Chapter 690 Chapter-690
<"Wind Armor">
"Okay, I am ready. That was the last defensive buff..." Anon spoke with a serious expression as he held his Arcane Slayers tightly.
"Good... We go inside in 3..."
"2...."
"...1." Damon spoke as he immediately broke the main gate of the house and barged in.
Anon followed him from behind and noticed that a young man around 18 was sitting in front of them, carefully polishing his holy sword.
"What the- ? How did you two get in?" The young man asked with a shocked and surprised expression.
"He is the one..." Damon spoke.
"Okay..." Anon replied as he immediately disappeared from his position and reappeared behind the youngster.
Anon swung his sickle towards his neck, But the youngster stopped Anon's Arcane Slayer with just two fingers.
"So, You guys already know about me, huh? That means there is a rat among the 13 gods..." The youngster spoke with a smile.
Anon immediately used his other hand and tried to stab him in the neck with his other sickle.
Tang
But, the second attack was also in vain, as he easily grabbed the second sickle too.
"The fuck!?" Anon spoke as he immediately backed off from the youngster.
He maintained the distance between both of them and looked at the youngster with a serious expression.
"So, You are the famous and last representative of the demon gods, huh? Anon Agreil... The Devil, Who does unholy things with every woman he sees." The youngster spoke with a smile.
"Well, I will take that as a compliment." Anon spoke with a serious expression.
"How did you know that I am coming here? Tell me the name of that traitor, who gave you this information?" The Youngster asked with a smile.
"That information is classified, Motherfucker..." Anon spoke with a smile as he realized that he was just buying time, so that he doesn't have to fight.
Anon turned his head towards Damon and noticed that he was showing him 4 fingers.
Cough
Anon coughed and signaled Damon that he has seen his hand sign.
"Anon... As you have already seen it. I am really strong and you wouldn't want to die before your prophecy comes true, right?
So, you better leave. While, I am being generous." He said with a smile.
Anon didn't speak anything and looked at Damon's hand. Now, he was showing three fingers.
Cough
Anon coughed one more time and looked back at the youngster.
"So, What do you say? We call it a truce?" He asked with a smile.
"I don't believe in truce... There are only winners and losers." Anon replied with a smile.
"Haha... What a funny man, You are? Seems like you won't go away without a fight, huh?" He asked.
Anon immediately looked at Damon and noticed that he just closed his last finger.
"You are going down, Motherfucker." Anon spoke as he immediately casted his Arcane Slayer's ultimate skill.
<Death's Eclipse>
In an instant, The facial expressions of that youngster changed.
'My Powers have been cut off...' The youngster thought with a serious expression.
He immediately turned around to grab his sword, but before he could've done so... Damon disappeared from his position and reappeared in front of him.
"Hello, Brother..." Damon spoke as he stabbed his hand directly into his chest and pulled his heart out.
"Y-Y-You..."
"Yes, It's your brother..." Damon spoke as he slowly placed the heart aside.
Thud
The youngster's dead body immediately fell down to the ground.
"W-Wow..." Anon exclaimed in surprise as he couldn't even see what had happened in the room.
"Anon... I want his eyes." Damon spoke with an urgent expression.
"What? His eyes? I thought you can't have normal eyes...?" Anon asked with a confused expression.
"His eyes aren't normal anymore, They are blessed with heavenly Aura. I want these eyes, before their Aura runs out Anon." Damon spoke.
"Fine... Here, Drink my blood and open your mind to me, so that I can use my skills on you." Anon spoke as he cut his finger and dropped some blood into Damon's mouth.
Damon drank Anon's blood and immediately permitted his blood to take control over his body.
[New Target has been detected under the skill <Mind Control>]
[Would you like to cast the skill?]
"Yes..." Anon replied.
[Damon F's Corruption Level: 100%]
"Okay, I have the control... Gauge his eyes out and fit them into your empty sockets... I will do the rest of the work." Anon ordered.
"Okay..." Damon spoke as he immediately gauged his eyes out and placed them inside his own eye sockets.
"Do it..." Damon shouted.
<Body Modification>
"Heal his eyes..." Anon ordered.
[Healing Target's eyes will cost you, 3000 years worth of life force and 400,000 mana.] [Would you like to continue?] [Yes/
No?]
'What the fuck? I have to sacrifice so much?' Anon thought as he read the text again.
"Fine, Just do it..." Anon ordered.
[Healing Target's eyes.]
[10%... 20%.... 30%....]
5 minutes later...
[...100%]
[Target's Eyes have been healed.]
As soon as this message popped up, Anon felt his life force and mana getting sucked out of his body at an incredible speed.
"Woah..." His head started spinning and legs started shaking.
Grab
Anon grabbed a table that was beside him and struggled to even stand straight.
"Are you alright, Kid?" Damon asked as he immediately stood up and grabbed Anon's shoulders.
"I-I am fine." Anon replied with a stammering voice.
"You don't look alright..." Damon spoke as he looked at Anon with his new eyes.
"You can see... Good." Anon spoke as he went unconscious.
"You did a good job, Kid." Damon replied as he picked up Anon's unconscious body into his hands and left the place immediately.
Inside the Hall Of Gods...
"What do you mean 'He died'?"
"How can that even happen?"
"Didn't know that Anon was so strong."
"Shut up all of you... There is a traitor in between us, Who supplied the secret information to Anon.
I don't know how he or she did it but it happened and now, I want him or her to come out on their own."
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