them. Now, somehow, it was his turn to play in that league. Crimson aura surged in
Chapter 99, Battling almighty pt3.
Liam catapulted forward, his aura blazing like an inferno, rippling through the air as it distorted the very space around him. The earth beneath him shattered, sending chunks of debris spiraling into the sky as his feet dug into the ground. His target, the female almighty was ever ethereal, her calm demeanor unshaken by the fury of Liam’s assault, She floated there like a statue of indifference. His fist shot forward, colliding with her face in a thundering crash. The sound reverberated through the air, but it was Liam who felt the backlash. His fist erupted into a grotesque mix of blood and bone fragments, the pain searing through his body like molten iron. Yet, she didn’t so much as flinch. Liam staggered back, blood dripping from his mangled hand, but retreat wasn't on his mind. He planted his feet firmly on the ground, his chest heaving as he funneled every ounce of energy into his aura. His wounds closed almost as soon as they had opened, flesh stitching itself back to
Chapter 98, Battling almighty pt2.
The state level almighty effortlessly floated down from the private room, her presence commanding the entire space as she hovered mid air, defying gravity with a grace that left the lower level blessed in awe. It was as if the very air around her bowed in deference, parting softly as she descended, her every movement exuding a power that was both ethereal and terrifyingly real. Her form was immaculate, not just in its physical beauty, but in the aura of invincibility that surrounded her, possibly a radiant force field that seemed to push against the fabric of reality itself. She was more than just a blessed, she was a living embodiment of the divine might that all others below her could only dream of possessing.Though her true age was hidden behind an ever ageless face, every line and curve of her features sculpted by powers far beyond mortal comprehension, her rank granted her the ability to manipulate her appearance to a certain degree, allowing for sustained youth.Her skin, sm
Chapter 97, Battling almighty pt1.
"Where is that dumbass going?" one of the county level blessed spat out, his voice filled with frustration as he watched Darkwood abandon them without a second thought. But that brief moment of distraction cost him dearly. Before he could even process the situation, a flash of crimson light split the air, and his body was cleaved cleanly in half by Liam’s sword. The two halves of his body slid apart with a sickening thud, blood splattering across the cracked floor.Liam landed heavily on the ground, the impact sending dust and debris flying around him. His crimson eyes locked onto Darkwood, who was dashing on he's black tree roots, he was heading towards a private room at the far end of the auctiom House. Darkwood’s figure was a blur, but Liam’s gaze was steady, cold, and calculating. The remnants of the blood that had splashed onto his face only added to the chilling sight."Hey, Hybris," Liam muttered under his breath, his voice barely above a whisper. "The only competition is ma
Chapter 96, The wealthiest of the ten.
Liam faces his opponents, his crimson aura blazing like an inferno in the darkened hall. His grip tightens around the hilt of his sword, every muscle coiled and ready. A female figure stepped forward from the shadows, clad in flowing robes that seem to ripple with their own sinister wind. unleashes a torrent of dark water that pulses with a malevolent energy. The water slithers across the floor, its touch freezing and corrosive, designed to sap the strength of anyone ensnared within it. "Divine authority, Selene Darkwater". Liam’s eyes narrow. The water rushes towards him, a writhing mass of dark energy. He leaps into the air, his sword slashing through the water with a sharp, crackling sound. The air around him shimmers with heat, evaporating the dark surge before it can reach him. He lands lightly, a smirk playing on his lips as he confronts his attacker. Selene’s eyes flash with irritation. She vanishes into a pulp of dark water, reappearing behind Liam with a blinding
Chapter 95, First blood.
The oppressive atmosphere of the Mystic Brilliance Auction House grew denser, every breath seemingly laced with tension. Darkwood’s eyes burned with a fierce determination, his gaze never leaving Liam. The arrival of additional county level blessed created an even more oppressive shift in the air, as if the very fabric of reality trembled under their combined presence. Liam stood his ground, the remnants of the shattered blackwood tree at his feet. His crimson aura roared and crackled around him like a living flame, pulsing with the raw power of suppression.From the shadows, figures began to emerge, thirteen in total, each one cloaked in an oppressive aura. Their eyes gleamed with a malevolent intent, and the unique blessings they possessed radiated with an ominous energy. The auction house groaned under their combined pressure, as though it struggled to contain the impending chaos.Darkwood’s voice cut through the tension like a blade. "You’ll regret ever crossing us," he spat, hi
Chapter 94, More to join the fray.
The auction house groaned as if alive, trembling under the weight of a massive lifelike crimson dragon that erupted from Liam's sword. The dragon's scales shimmered with an ethereal glow, each one glinting like a ruby in the dim light. It roared, the sound resonating deep within the bones of all present, and coiled around Liam like a protective guardian, its fiery body crackling the air. Darkwood’s attack, once menacing and unstoppable, was obliterated by the dragon's sheer presence, the remnants of his dark energy dissipating like smoke in a gust of wind. The dragon's influence spread outwards, its fiery tendrils licking at the air, threatening to consume everything in its path. Yet, Liam remained in control. His intent was not to take lives, especially those of the helpless spectators. He wanted to make his point clear, he was not someone to be trifled with, and he would stand up for who he wants to, and look fucking cool while doing it. Darkwood leaped backward, his eyes n
