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Chapter 463 Asura

"This is……"

Ocas's wild laughter abruptly stopped, as if someone had suddenly grabbed his neck.

He turned his head to look at Earth, a look of surprise on his face.

Did it actually come back to life at this time?
Zhang Qi was also stunned, realizing the identity of the person who had uttered such anger.

"This feeling... can't be wrong..."

The fervent fighting spirit on Ocas's face quickly faded, replaced by an extremely complex expression, a mixture of shock, fear, and even a hint of... nostalgia?

That anger, that power of the mantra, could only have come from his disciple, Asura!

He abruptly turned his head, looking towards the direction of the Earth, as if his gaze could penetrate the thick atmosphere and see the source of that power.

"Asura...you bastard, you actually woke up?!"

Ocas's arm, which was carrying the giant sword, trembled slightly, not from fear, but from some indescribable emotion.

"Kid, you're lucky."

I don't have time to play with you right now.

Deus must already know.

What follows is going to be really funny.

"If you want to live, you'd better figure it out yourself!"

Okas grinned, revealing a smile that wasn't exactly friendly.

Before he finished speaking, Okas's figure transformed into a streak of light, no longer rushing towards Zhang Qi, but turning around.

It burst out of Earth at an astonishing speed, heading straight for the divine realm of Dorastrium.

He has to go back.

Ashura's resurrection disrupted all plans.

In order to maintain his "righteousness," Deus will inevitably spare no effort and use all the power of the divine kingdom.

To stop these two potentially enormous threats—Asura and the mysterious "heretic" before them.

Zhang Qi hovered in the silent space, looking in the direction where Ocas had left, his eyes flickering.

Asura...

Has it finally appeared?

He could clearly sense that the source of that angry power was in the direction of the mountain village he had sensed earlier!
It seems that the immense power of the mantra that emanated from his earth-shattering battle with Okas has unexpectedly become the key to awakening Asura.

It was truly... a lucky accident.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Qi adjusted his direction and transformed into a purple meteor, plummeting towards Earth.

……

at the same time.

In the border mountains, there is a village that houses a stone statue of Asura.

Before the sky had fully recovered from the previous strange phenomena, the earth was plunged into a new disaster.

Woo——! ! !
A piercing shriek tore through the sky!
Dark shadows, like dark clouds, surged in from all directions!
It's about subduing demons!
The demons, densely packed and of various shapes, exuded an aura of uncleanliness and destruction!

Attracted by the immense power of the mantras that Zhang Qi had unleashed during his battle with Okas, they pounced on the small village like sharks smelling blood!
"Ahhh! The demon slayer has arrived! The demon slayer is here!"

"Run!"

"Gods! Save us!"

The villagers, who had just recovered from the shock of the broken statue, were instantly plunged into even greater panic and despair!
They had become accustomed to eking out a living under the protection of the "evil god" statue and had long forgotten the existence of demon slayers.

Cries, screams, and desperate prayers mingled together, creating an apocalyptic scene.

Yuna stood there, stunned, watching the ugly monsters descend from the sky and pounce on the villagers, her face pale.

A demon-slaying creature, resembling a giant spider, brandished its scythe-like limbs and lunged at her!
A foul, fishy stench hit me!

Yuna was so frightened that she closed her eyes, her body stiffened, and she didn't even have the strength to run away.

Dying?

Just like his father...

Is this... the gods abandoning us?
However, the expected excruciating pain did not come. Boom!!!
A deep, resounding thud, like the beating of a war drum!
A crimson figure fell from the sky like a meteorite, landing right in front of Yuna!

The violent shockwave sent the oncoming spider demon flying and tore it apart!
The smoke cleared.

The true appearance of that figure was revealed.

Golden arms, his whole body burning with crimson energy like flames.

Asura!
He didn't even look at the demon-slaying beast he had casually crushed; he simply moved his body, which had been dormant for ten thousand years, slightly, causing a series of cracking sounds from his bones.

The demons around seemed to sense the power of Asura, and their movements noticeably slowed down.

But soon, driven by instinct, the demon-slaying beast roared and pounced!

Ashura suddenly raised his head and let out a deafening roar!

"Roar--!!!"

The invisible sound waves spread out, and those demon slayers who rushed to the front were struck as if by an invisible hammer, and instantly exploded into pieces!

Then, he moved!

The two golden arms struck at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye!
Every punch he threw was accompanied by a deafening roar that tore through the air!
The demons that rushed up, whether they were huge or fast, were all like paper in front of him, easily torn apart, smashed, and crushed!
Blood and bits of flesh flew everywhere!
This is not a battle, it's a massacre!

It is the embodiment of anger, venting the rage that has been building up for thousands of years!

In a short time, he slaughtered all the demons who were besieging the village!

At the village entrance, the corpses of the demon-slaying warriors lay scattered on the ground, slowly turning into energy and returning to the earth.

Asura stood amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

He was clearly taken aback when he saw Yuna in the crowd, because she reminded him of his daughter.

Oh, right, Misra...

The image of his daughter flashed through his mind, bringing back Ashura's memories. He suddenly looked up at the sky.

He crawled back from hell for only one thing...

At that moment, the surviving villagers, after a brief moment of stunned silence upon seeing the figure before them that looked like a demon descending to earth, all knelt down in unison!

"God...Lord God!"

"Thank you, God, for your salvation!"

"Have you come to purify us?"

They prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling, yet with a fanatical worship, bowing down to the Asura.

They couldn't distinguish between gods and demons; they only knew that this powerful being had saved them.

Perhaps, this is the new god?

Why……

Yuna stared blankly at the scene, then looked at Ashura, her big eyes filled with complex emotions.

It was fear, gratitude, and... confusion.

She mustered her courage, took a few steps forward, and called out to Ashura in a trembling voice, "Thank...thank you..."

Her voice was soft and drowned out by the frenzied worship of the other villagers.

Ashura frowned. He had spent too long in his slumber, and his memories were fragmented. He even found the language he was speaking unfamiliar.

He couldn't understand what these people were saying, nor could he comprehend the mortals kneeling on the ground, worshipping him, the "traitor."

but……

Looking at the fanatical and foolish expressions on their faces, at the way they saw themselves as salvation...

An indescribable sense of disgust rose from the bottom of his heart!

What is this? Is this the righteous cause those guys talk about?

Is this the world he once fought for and bled for?

What exactly happened over those ten thousand years?!

Boundless rage began to build and burn in his chest once more!
Just then, a voice rang out from behind Ashura.

"Finally, I've met you, Ashura..."

(End of this chapter)