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Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 55, The Mysteries of castle Deasil pt13.
The abyss pocket space was designed to hold an abyss prison, and within it, an abyssal entity. This pocket space was hidden within a portrait in Castle Deasil. For over a millennia, the space of this pocket realm remained intact, with no fractures or fissures, until this very day. The dark crimson clouds in the sky recoiled and squirmed almost in distress of an imminent attack. The thick clouds swirled, forming a massive tornado that tore through the sky. The unnaturally soft ground flowed like a wave, the mountains collapsed, and the sky began to fall. If you were to look from outside the pocket space, you would see a beam of light shooting through this apocalypse, tearing the unnatural elements asunder. With a deafening sonic boom, the beam of light smashed into the abyss prison. A wave of air pressure spread out from the point of impact, sending debris and dust into the red whirlwind storm. The wooden chains rattled but did not break. The forgotten God made no movements, as if
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 56, The Mysteries of castle Deasil pt14.
"Collapse and compress, cosmic dust." The realm felt and acknowledged Harper's presence, and as a sign of its submission, the space began to collapse as a result of Harper's pink stardust. The crimson clouds began to compress and implode on themselves, creating a devastating scene of destruction within the pocket space. It reached a point where a starry sky filled with endless, beautiful stars was revealed above Harper. From the looks of it, a single step was enough for her to cross into the space above, but she wasn't strong enough for that yet. Harper held onto Bell as she indifferently watched the world crumble around them. The scene below was nearly inconceivable to an ordinary human; it was a good thing Bell was unconscious. "Come to me, divine aspect." With a word from Harper, a pink spear that seemed forged from pink stardust materialized beside her. Unlike the previous nine spears she had summoned, this one was more tangible, resembling an actual spear that could be hel
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 57, The Mysteries of castle Deasil pt15.
Harper sucked in the hot, turbid air of the abyss pocket space. Their previous attack had dispersed the dark crimson clouds from their location, allowing Harper to finally have a clear look at her opponent. It was a powerful abyssal, a monstrosity that dwelled within the middle spectrum of the abyss realm. It was considered hideous in all the layers of the abyss realms. The monstrosity had four large eyes with crimson irises. Its body was covered in thick fur that dropped all the way below its ankles. The monstrosity’s body was fourteen times the size of Harper, resembling a small hill. It had long claws and unnaturally long arms that seemed capable of extending beyond their normal reach. Abyssals are more or less intelligent, sentient beings, which makes them even scarier than they are supposed to be. The dark clouds slowly returned, obscuring Harper's vision once more. ~This power wasn't achieved through the divine flame, nor a noble bloodline... Hehehe~ the abyssal chuckled, i
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 58, The Mysteries of castle Deasil. (first sub ark completed)
The blood that should have soaked Bell's clothes was nowhere to be seen, yet the gaping wound on her abdomen remained, along with the deep cut on her shoulder and the bruise on her ankle. Harper, though exhausted, couldn't ignore the bizarre situation. She had to find a healer, but until then, she encased Bell in her cosmic stardust, hoping to preserve the flame of her life as much as possible. Just as Harper was about to leave, the blood on her own clothes began to squirm unnaturally. Blood wasn't supposed to move on its own, especially not the blood of a mortal. Harper's brows furrowed, her lips parted lightly as if she was about to say something but didn’t know what. At that very moment, the blood from Harper's clothes floated bead by bead and began to flow towards Bell's pocket. Harper found this strange. As an experienced demigod, she had seen many unusual things, but this was a first. Even her divine senses couldn't pick up on what was happening. She reached towards Bell's
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 59, Challenge.
"Mr. George," Lilith called out skeptically, her voice a blend of anxiety and hesitation.Mr. George glanced around, noting the fear etched on the faces of the two women. He forced a light smile, attempting to shift the conversation. "Come on, guys, I’m sure none of us actually wants to be here. Why don't we find a way to speed things up so we can all be on our merry way? Hazel, you can go back to being a freak huntress, and Lilith, ah yes, my dear Lilith, you can go back to—" Mr. George paused awkwardly, remembering that mad clown had destroyed the spatial prison she was supposed to be guarding. Realization dawned on him. "Lilith, you're a powerful Blessed, an almighty at the state rank. You can do whatever you want.""It doesn’t work that way, Mr. George," Lilith replied blandly."Well then, how does it work? Because so far, it looks to me like you damn freak—I mean, Blessed humans have no respect for human life whatsoever," Mr. George said, struggling to maintain his smile."I kno
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 60, I'm not your enemy.
Liam shot through the clouds, leaving behind a trail of crimson light. He closed his eyes and absorbed the feeling of freedom that came with being a demigod.Liam's speed instantly accelerated as he soared away at the speed of sound. He circled around the clouds, maneuvering like a bird. Inevitably, Liam began to spread his divine sense. The moment he did so, he perceived the world in a different light—the clouds, the wind, even the people in the city and everything his powerful divine sense could cover. He could perceive it all.Liam began to experiment. He focused his divine sense on the humans alone until they morphed into small balls of flame within his perception. Most of these flames were white, but occasionally, some red flames would appear. These red flames varied in intensity—some big, some small, some flickering, and some blazing. The red ones were all demigods, and the white ones were normal humans.Liam stopped when he noticed other divine senses expressing rage and disple
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 61, Fighting The Golden Beauty.
"She's lying to you, Liam." Hybris's cold voice echoed in Liam's mind, the words a chilling reminder of the gravity of the situation. That was all he needed to end this charade. "Prepare yourself, Midas," Liam said, his voice a resolute whisper of determination. As his words hung in the air, a crimson aura began to envelop him, radiating with an intensity that signaled his readiness for battle. Midas sighed, a resigned look crossing her face. "I wish it didn't have to come to this." She raised her gloved hands, which immediately glowed with a golden hue. The ground beneath her feet began to shimmer, the trees and leaves, even the cascading waterfall, transformed by her touch. Her authority turned everything to gold, creating an otherworldly, gilded landscape. Liam didn't wait for her to strike first. He launched himself at her, his speed blinding. Midas barely had time to react. She stomped her feet into the ground, causing it to sink and rise in uneven waves. The earth, where it l
Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods Chapter 62, Horror, in the eye's of an angel.
Midas stomped the ground with force, causing it to sink and form a smooth slope. In the next instant, hundreds of golden tendrils shot out from the earth, homing in on Liam like guided missiles. Liam maneuvered in the air, blasting crimson flares that burned with fierce intensity at the golden tendrils, but their numbers were overwhelming. He soared higher, aiming to create more distance. Suddenly, a golden tendril lashed around his ankle. Without hesitation, Midas yanked him downward, smashing him into the slope. With a swift motion of her hands, Midas manipulated the golden earth to rise, forming thick walls that encircled Liam. Before he could react, she sealed the top, trapping him within. Midas began to bury the golden prison further into the ground, her intent clear: to entomb him. A county-level demigod could survive several days without oxygen, so trapping Liam for an hour or two wouldn't cause much harm. Just then, the ground trembled, as if a powerful force was bei
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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
