322 Chapter 321: God of death!
Roar!
Damon let out an inhuman roar as he smashed into an airborne vampire. With immense anger, he shattered the skull of the target with one slash, landing in the center of the chaotic Streets of Naz with a loud bang,
Boom!
Damon landed roughly, creating a massive cloud of dust but that was all there is to it. Damon stood with a calm look on his face as the dust was blown away by the strong wind current.
His eyes revealed indifference in them as he looked down at those around him like a superior being looking at mere mortals.
Come!
Buzz!
A serpent-like creature was the first to hiss and lunge toward Damon.
Hmph!
.....
Damon snorted disdainfully as he slashed violently with the black blade, releasing an arc of darkness strong enough to split the serpent in two.
Swoosh!
The two halves of the serpent flew past him, revealing a werewolf lunging at him from the side!
Bam!
Damon made no attempt to dodge and allowed the beast to hit. The moment it struck, it felt like the werewolf hit a solid wall. It couldn’t move Damon from his spot or even force Damon to take it seriously!
Roar!
The werewolf let out a furious cry as it raised its claw and slashed at Damon ruthlessly.
Boom!
Upon hitting Damon powerful shockwaves erupted but even then he didn’t move, and neither did he try to block.
Outside the deities and started generals, not many people can harm a dragon. Talk more of a dragon emperor!
Hmph!
Damon snorted disdainfully as he let go of his weapons and threw a punch forward.
Boom!
The werewolf was sent hourly back hundreds of meters away before it stopped moving. The monsters around there were terrified as they saw a massive hole in the chest of the beast.
One hit kill!
Roar!
Seeing Damon in action, his soldiers let out furious cries as they charged into battle with renewed vigor.
Damon stood amongst the soldiers battle madly and breathed in a breath of relief. The main reason he sent the gravity spirit forward was simply to throw him off his trial. Only by directly involving himself in a bloodbath like this can truly regain his strength at an alarming rate. But when that happens, it would hide his Identity from anyone observant enough.
Bam!
Two figures fell to the ground on one knee and looked ahead coldly. The third one emerged from a pool of blood some distance away from Damon with a worried look on his face.
“Damon....” Klein muttered as he noticed the black cracks spreading across Damon’s eyes. Here is a chaotic battlefield the size of a city with so many people dying, it would be impossible to pinpoint him especially since he carries the stench of death.
In this place, he is able to use his true power without fear...
“Last time I checked, I assured you someone will die. pick amongst yourselves who gets to die. The rest will be allowed the leave this place alive and withdraw with my army” Damon said coldly but Micheal took a step forward.
“I apologize but we cannot do that. The one who needs to take a step back is you and not us” Micheal said and Damon frowned.
Bang!
Damon shot forward like a spear as his hands raced towards the neck of the leader of the true bloods but it was stopped halfway!
Pa!
Klien surprisingly caught Damon’s hand as his body wreaked of death aura. Back then when the palace of death existed, every member of the group bathed in Damon’s death aura at all times leading to a lot of people mutating and becoming this far beyond the capabilities of mere supernatural beings, that’s why his soldiers were the most powerful in the planet.
Just like Klein, Lucy and Micheal also began diffusing death aura, as a sign that they are willing to put their lives on the line for this battle.
“Die then!” Damon said with a deep frown as he pulled himself free from Klien’s grip and threw a powerful kick his way but his leg hit a wall of blood, cushioning the power of the attack.
Bang!
Klein was blown away and the hand he used to block was broken. If that kick had connected to his skull he would have been dead already. He couldn’t help but remember the way Damon crushed the skulls of his enemy and the only thought that ran through his mind at this time was just one thing.
He is really going to kill me!
Swoosh!
As if in response to Klein’s thoughts Micheal and Lucy sprang into action. Micheal exploded into a flock of bats circling Damon and forming a tunnel racing toward the heavens with only Damon within.
“You will have to stay here for a while and sleep!” Micheal said as green toxic fumes kept leaking into the hole.
No matter how powerful Damon is when he goes all out, the human body he resides in will always be his greatest weakness.
“You will be the one who dies here” Damon said with a cold look on his face as the fumes rose so high his body was no longer visible to the enemy, which left Micheal completely puzzled.
Why would Damon let himself get caught in the attack?
What was he scheming at?
As long as they can hold Damon here they should be able to win the war here. Unknown to them, the person who sent them to this part of the empire was having a hard time dealing with the defenders of the northern province.
“Kill me? With this, cocky!” Damon’s cold voice rang in Micheal’s ears but by the time he realized what was happening it was too late.
The death aura exploded from the encirclement, surging violently. The attack was so fast Micheal could nearly react and the entire colony of bats was consumed by the death aura in one go.
In an instant all the thousands of bats aged and gathered together, revealing a far older version of Michael, kneeling with his throat in Damon’s hand.
“I told you, one of you will die today,” Damon said coldly before forcefully ripping off the head of the leader of the true bloods, killing him on the spot.
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