From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 385 The Brutality

"...In conclusion, we have decided to unconditionally hand over the Demon God's relic to you."

With a forced smile on his face, Valentine tried his best to keep his tone calm, even though three immortals were watching him intently.

Although the three immortals—the strange bird, the fat man, and the beautiful woman—did not say anything, he could clearly sense the threat emanating from them.

He knew very well that these three had not come with good intentions; they had only refrained from attacking the cult because they were bound by the Lord of the Blood Sea.

Even so, their mere presence exerted immense pressure on the nearby religious groups.

The feeling of corruption weighed on everyone, and devouring words and various illusions followed.

Valentine knew that they were waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that the Order might offer themselves, so that the Lord of the Blood Sea would allow them to act.

Therefore, his arrival now completely dispels the Blood Sea Lord's concerns and prevents them from taking advantage of the situation.

"I hope you understand that we have absolutely no intention of coveting the relics," he said, bowing slightly to Modi. "We are willing to cooperate with you to retrieve the relics from the depths of the Mother World."

The biggest problem now is that Douglas tricked them before he died, throwing his demonic essence into the depths of the mother world.

That was a place used by the cult to dispose of waste and residue, which had accumulated a lot of pollution and was a type of rebirth pool.

Normally, no one would be willing to go down there, but now, for the survival of the cult, they had no choice but to temporarily organize salvage crews to go deep into the water and salvage that essence.

"I will wait for you for a while, and I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."

After speaking, Modi glanced at the three menacing figures behind him and said meaningfully, "Otherwise, I can't guarantee that they won't take necessary measures to protect our interests."

The three gods looked at each other without saying a word, only grinning.

A surge of malice welled up in Valentine's heart, and he shuddered, assuring him, "Rest assured, the Order will give you all a satisfactory answer."

After giving his instructions, he left in a hurry.

Being around these immortals is too much of a mental strain for him; if he stays there too long, he'll definitely go crazy.

"What a pity," Usurper shook his head, "This was originally a great opportunity."

"You're still too soft-hearted," said Zhifutian.

"You are not worthy of your title at all," the Heavenly Bliss said with a charming smile.

"Therefore, Lord of the Blood Sea is my first title, not Slaughtering Heaven." Modi remained calm and unaffected by their presence.

"That is why I can wield the power of war and killing, rather than having the power control me."

He had every reason to retaliate against these three guys, no matter what.

"We can each leave one avatar here to observe," he said. "We still have several targets: the forbidden beasts, the monstrous demons, and the most troublesome corpse-stitching people. How should we deal with these?"

"Coo coo... Forbidden beasts and violent demons are no problem; two people can easily handle them."

As he preened his feathers, he spoke.

"As for the most troublesome corpse-stitching man, we can only deal with him by having all four of us work together before the other apostles arrive."

Modi didn't offer any opinion on His viewpoint, but instead looked at the other two and asked, "What do you think?"

"What else can we say? No matter how much we talk, in the end we'll still have to resort to outright robbery."

Zhi Futian said helplessly, "No one is willing to hand over their essence to others, and we must get our hands on it. There is no reason to back down."

When it comes to the path of faith, words are powerless unless they are willing to offer their things with both hands, like the religious order, in order to avoid a conflict.

"That's settled then," Modi finally decided. "Zhifutian and I will go find the Violent Demon, and the remaining two will deal with the Forbidden Beast. Do you have any objections?"

The three gods exchanged glances and shook their heads.

The impromptu meeting came to an end. After leaving avatars in the mother world to keep watch, the four gods went their separate ways, following the coordinates that had been determined long ago.

"According to the information provided by that idiot bird, at this point in time, that alien succubus should still be at this coordinate."

Modi, holding a spiraling spear and surrounded by sword light transformed from Yuan Tu Abi, strolled leisurely upstream through time.

Having learned from his previous experience, this time he did not jump directly to the coordinates, but instead went backward along the timeline to a point in time before the tyrant had left.

Zhi Futian followed behind him, casually asking as he glanced around at the illusory landscape of cosmic light, "What do you know about this strange succubus?"

"I don't know much," Modi paused, thinking of some past events, and continued upstream. "However, I do know a little about the term 'Violent Demon'."

"Tell me more," Zhi Futian asked curiously, his pus-filled offspring on his body showing the same expression.

"The so-called 'violent demon' is an anomaly among succubi."

Recalling the rumors he had heard in the realm of oblivion, he continued, "Ordinary succubi are most fond of bewitching others and absorbing their life force, but there are some special individuals among them."

"These special succubi are more stimulated by blood and killing than by ordinary vital energy, so they often admire killing... especially when they are doing *that* while ripping out the victim's internal organs."

A strange expression flashed across Modi's face, and suddenly he didn't really want to recall the relevant matters.

He has some Blood God Sons who are stationed in the Forgotten Realm for a long time, and they inevitably have to deal with the Forgotten Monarch there.

He had some connection with one of the succubi matriarchs, and his understanding of the violent demons came from that succubus matriarch.

He also saw a lot of related images and materials there.

"Oh, I think I understand." Zhi Futian nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"Generally speaking, most succubi cannot tolerate the existence of violent demons. Once discovered, they will be sent for trial. However, some will escape and grow stronger through slaughter."

Because they were well-suited to the doctrines of the Blood God Cult, Modi recruited some of these violent demons, but none of them possessed the strength of an immortal.

The succubus he's about to face is an anomaly among succubi, possibly the strongest succubus in history.

We've arrived.

Modi suddenly stopped, lightly tapped his spear, and sliced ​​open a crack.

Beyond the rift lay a galaxy he had never visited.

At the center of the galaxy, two stars are born side by side and revolve around each other.

But apart from these two stars, the entire galaxy consists of only a few broken planets and a ring of asteroids.

There is no life here; they all perished in the previous massacre. Only the ancient twin stars continue to shine.

"Iribatori, the tyrant," Mordy said, looking at the sole figure in the center of the galaxy, "I'm here to negotiate."

He instructed the stagnant spirit to remain outside of time for the time being, and not to come out with him, lest the violent demon realize it was no match for him and flee.

If we come out a little later, we can catch her off guard.

"Who are you...

.?

In space, at the gravitational equilibrium point formed by the two stars, a graceful figure stood, tilting her head to look at the suddenly appearing Modi.

In her eyes, this immortal being exuded a rusty smell, the smell of blood, war, and slaughter, which was her favorite scent.

How could such an immortal being, whom she did not recognize, appear here?

"Oh, I see. You're in cahoots with that silly bird from last time, aren't you?"

Elizabeth seemed to have thought of something, lightly touched her lips with her fingertip, and said with certainty.

"So, you've also come for the essence of a demon god?"

"That's true." Mordy nodded.

"Then you're probably going to be disappointed," the tyrant said with a charming smile. "I can't possibly give it to you."

Why?

"I also want to be promoted," she said frankly.

"Nothing to discuss?"

"There's nothing to discuss."

"That's a pity," Mordy sighed. "It seems we can't avoid a fight after all."

Elizabeth's smile became even brighter. Her body was completely naked, with only her excessively long hair barely covering her body.

She strode forward, every movement exuding allure, drawing attention to her and even causing people to die without realizing it.

"That suits me perfectly."

Her cherry lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, but as soon as she finished speaking, Elizabeth vanished from the spot.

At the same time, Modi sensed a fragrant breeze wafting towards him, knowing that the tyrant had made his move, and thrust out his spear without hesitation.

The spear tip pierced through flesh and blood, pinning the tyrant to space.

"A wonderful smell of blood."

Elizabeth still had a smile on her face. She dipped her finger in her own blood, tasted it carefully, and looked completely absorbed in it.

"I can tell you're the same kind of person as me; I suppose you also crave to be bathed in blood?"

She reached out as if to gently stroke Modi's cheek, but he didn't give her the chance, forcefully twisting the hilt and swinging the spiral spear.

In an instant, Elizabeth was torn vertically in two.

"Who's your kind?" Mordy was speechless.

"You won't admit it?" Elizabeth smiled nonchalantly. "That's alright, I'll win you over with my actions."

Blood with a strange fragrance flowed from her body, connecting her upper and lower body segments.

The peculiar fragrance entered his nostrils, and Modi immediately felt dizzy.

His senses were confused, his head was turned upside down... He even felt that he was completely detached from the world, and that his connection with the material world was being severed.

"This is your authority," Mordy said with certainty. "The destruction of the senses? No, it should be called seduction, shouldn't it?"

With his last remaining connection to the material universe, he swung the gun barrel, letting the unchanging gun tear through the surrounding space, creating a deathly vacuum.

"You are not bewitching me, but the universe, the space around us."

The moment the deathly vacuum was created, the feeling of being exiled vanished abruptly, and he reconnected with the surrounding space.

Elizabeth stood on the edge of a vacuum, a hint of surprise on her face.

"You figured it out so quickly. You're definitely not to be underestimated."

Despite saying that, she was not flustered at all, but calmly stepped into the deathly silence.

"But even so, how long can this space you've created last?"

From the moment she stepped into the deathly vacuum, control of this space began to shift little by little, and Mordy could sense it.

However, he was not alarmed; instead, he laughed.

"But all of this will be over soon, so hurry up and get started."

"Alright, then I'll grant your wish..." Elizabeth raised her mutated claws, but suddenly realized something was wrong. "Weren't you just talking to me?"

"Of course not."

A dull sound came from somewhere, and a stench swept across her face, colliding with her.

Elizabeth seemed to have been hit by a bolt of lightning; her body was instantly riddled with dents, and her wounds quickly festered and rotted.

The culprit behind all this is, of course, a certain green, bloated, fat man.

"I didn't expect you to launch a sneak attack." Zhi Futian looked at Mo Di, his expression showing some surprise.

"This is also part of the tactics, and war cannot be separated from tactics," Mordy said without any shame.

"Fine, you are the master of war, you call the shots."

Zhi Futian shrugged, then slapped the violent demon away, sending her flying to Modi's side.

The latter seized the opportunity to raise his spear and hurled it at the tyrant without hesitation.

The red spiral beam of light engulfed her petite body, erasing her almost instantly.

A moment later, a familiar figure reappeared.

Elizabeth looked rather grim, as if she had finally gotten a day off and planned to go out for a meal, only to mistakenly enter a members-only restaurant and be forced to drink a lot of snow.

Only she herself knows the pain she endured.

"Ugh, you fatso, why does your blood smell like rotten stuff? It's exactly like some slime that's been fermenting in the sewers for who knows how long!"

"If you don't like it, don't smell it. Nobody's forcing you." Zhi Futian's words were devoid of much emotion.

He was used to being scolded, so he simply raised his hand and slapped the tyrant.

A fierce glint flashed in Elizabeth's eyes as she dodged the attack from the Corrupting Heaven and unleashed her own alluring power.

The object of the allure was none other than the rotting flesh, pus, and even the pus-filled offspring of the Corpse-Stagnant Heaven.

"Are you seducing my child?"

A look of surprise flashed across Zhi Futian's face, but that was all; he didn't react in any other way.

"It seems you are unaware of my other title." He simply raised his hand to suppress the restlessness in his body.

"I am the decayer, and also the Lord of life, and I have another name... My children call me the loving father."

To some extent, it also symbolizes the inviolable patriarchal authority.

Therefore, the rebellion led by the tyrant was easily suppressed.

"Ugh..." Elizabeth frowned. "Disgusting guys. I never expected to be targeted by two immortals at the same time. Should I say you're overestimating me?"

She glanced in another direction and saw that the red spiral beam of light had already taken shape.

Taking a deep breath, she suddenly tossed something to the ground. "You wanted this, right? Here you go."

"Essence?" Modi recognized what it was and canceled the release of the Final Spiral without hesitation. He ignored the tyrannical demon and reached out to grab the object.

Taking this opportunity, Elizabeth ignored everything else and turned to leave.

The two men ignored her and let her leave.

For them, the purpose of this trip had been achieved, and there was no need to fight the tyrant to the death.

"Indeed, it's an unborn essence. I didn't realize that guy was so pragmatic."

Modi put it away. "Let's go see how things are going on with those silly birds. Hopefully, they're as efficient as we are."