Chapter 567 - Alliance Dissolved!
GDK 567: Alliance Dissolved!
Compared to the cultivation methods that the original owner of the skeletal staff had left behind, this whole new level of realization towards elemental energy he now obtained was much more precious. While those cultivation methods would only allow Han Shuo to learn how to form attacks using the energy of death, the higher level of realization would allow Han Shuo to make leaps and bounds in his cultivation, obtaining even more terrifying energy of death!
All those cultivation methods were, in the end, merely different ways of putting the elemental energy of death to use. No amount of them could make Han Shuo rise from the realm of basegod to the realm lowgod. Those profound realizations, however, could! It would allow Han Shuo to grasp the true essence of the energy of death, and turn him into a lowgod. And with sufficient divine energy, Han Shuo could even continue to make breakthroughs without the slightest stagnation, all the way to be a midgod.
The apprehensions of greater gods, that was the most precious thing to a lesser god! The methods of putting the energy to use and acquiring divine energy could both be slowly mastered through practice and cultivation. However, it was their profound realizations that were the most valuable. This was because a god might never come to possess those realizations even after acquiring a tremendous amount of energy.
But now, Han Shuo directly came to possess those realizations! What’s more, it was the divine realization of a midgod!
In other words, from this moment onwards, in Han Shuo’s cultivation of the element of death, all the challenging problems he needed to comprehend before advancing to the next realm would no longer be an impediment. As long as he could acquire sufficient divine energy, he would progress at light speed and become a lowgod, and even a midgod!
While the fusion of souls proceeded, the skeletal staff in Han Shuo’s hand gradually transformed without Han Shuo’s control. It turned into a carbon copy of Han Shuo filled with the aura of death. Then, without any indication, that piece of deep black magical robe spontaneously flew and wrapped tightly around Han Shuo.
Evil, gloom, desolation, loneliness – all those aurae that could be felt in the netherworld – started emanating from this avatar of Han Shuo’s.
Han Shuo did not foresee that the souls would so suddenly begin fusing together. They were in the Void. A great battle was going on not far from him. The fusion of souls meant he was exposed to great vulnerability as the process could not be disturbed in the slightest.
Therefore, when Han Shuo’s soul began fusing with the divine soul of the midgod, he started to communicate silently with the Netherworld. His consciousness was on full alert. His main body grasping onto the Demonslayer Edge was ready to handle any threat that could come at any moment.
What followed surely did not go against their expectations. Cecrops, completely familiar with the personality of the Demon Kings in the other faction, discovered that during this critical moment, neither Manticole nor Leviathan showed any wish of interrupting, and stood there motionless.
Han Shuo, wielding the Demonslayer Edge, looked at the four Demon Kings before him with a callous face. He did not say a word all along. It was as though he had turned into a spectator.
Cecrops and Golander continued to march step by step towards Han Shuo. When they were about 50 meters away, their Domains of Divinity made contact with the Domain of Divinity formed a moment ago by his avatar. Manticole and Leviathan, as Han Shuo’s allies, remained indifferent and kept their silence as before. At this moment, Han Shuo put on a smile, looked at the two, and said, “Manticole, Leviathan. From this second on, we are no longer allies!”
Han Shuo’s heart felt neither sorrow nor happiness. From the moment he witnessed Leviathan mercilessly murder his own follower, Nolan, and from the moment Manticole informed Golander of his identity when he was collecting that deep black magical robe, he understood that his alliance with these two ruthless bastards was as frail as a thin dried leaf. It would shatter with one gentle poke.
In fact, Han Shuo knew this would happen when the four flew over to him. Having foreseen how they would react, Han Shuo did not feel one bit of surprise. And naturally, he did not feel sad or happy. His heart was undisturbed as he silently guarded against the turn of events.
“My sincerest apologies, but the Abyss is not big enough for a sixth Demon King – especially a Demon King who possesses two fundamental energies! This must not be allowed! Although you have said that you will leave the Abyss, the temptation of the power of faith isn’t something one may simply resist – just like how tempted we are to go to your world to acquire the power of faith!” Manticole wore the same expression. He smiled at Han Shuo, and continued to talk to Han Shuo in that mild voice of his.
The Abyss was only so big. The appearance of a new Demon King meant another existence competing to subjugate the people of the Abyss realm in order to gain their power of faith. Subsequently, they would have to further partition the world and that therefore meant a smaller piece of the pie for each of them. What’s more, Han Shuo’s strength was rapidly growing along with an energy unknown to them. The appearance of this lowgod of death caused them to feel even more threatened.
Therefore, they desperately wished for Han Shuo to die! This desperation exceeded the four Kings’ hatred for the each other!