Chapter 501: Lord Khal, Lord of the Zero Realm! (3-Last)
Blinding white light exploded out of the mass of energy ball that traveled far and wide in every direction while powerful ripples literally shredded the very space traversed hundreds of thousands of miles in mere fractions of seconds!
"You have fucking gone cra-" Daire yelled with an ashen face but unfortunately even before he could have finished his sentence the explosion and the light engulfed his figure together with Khal behind him who still showed a grin that looked both calm and eerie!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Akin to a massive supernova in the middle of the cosmos, Khal"s Absolute Destruction erased everything from existence in a ridiculously big area.
The platform together with the ocean around it evaporated into thin air, the sky vanished, and the space became so unstable that black holes in the appearance of space cracks appeared everywhere before vanishing without any trace.
What remained from the majestic world where the sixth Lords together with Hale used to hold meetings was nothing more but empty space full of space cracks as wide as entire cities!
"You really have gone all out." after five full minutes of silence golden light flashed in the center of the empty space and eight figures appeared out of nowhere.
Those eight figures were, obviously, the six Realm Lords, Hale, and Khal!
[It seems Lord Hale saved the both of you in the last second. You really are not scared of death, are you?]
Floating beside Hale with a calm smile Khal chuckled secretly and shook his head.
What kind of question was that? Of course, he was scared of death but knowing that Hale was watching his fight with Daire he knew if anything accidentally would get out of hand then he will immediately take action.
Naturally, this was a shameless act from him as in normal circumstances he would have been unable to do something like this, but he didn’t really care. What mattered is that he won, regardless the how.
"L-Lord Hale! Please... I want a rematch!" floating in front of Hale, Daire looked dumbstruck before he began to plead.
’Haha! Cry some more little boy! No matter what you say we all saw how you lost! That brat won fair and square!" laughing with delight, Pilzrod showed a mocking grin, seemingly enjoying Daire’s defeat.
Daire’s face in that very moment darkened as if black clouds formed above his face and slowly turned his ice-cold gaze at Pilzrod who immediately flinched and fell into silence.
"Hmph! Thought so." Daire snorted coldly and directed his attention at Khal.
Khal upon seeing Daire’s gaze showed a bittersweet smile and said, "To be completely honest, without you giving me to finish my attack, I would have utterly lost right there and there. The one who in truth won, is not me but you."
Then, after saying those words, Khal ignored the surprised faces of the sixth Lord and turned toward Hale and bowed, "It seems I am yet to be worth for the title of a Supreme Existence. I hope you will be able to find a better candidate."
Hale was surprised too by Khal’s sudden honesty but soon just smiled and even let out a delighted chuckle that sound incredibly nerve soothing in the middle of the empty space where space cracks still formed and vanished from time to time.
"There is no need to find a better candidate as he is right here." Hale smiled softly as he took out the Monarch Ring, "You have shown what you are capable of doing, and to tell you the truth you have surpassed my and all of our expectations!"
After saying those words, all the Lords, including even Pilzrod, nodded their heads, showing that what Hale just said was the truth.
"But... How? It wasn’t like that I have to win against Daire in order to become a Lord?" Khal asked with a puzzled expression.
"Did we really say such a thing?" Hale smiled mysterious to which Khal’s eyes widened as realization hit him.
"Then... Does this mean I...?"
"That you have officially become a Supreme Existence, correct." Hale’s smile widened even more and placed the golden ring into Khal’s hand, "Congratulations."
"This..." Khal was speechless but seeing as none of the Lords had any objection while the majority of them even smiled happily he realized he was not dreaming at all.
He really has just become a Supreme Existence, a Lord, the Lord of the Zero Realm!
"So? When will we start our fight?" flying before Khal with a confident smile, Pilzrod crossed his arms before his wide chest and asked; from the way he was looking at Khal it was pretty apparent he was itching to fight, especially after witnessing what Khal was capable of doing.
"First we have to take care of the mess here, you dumb fuck." Iara sneered at Pilzrod, whose brow as a result twitched.
"Iara is right. We should first take care of the things here before we decide on doing anything else." Hale nodded, quickly calming Pilzrod down and silencing Daire who nodded and sighed helplessly.
"I will help too. After all, it is because of me the world literally got erased from existence." Khal stated calmly as he carefully placed the Monarch Ring on his right index finger.
"That’s what I like to hear." Hale nodded happily and gently clapped his hands, immediately causing all the space rifts around the eight of them to vanish before the empty space got filled with shiny and colorful stars once again.
"Let’s get to work then, shall we?"
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Two days have passed after the fight with Daire and in those two days, Khal helped Hale and the other Lords to reconstruct the separate space he has "accidentally" happened to destroy.
After those two days, Hale told Khal he could go back to the Fifth Realm and rest. He told him he will summon him to discuss the matters regarding the Realm Walkers once he finished taking care of a few things.
"It seems nothing out of ordinary happened, huh?" teleporting back to the planet where his Loyal Followers were still cultivating, Khal looked at the floating cube in the sky with Sofiel on his side.
"Except for the usual occasional initiated challenges through the Realm Pillars you have yet to conquer, nothing happened." Sofiel nodded, but just as she said those words a cultivator among the crowd suddenly began to cough wildly, blood flowing out of his mouth.
It was the cultivator with the crimson hair and golden iris, the one who according to Sofiel will die in the following one week.
And it seemed that moment was happening right now.
