Chapter 499: Chapter 498: A god ?
Din slowly looked at his palm, then turned his head.
"Is this me?" Din thought.
Outside, seeing the death of their comrade, the demons began focusing on Din as they attacked.
Sharp tentacles, long blade-like legs, and claws that gleamed under the sun all came crashing down toward him.
But his body disappeared.
The next moment, he appeared with both feet calmly standing on the shoulders of a middle-level demon nearly four meters tall.
Shock, disbelief, and various emotions appeared on the humans’ faces, and even more so on the demons’.
But just as the middle-level demon moved, Din was gone again.
At this moment, his eyes never left his hands.
That feeling of touching the demon while simultaneously not touching it was addictive.
Din found that he couldn’t pull himself away from it.
He enjoyed it.
He craved it more and more.
He moved softly across the battlefield. One moment his speed seemed almost slow, the next it exceeded five times the speed of sound.
It was as if he were phasing through everyone, one after another.
The demons attacked, but they couldn’t touch him.
"What have I become?" Din asked no one in particular.
Finally, he stopped.
At this point, he was surrounded by at least a thousand demons, with low-level and middle-level Rank 0 demons mixed among them.
Chuckles and bloodthirsty smiles appeared on the demons’ faces.
They had finally cornered this bug.
It was time for its death.
Din looked up at them as they surrounded him.
Then he spread out his palms.
A pulse of energy filled the air.
Immediately, he jumped and flipped backward as he spun gently.
The demons surrounding him all turned into particles of light before they could even scream.
For a moment, Din levitated in the air as he flipped back into an upright posture.
At his back, only inches away, was the temporary dome that prevented demons from leaping inside and forced them to attack from the ground.
He looked at the demons slaughtering the humans.
Yet even knowing death awaited them, the humans still stood and fought bravely.
Something stirred within Din.
He moved and appeared more than a kilometer away.
Separating himself from the demons.
At his back was the demon army, hundreds of thousands strong, attacking the humans.
At his front were millions upon millions of demons still advancing.
Without a doubt, if they joined the battle, the death toll would rise exponentially.
So he clenched his fists.
A long, slender katana appeared in his right hand.
Then another appeared in his left.
Both glowed like pure sources of light as Din spoke slowly.
"Dawn of Light, Shadows of Death."
"Blood Sea Apocalypse."
BOOM!
The ground trembled as the sky was rapidly dyed crimson.
The hundreds of thousands of demons behind Din mummified at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Their blood was drained completely.
Then, slowly, their bodies crumbled and turned to dust.
The entire remaining demon army stopped before Din.
Only him.
One man had halted them all.
Wind blew across the battlefield.
The clouds remained blood-red as the blood extracted from hundreds of thousands of demons gathered into a raging river, forming a massive wall of blood behind Din.
But that wasn’t all.
Slowly, portions of the blood separated and transformed into sharp spears.
One.
Two.
Three.
Soon, the entire sea of blood had become millions of floating spears, all pointing toward the demon army.
Only then was an order barked out.
"Retreat!"
The demon army turned around unwillingly and slowly withdrew, their feet sinking into the ground with every step.
Only after they disappeared into the distance did the spears dissolve back into a sea of blood and wash across the battlefield, staining everything crimson.
Immediately afterward, Din appeared before the surviving humans.
He floated above them like a god standing over mortals.
One after another, the humans dropped their weapons and bowed before him.
With the first person taking the lead, the next followed, and then another.
Until finally, millions of men bowed before a single being.
Din watched this quietly.
They treated him like a god.
But at that moment, he felt nothing.
No pride.
No joy.
No excitement.
Everything before him seemed meaningless.
After a while, Din disappeared.
The moment he was gone, several minutes passed before the first human dared to stand.
Realizing Din had truly left, he collapsed onto the ground and breathed heavily.
"Was that... was that what is referred to as a god?" a man asked as silence filled the battlefield.
In this world, there were ancient tales.
Stories that gods had once filled the world and ruled over it.
But something had happened.
All the gods had fallen.
Humans had been forced to rise and guide one another.
This also coincided with the rise of the sect era.
Most people believed those stories were nothing more than fairy tales.
But now, it seemed they were true.
There was no other explanation.
That being had to be a god.
They had never seen a god before.
They knew nothing about gods.
Yet in their hearts, only one answer remained.
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At the rear of the human army, Din appeared once more in his human form.
He vomited blood continuously, to the point that it felt as though his organs might spill out with it.
His face was drenched in cold sweat as he felt his entire body burning.
"What... what is happening to me?" Din asked as he vomited once more, his expression filled with disbelief, shock, and unanswered questions.
It took a while before he calmed down enough to lie weakly on the ground.
Looking up at the sun, he finally spoke.
"What is actually happening?"
Din was filled with questions.
He needed answers.
He had died.
He knew he had.
Although he only felt a brief moment of pain before darkness claimed him, he knew he had died.
Yet he had been revived.
Why?
Just as confusion overwhelmed him, a voice echoed in his ears.
"Oh, my poor... poor child."
The instant Din heard those words, he lost consciousness.
