Chapter 1097 Secret Plan
Dorian stared at the infinite arrows filling the sky like stars. As the G.o.ddess released her bowstring, every arrow launched toward them like a meteor shower. As the mortals on the ground witnessed the scene, none of them could do a thing. In fact, no one dared to do a thing.
Each arrow the G.o.ddess shot at them encompa.s.sed br.i.m.m.i.n.g energy of the moonlight, tearing through the night sky with ease. Seraphine tried to use her blood to block some of them, but it was akin to throwing a gla.s.s of water at a forest fire.
Dorian stood there with anger not directed toward the G.o.ddess, but himself for being unable to block her attack. No matter how much mastery he had over weapons, it could never shield them from such an attack.
Raining arrows plunged toward the ground, impaling the onlookers who were helpless to run away. The night turned to day as each arrow exploded with moonlight, vaporizing the ground beneath it. Any soldier struck by the arrows died instantly, and the lords had to shield themselves using whatever means necessary.
As he witnessed the ma.s.sacre of countless people, even those outside Final Valley, Dorian could feel his own body tearing apart. Even after his eyes closed, he could hear their screams, and each of their pains was transmitted to his mind.
A scorching sun appeared before him, forcing Dorian to open his eyes and see a moonlight arrow heading toward him. Even if he dodged, there were a hundred other arrows heading in his direction.
Dorian slammed the ground with the end of his spear, making it crumble. His mastery over weapons and acute senses gave him the ability to sense the weakness in any given environment, letting him use the fissure from earlier to create an underground cave in Final Valley. As the ground crumbled beneath him, Dorian watched the arrows land on the ground. Their explosion shook the world, almost deafening his ears as he fell toward the underground cave.
His action might be seen as cowardly, but he knew that no one could stand against this G.o.ddess. Their only chance to defeat her was to stall for time, and that meant they needed to stay alive.
Dorian landed on the ground, his back hitting a large boulder. As he tried to see through the darkness and rising dust, the only thing illuminating his view was the moonlight from the fissure above. Despite the lack of injuries, his skin broke and blood spilled out.
"This Karmic Resonance is going to kill me," said Dorian as he tried to close his eyes and ears, but it was useless. Souls departed their bodies outside this cave, and he could hear their suffering. Each time an arrow killed a soldier or an animal, Dorian would feel his own body ripping apart. "Please, make it stop!" And it stopped.
Dorian no longer heard the voices of suffering around him, as if the world no longer had living people to suffer. Instead, all he could hear was his own breathing and beating heart. Then, the sky rumbled and Dorian realized that he was finally here.
Dorian could move, as light as before this curse. His body was stronger than he ever remembered, as he leapt from the cave with a single jump. His blood splattered on the ground, but his eyes were full of vitality. As the rumbling continued, Dorian realized that something has changed about the wrath in the second floor. The Final Valley was destroyed without a hint of life left, with white flames rising from the h.e.l.lish craters. As each of these lords climbed out of the rubble of destruction and death, they saw the moonlight was gone.
"He is here!" shouted Dorian with a grin as he looked at the sky, filled with black clouds that rumbled with threatening lightning. In the sky below the clouds was Artemis, who witnessed the clouds and frowned. "The demon king is here!"
As he announced to the entire world, Dorian raised his foot and stomped the ground. The entire valley shook as he laughed with excitement, jumping through the air before landing on the highest branch the central tree had to offer.
"It is far too late," said Artemis as she looked at the ground below, spotting a figure running toward her. "My Moon Offering is here as well."
Dorian could not understand what she meant, but he heard her loud and clear. Although the wind blew and the storm brewed, Dorian could tell that their savior has yet to arrive. However, he could tell that something else was about to happen.
"My G.o.ddess!" shouted a figure in the distance, entering Final Valley unhindered. Dorian realized that the barrier has been destroyed by the moonlight arrows, rendering their artifact useless. "I brought the maiden!""
"Your contributions to the moon will not be overlooked, Freud Stormblade," said the G.o.ddess with a grin as she outstretched her hand. "Stab her heart in the moonlight, and her blood will become mine."
"As you command, my G.o.ddess!" shouted the frantic man who wore nothing but pants as he carried a woman on his shoulder. Dorian was confused before he recognized the redhead bubbling in his captivity.
Artemis then turned toward the dark clouds, shooting a giant arrow toward them. The arrow tore through the clouds and revealed the moon, which cast its lights toward Freud Stormblade.
Dorian realized everything these two wanted to do, and he was not about to let it happen. His spear appeared in his hand, turning slimmer and shorter. His entire arm retracted backward, with his spear in a tight grip before it bolted from his hand.
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Freud had a knife in his hand, ready to kill the maiden by stabbing her through the heart. Dorian shot his spear with unparalleled accuracy as he had done a thousand times before. It tore through the destruction, reaching the frantic worshiper in an instant.
"Freud!" called the G.o.ddess for him to notice the attack, making him turn in time to see it. Freud used the knife in his hand to block the attack, diverting it from his head. It tore through his cheek before pa.s.sing through, slamming to the ground behind him.
As luck would have it, the knife flew away as well. Freud stared at the knife, before his face turned resolute. Although his face was disfigured once again and bleeding, his hand morphed into a blade using the muscles in his palm.
Dorian jumped down from the tree, rushing to save his sister. Although Luna and Dorian were not close as they grew up, since Dorian rarely saw her outside her room, he still felt a compulsive need to protect her. Not to mention, that this moon offering sounded like it would strengthen the moon G.o.ddess.
As soon as he landed, Dorian kicked a giant boulder to send it flying. The boulder shot through the air, as fast as his spear, before slamming into the muscles monster trying to stab his sister.
Freud staggered forward, dropping Luna from his grip. As she fell on the upturned soil, Luna began to worm away from him. Freud was enraged as he turned toward the incoming Dorian, looking at him with bloodl.u.s.t.
"Just like your father, you can never know when to let go!" shouted Freud as his arms grew bigger, as if balloons inflating. "I will kill you first, then her!"
"Freud Stormblade! Kill the maiden, now!" shouted Artemis with urgency because the lightning grew louder. She realized that if she did not receive her offering now, she would have a hard time against the enemy this time.
As his G.o.ddess commanded him, Freud managed to calm down and focus on the maiden. He saw her try to run away from him, so he ignored Dorian who was rushing at him and pierced toward her heart.
Spatial arrows fell from the sky, dragging Freud away as they seemed to integrate themselves toward his body. The giant muscles man turned toward the source of the familiar attack to find his brother, glaring at him with rage.
"What do you think you are doing to my treasure?" asked Marshal Stormblade with unrestrained bloodthirst. "And why is she here with you?"
"This is far bigger than your sick fetish, Marshal," said Freud with annoyance as he struggled to break free from the spatial arrows. "If we offer her heart to the Moon G.o.ddess, she will grant us unlimited strength and immortality!"
"And what would I do with all that time and strength, if I did not have my treasure?" asked Marshal Stormblade as he advanced toward his brother. "You took her away from me all this time, didn"t you, Freud?"
"She came to me after escaping from your clutches," spat Freud with disgust. "I know about all the things you tried to do to her. I took her into my camp when she told me that she would rather die than become your wife."
"…how could you tell him about this?" asked Marshal as he stopped walking, turning to look at his daughter. "It was our secret plan, so why did you tell him? We should have been married for months now, but you left your room and sought this trash?"
Luna stopped trying to get away as her entire body began trembling. The gaze of her father and his sick plans for her made her quiver in both disgust and fear. Then, she turned to look at his face, which she hated more than anything in the world. However, someone was slamming that face with a knee. It was her brother, Dorian, whose face could not be any scarier.