Chapter 572: [ Rage (3) ]
“All of you… slaughter them all…!”
Allen coldly muttered, still lacking neither intonation nor feelings. It was like a voice coming from the deepest part of hell…!
“““As you wish, My Lord!!”””
Thus, each of them; Lightning, Qin, Silver, Titan, Xinghong, Aurora, the Tempest Snow Wolves, Yun, Lan, Pan, Grafilia, and Fiona simultaneously roared in response. Their eyes gleamed in bright red light as each of them emitted intense killing intent.
The Monarch had spoken—their emotions burned brightly!
It was a violent killing intent incomparable to the monsters and Feather Dragons. The Cultivators who were gasping for air while sitting the ground, hiding on trees and rocks after surviving such despair was as though they were attacked by a hammer that fell from heaven—those with superior power starting to stand up were forced to sit back down into the ground.
Each of them shivering—such dense killing intent, it as if a death god was grasping their necks, choking them.
The Master was angry…!
No matter what reason… if he was mad, then the world shall burn and will spare no one…!
Each of the tamed beasts blazed in fury as well as power.
They burst out in murderous intention that could silence a crying child with one look!
Those who anger their Master shall never see the daylight again…!
“… …”
Mireya stared at Allen, and then closed her eyes in sorrow—for him to become angry when he was in this form—damn it!
Mireya clenched her fists tightly. Allen’s rage coupled with his Devil Trigger, such an inauspicious combination make Mireya’s heart cold. She had never wanted Allen to show this kind of expression…However, it once again occurred. It was something she cannot stop.
Although Allen was usually able to rein his anger, however, when in Devil Trigger—Allen’s feelings will always be shown to the world without constraint.
And a fit of anger for Demon… is the best Catalyst that awakens their darkness…!
Anger, hatred, violence, and destruction—these are the fruits of demonic behavior. However, although she knew that, Mireya didn’t have any way of settling his rage…
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Allen, surrounded by his family, floated slightly over the sky.
Around them was the vibrant azure sky.
The light of the sun was showering down brilliantly.
The sea of clouds was shining silver from the reflection of the sunlight. The sea of clouds wasn’t only shaped flatly, at some places the clouds would make a gigantic mountain shape or chasm shape like where they were at right now. There was also the cloud that was arch-shaped and also a cloud that was shaped like a surging tidal wave. It was a magnificent view that should be described as a continent that was made in the sky.
Like an art made by a grandmaster artist, it was overflowing with natural beauty and charm.
Even still, the mood hanging around Allen and the others was far from being pleasant.
“People who didn’t offend me, I don’t offend them. If people offended me, then, God forgives me!”
Right at this moment, Allen's heart was brimming with killing intent. Right after that, the corner of his lips grinned widely. That was the mark of the descent of [The Immortal].
The Tyrannous Demon King who once caused the terrifying Demon Army who was on the verge of conquering an entire world had a headache.
Allen’s aura stained the world around him, becoming more crimson—as if blood was dying the beautiful azure sky.
His crimson eyes narrowed as he watched with baited breathe.
The specks reflected on the azure sky were gradually growing bigger. The cultivators fighting on the ground, who possessed eyesight that was incomparable to the average people, could clearly see the true form of those specks.
They were dragons.
Not the snake type dragon of the east, but the dragons from the west. Their number was around eleven. [ Feather Dragons ] or so they looked like it. They have very slim and slender bodies, unlike the massive Dragons that Allen had seen so far. They were four-legged Dragon, whose appearance differs considerably from a traditional Dragon's appearance with unbalanced limbs who seemed bipedals.
They have beautiful azure feathers over their scale-made skin similar to an avian creature, and a fur-like coat with scales on the legs, akin to that of a bird's legs. Their heads are covered in what appears to be fur and their skulls are somewhat broad and flat, looking like a bird’s heads. The fur extends down the neck and to the upper chest region.
However, what’s eye-catching was the one behind them…
A Humanoid being.
With scales on his skin and a pair of horns on his forehead, the youth was rather a muscular young man with long, dark blue colored hair reaching his waist. He carries a sharp gaze; his eyes have black circles around them.
Unlike other creatures around him, this youth had four pairs of feathery oceanic blue colored wings were behind him, looking extremely graceful and beautiful, like an archangel.
For the attire, the young man dons a high collared, oceanic blue cloak that was similar in color to his feathers. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath, completely showing his ripped body. A dark blue colored cape swaying coolly behind him.
[ ―ten seconds until the contact! Master, advice to be careful! ]
The moment Uriel’s voice rang out within his mind, an intense pressure was emitted from Allen.
An atmosphere that gave the skin Goosebumps was drifting in the area.
The wind of the battlefield was flowing viscously. Within the five-kilometer region, the ground had been completely transformed into ice crystals. The sky was thick with black clouds, and lightning fell down like rain, shaking Heaven and Earth.
And Allen was in the middle of it all.
A monstrous presence that wasn’t inferior even compared to the incoming King. By the point of time once confronted this man, don’t mention defeat, that person would instead be given the premonition of death.
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This is a greeting—
Greetings done by Kings…!
Apparently infuriated by the meeting of the two Kings, the clouds in the Heaven seethed, and another color appeared in addition to the gold and blue colors.
Purple!
Shocking purple lightning mixed in with the gold and blue. Three-colored lightning descended, cracking thunder booms rang out.
Wooosh. Several lights stopped a few meter distances away from Allen’s group.
“Yo, comrade. Monster King whom I am meeting for the first time. So you are the one that had been rampaging within my territory… a bit unexpected…”
A young man's voice. However, it was unbelievably filled with imposing solemnity.
Without being shouted loudly, it was still transmitted clearly to one's ears naturally.
The moment they had arrived, the Feather Dragons immediately made way and the Monster King step forward and stared at Allen with an incredulous expression.
The distance between them is roughly ten meters but both of them know they could cover that within just a second… or probably even less.
Still, no one dared to make the first move as they stared at each other, closely observing their counterparts.
The Feather Dragon Monster King was wearing a high collared oceanic blue cloak, dark blue cape, with a sash around his waist, black boots with blue stripes, and one long earring in each ear. He also wears a lot of jewelry, seemingly wearing his wealth—like gold bangles, necklaces, and bracelets. He was exposing his ripped muscle body without a care as he stared there imposingly, like a high king.
“…Rampaging in your territory? I wouldn’t care to do it if you hadn’t made the first move…! What’s with this shameless created domain—did you think this world is yours alone? Was this trap made for me? Then, aren’t you the one who had caused it? Did you really think that these clowns could do anything to stop me?”
In contrast, Allen was simply wearing black jeans and a white shirt with a loose collar. In addition, he was wearing a dark grey long hooded cardigan cloak.
“… …”
“…though, I don’t really care about it. What I care about is something else entirely! Are you the one who disguised those auras, luring me over here…?”
His attire itself was simple, but from an outsider perspective, it looked really good on him. The quality of the clothes that were obviously not cheap even from a glance also somehow raised Allen’s manliness even without exposing much skin.
“… …”
A roaring sound rose up again as bolts of three-colored lightning continued to fall on the area relentlessly.
However, neither group had cared about the dancing lightning as they look at each other full of undisguised confidence and air.
Especially the two youth at the front of each group, standing face to face.
Their gazes were like heavenly swords that cut through the dark, stormy skies and met!
From Allen’s side were like a stormy day, full of lightning dancing and thunders roaring yet at the side of the blue haired youth was like a clear sunny day. Snow white clouds could be seen in the sky and the sun lit up the entire place.
“So you are the one…”
The blue haired youth asked with a grin.
“… …”
Hearing his words, Allen’s brows furrowed and immediately the area around him, became as cold as a harsh winter day. When his right arm stretched out it became like a silvery ice pole.
With one palm, the icy air immediately poured out!
“Hmph!”
However, the blue haired youth merely brushed Allen’s hand barehanded and the icy cold wind immediately disappeared. “Don’t be so hasty, a greeting before the fight is an etiquette. Are you a barbarian…?”
“Etiquette? I’m sorry, I love being a barbarian!” Allen snorted and his arms flickered.
Booom! Bang! Booom! dozen exchange immediately occurred between the two of them. However, both of them didn’t move from their spot, only their arms blurred as they tried to attack each other.
The other people behind them watched their scuffle with focused eyes, but neither move nor attack. After all, this was indeed just a greeting and not the real fight. But this greeting, only the two of them are qualified to do it. And so, they all retreated away from the two Kings and watch vigilantly.
Allen flipped his fingers and several grain-like icicles shot towards the blue haired youth but the latter only smiled and waved his hand, the icicles were instantly destroyed. Wind blades shot from the blue-haired youth, Allen snorted and the wind blades broke into pieces like broken glass before they could reach him.
“… …”
Clouds of dust covered the two young figures…then, BoooOOmmmMM—!! an explosion rang out and both jump back from the clouds of dust, then stopping in front of their respective groups.
“Impressive… so young yet so powerful…”
The blue haired youth muttered with a faint smile.
“… …”
Allen gazed up at him, suspended in the sky with utter casualness. However, Allen did not feel any sense of inferiority against the one crowned as one of the Dragon Kings as well as among the few real Monster Kings in the World of Celestial. He was not like before. Staying in the Celestial Realm, fighting and fighting in this world had already sharpened, not only his power but also his character.
Allen shrugged and asked: "How did you figure out so easily that I am your kin? Even reaching the point of preparing an ambush to trap me,"
“Oh? So you know about it?”
The Dragon Monster King grinned but his eyes held a sharp glint in it. His expression was an undisguised mockery.
“… …”
All of a sudden, a cold like a thousand mile of icy wind swept out in every direction. That cold seemed like it could engulf the whole world with ice! It was like a calm sea that was suddenly hit with monstrous waves!
An absolute calm turned into earth-shattering agitation in a blink of an eye!
This sharp contrast made everyone unable to react in time; especially the people around the blue haired youth, who had heightened senses and were always alert!
There were monsters on both sides, like daggers drawn—the air was filled with tension.
But the blue-haired youth wasn’t the least bit unperturbed. Instead, his grin turned even wider. "All I needed to do was to find the most arrogant person around here apart from myself. The only one present who is not afraid of me, that's you and no one else!"
“…. …”
“You—”
Fiona and Grafilia were displeased by the Dragon King and was about to lash out but Allen waved his hand in front of them and stopped them with an indifferent expression. Even Qin and Mireya who was usually reasonable had calm faces. However, twisted into a smile devoid of any positive emotion...
Allen paused for a moment. The Dragon King in front of him was stronger and more powerful compared to him. He had realized this in that exchange just now. Although they seemed equal, still Allen and the Dragon King knows it wasn’t…!
Allen even felt that the Dragon King was much, much, much stronger than Hanjin, the Demonic Tiger King!
If the Demonic Tiger King possesses the strength of a boy around ten to twelve years old, then, this Dragon King before him has the strength of an adult around mid to late twenties. Such a difference in power...!
And this cools Allen's anger a bit. He frowned and muttered with an icy cold voice; “That aura that I had felt upon coming here… that aura full of warm, mellow and unique Insectian aura… who was it from?” he asked. Somewhat hopeful.
“That’s what I want to ask you though…”
However, the response was completely different than what he had expected, catching him off-guard.
“What do you mean?”
“Hm? What? Didn’t you come here for that other Monster King with the same aura…? Although I tried imitating what I had felt accidentally, wanting to lure the Monster King who was blatantly wandering in my territory while completely ignoring the owner—but who would’ve known, just as I had put it, another Monster King had come.” The Dragon King shrugged with a casual attitude.
"Though, it seems like you're rushing here because of it. Do you know who it was from then? Care to enlighten me?"
"...?!"
Allen's eyes widened in shock.
And his heart started beating loudly... no way... is it, really...?
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