Chapter 211: Rituals of Damnation
So they do not know the power of Zanris, now that is perfect. "Orion stand down; I shall handle this. Go to your wife; I am sure she is missing you." I informed with a warm smile that caused Orion to quake,
"But Lord Snow I..."
"Just go, this is nothing," I informed as a vibrant laugh filled my lips. Pushing Demonic qi out of my body, my first stage of Earth QI began to fill the air causing me to smirk with a dark light.
Frowning, a silver flash filled my vision as I saw the Early Gate of Truth appear before me in a flash. With a cold grimace, the young man who looked around my age frowned, "... What type of foul aura is this?"
"Lord Haldor, there is no need for you to interfere!" The peak Gate of Death respectfully exclaimed, shooting me a disdainful glance, "He is but a first stage Earth realm, all of us are saints. He will be taken down within seconds."
Laughing out loud, my left eye began to spin with power as various elemental symbols such as Wind and Lightning began to fill the skies like large suns; these symbols began to gimmer consuming Hallr with its light. Suddenly the sounds of thunder and lightning could be heard splintering through the air as a heavy wind flooded Orions Court Yard like a storm."
"W-w-what is this?" Haldor asked in a warry tone as his eyes began to glimmer in a rainbow-colored light; however, all he could see was the elemental emblems of the heavens slowly expanding.
Rituals of Damnation was a tome that explained the most optimal way for those with emblems to battle. While one of the best methods, Raining down spells could not compare to what Bahomot gifted me. By summoning the elements of the heavens, I could freely control them, similar to how circles work, except I could bend them freely to my will.
However, the most frightening thing about his combat style was that I barely required any qi to use. As long as I knew about the concept of Wind or Lightning, which was embedded into my emblem due to my comprehension, all I needed to do was summon that particular element. This was not elemental force formed by my qi but rather natural Lightning and Wind. That used my comprehension of its Dao to form. This was the full force of what my understanding could form to. Techniques nor Artes were not needed anymore, for the elements were at my fingertips now.
Slowly the Qi of Heaven and Earth began to gather, similar to a divine tribulation as the elemental elements of Heaven and earth began sucking qi from the heavens dry. Growing stronger by the second. Like an endless black hole, I was able to witness qi endlessly being consumed.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Feeling a vicious clash of lightning shattering the lands around me, my eyes glimmered as fear began to grow within those around me. While Natural Lightning was something to be feard at low cultivation at our level, with my comprehension twisting its nature, it began to grow, turning into something straight from the Nine Hells.
"In the Name of Thor... He is... impossible!!" Haldor voiced in horror as my armor flashed upon my body.
"Shall we begin?" I asked when suddenly hell began to rain over Orion's courtyard.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!BOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!BOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!
Like armageddon had happened, black lighting flooded my sight as my mind mended into the darkness allowing me to see everything. SNorting at the sight of them helping one another, the winds began to pick up as sharp blades began to stab into the foolish assassins.
Willing a cyclone filled with lightning to take form. Blood and various parts began to fall as I felt five souls enter my body. With a sinful smile, I shot forward using Soulforce for a millisecond. I appeared with my arm through someone's head, blasting his skull into mush as Dragonsbane slapped into another's chest, shattering the top half of his body into mist as they tried to defend against both wind and lightning.
Opening my eyes for a second, I laughed at my foolishness, "Fuck, I'm stupid, the answer was fucking morse code!!! Dots that last less than a second. I only need to push Soulforce through my body for milliseconds, not continually. Flashes of Soulforce would allow me to use the minimum amount of force but still retain the peak performance."
Doing the math, I smiled as it could allow me to last about thirty seconds this way or more if I train using this concept!!! Roaring in laughter, my body began to flash like a demon, causing a sea of gore to rain over the dark skies.
"DIE!!!!" Haldor roared as my body suddenly faded, as his blade stabbed into the illusion I made the moment he moved.
Suddenly the elemental symbol of illusion filled my eyes as my real body suddenly appeared high above the air, holding a bolt of black lightning within my hands. I pushed Soulforce in, shooting it down akin to Zeus raining his lightning over his enemies. The entire courtyard was turned to nothingness as a large black pillar of light could be seen rising from the ground. All life vanished, leaving only the Gate of truth and me on his knees as blood pooled from his mouth and nose.
"28 seconds left; this is definitely cheating." I voiced, turning to the horrid young man. His mask was all but broken as I saw various symbols upon his skin, pulsing with rainbow-colored light.
"Heimdall, protector of the Realm. Capable of watching everything all at once within the Nine Realms." I spoke with a hint of mocking laughter, "Tell me, Haldor, why did you come after me?"
Rising up, I saw the young man cold push his dislocated arm back in place, groaning in pain as he glared daggers into me, "I will not tell you anything!!!"
Snapping my fingers, lighting fell over Hallr like divine judgment.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH" Haldor screamed as lightning and wind blade struck his body tearing his arm off as blood ran like a raging river.
"Did you know one of the best forms of torture is not physical but rather mental?" I whispered, staring down at the chard body of my toy, "And personally, it's one of my favorites. Watching my toys slowly break is one of the best things to witness? It has been quite a while since I used a genjutsu...I really need a name for this, but genjutsu sounds so badass."
Crouching towards the smoking mess of a toy, I snickered, "So tell me what I want to know. Oh, and do not think death will be an escape. That soul of yours is mine." I whispered, clenching his throat as he tried to push me away weakly.
SNorting, I stared into his eyes as my emblem began to shimmer using the Dao of Illusions via my emblem; I stared into his soul as his body went still. Slowly the seconds began to fall as I released the emblem from the heavens.
Snickering, I couldn't help but marvel at the first form of the Ritual of Damnations. The second form would be even crazier, allowing me to summon the emblem within my body. This would essentially give me an infinite supply of Qi. While also granting my one hundred percent access to my element. No matter their comprehension, all beings can only use thirty percent of what they comprehend. It didn't matter your level; there was only so much knowledge we could incorporate into our battle artes. Due to my cultivation, I can only use three percent, but the max is thirty, according to my inherent memories.
And finally, the third form would push it into my soul, making it permanent. I could, in all purposes, be that element without being a toy or slave of the heavens. This element would, in theory, according to Baphomet, make the Heavenly Dao into my slave. It would be mine, not something borrowed like Qi or the various Dao of Heaven.
"It would seem I truly owe Baphomet a favor. This... this style is so amazing it's basically cheating." I voiced, turning to the drooling Handor. Snapping my fingers, a scream of sweet nectar rain over my ears.
However, the scent of piss and shit filled my nose as I backed away in disgust. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Handor roared clawing at his eyes in horror. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Kicking him across the jaw, I spat upon his face as teeth flew from his mouth, "Shut the fuck up." I bellowed, stomping down upon his lips, tearing his jaw from his body. Within the illusion, all I showed him was a life of pure hell. His mother, father, wife, kids, none was safe within my illusions. I can't say what he saw, but I was sure they were the victims of what he would be seeing, for they are usually my first targets in breaking someone. Although I need to fix this habit, I need to slow on in when torturing.
"MMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHH~~" He cried in blood, causing my laughter to echo out into the void.
"Will you tell me now? Use your qi to talk, Or would you rather I send you back? Maybe I let you experience an even more, harsher hell? How about letting you get to experience what it means to be a fuck sleave to some wild beast? Trust me; I have many ideas to break that will. This is only the beginning. You may even like some I give you. How about it?"
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!" He screamed his fright, " The High King asked me to take you in or at least..."
CRACK~
Stomping upon his skull, turning it into mush. I turned around to the various eyes staring at me in a cold light; not being bothered by it, I snickered, "It's an honor to meet you all, men and woman of the Olaf Clan."
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