Hero of Darkness

Chapter 1190: The Lone Wolf

The terrifying being, which possessed the power to both destroy and reshape the world, now stood dozens of kilometers away, yet its ferocious gaze had frozen Kahn and his group.

After learning the fact about the Elder Dragon Saalazaar’s demise and remembering the shame caused by the 8th Hero of Darkness, the Godbeast Fenrir lost all his cool and decided to kill everyone present.

His aura was a form of power that was more than enough to kill all of them, just like Godbeast Baihu did with his aura previously.

However, unlike the first time... they now had a powerful backer of their own.

”Junior...”

The deathly and menacing voice echoed in a 50-kilometer radius.

”Are you courting death?!”

The malicious aura burst forth, overthrowing Fenrir’s, while all the previously dangerous, mysterious energy waned like it never existed.

Since Kahn and his allies were not the target, they couldn’t feel how overwhelming it was. But on the other end, Godbeast Fenrir could.

In mere moments, not only did his pressure disappear, but the beast could feel its bones cracking and internal organs churning. The chains around the body tightened while even the glyphs and runes floating on its fur shook again and again.

In mere moments, he turned from the aggressor to the oppressed.

Yet, he still maintained his dignified appearance outside, not backing down even though he could fall at any given moment due to this mortifying aura.

”Who is this? This is not a power that a living being in this world possesses. It reeks of death, but also the aura has traces of divinity.

”It is me, brat. Looks like your memory needs to be jogged,” spoke Jeoseung Saja.

”Huh?! Where is this voice coming from?” wondered Fenrir.

”I’m right here, you mutt! Stop ignoring me!” shouted the envoy of death and flew in front of the ship, suspended in the air.

The small statue then reverted to its original form, 100 meters tall.

”I still don’t know who you are.” said Godbeast Fenrir.

”Ah, then you’ll probably remember this...” replied the massive statue.

Swoosh!

The Josen Era sword in the statue’s hand suddenly disappeared, and the following moment...

Swoosh!

BANG!

At lightning speed, the real 20-kilometer-long sword of the Envoy of Death dropped from the sky.

Rumble!

Tremble!!

The surrounding 15-kilometer radius shattered again, and the titanic sword, almost double the Fenrir’s size, plunged itself into the ground, creating a wall-like barricade in between them.

Even the Godbeast was shocked and bewildered to its core as it gazed at the blade of the pitch-black sword that wouldn’t even reflect light.

”You... It’s you! You were there that day!” spoke Fenrir in a flabbergasted tone.

”Yes, I was. Not that you remember it... I have a message from the old one.

I thought I’d get to convey it on the day of your destined demise.” spoke the grim reaper.

”A message from the old one... What did that bastard have to say to me?” asked the godbeast.

”Before he entered the cycle of reincarnation... He told me to tell you one day, when it was your time...

To say ’Thank You’.” said jeoseung saja.

”Thank you?...” said Fenrir, his eyes filled with both regret and yearning.

”What does his thankfulness mean at this point?

He was freed from this hellish life while I took his place.

Who knows how long I have to endure this agony?” said Fenrir, reminiscent of something.

”What ’day’ is he talking about?” asked Kahn with a confused countenance.

”The day he killed the old Godbeast Fenrir and took his place more than 2 million years ago.” responded the envoy of death.

”Godbeasts aren’t like Dragons or Archangels that are favored by Vantrea.

They are placeholders... Being that must exist no matter what.

The only distinct fact that separates them is that all of them start as mere monsters, evolve in their own way, and reach the pinnacle of strength.

Some even have powers that can be considered an anomaly and shouldn’t be allowed to exist in the first place.

Yet somehow, there is one challenger who succeeds and finally kills the placeholder.

And as a result, they become the Godbeast themselves. Getting their title, inheriting the predecessor’s powers, and also the burden that comes with it.

All 5 Godbeasts exist for that very reason. And their shackles are no different.

Each one is bound to live on, even if they want to die, until the day a new challenger kills them and takes their place.

And the cycle shall repeat itself.” revealed the envoy of death.

”So even a variant can become a Godbeast?” queried Kahn again.

”Yes. As a matter of fact... The one standing in front of us was not even born as a direct descendant of the Fenrir bloodline.” he iterated.

But before they could continue...

”How was he... When you took him to the underworld?” asked Godbeast Fenrir.

The envoy of death replied in a gentle voice...

”Blissful, free, and unburdened. No different than those who came before him.”

”I see... I would have preferred to die that day if I knew what would happen next.

Even the others must share the same notion as I.

Achieving the pinnacle of strength?... What a foolish dream.

This life is a living nightmare. Wish I could kill myself, but this world keeps bringing me back.

Alas... How was he in his new life?” stated and queried Fenrir.

”In his next life, he was born as a normal human. A woodcutter, to be exact.

He lived only 60 years before dying. But it was fulfilling, and he died, surrounded by his children and his wife.

He had no regrets and in his last moments... it felt as if he remembered his previous life.” revealed the Grim Reaper.

After hearing these words from the envoy, the godbeast almost staggered on its spot.

His expression was one of both envy but also pity at the same time. He too, yearned for an end like this.

”Since it is you of all people... can you tell me a way?” asked the godbeast.

The stone statue remained silent for a while.

”There is no other way. Even the Gods can no longer intervene since Vantrea has basically shunned them.

After what happened 40 million years ago... they would have preferred to erase this phenomenon themselves. But it is a fate that can no longer be averted.” responded the envoy with a stern tone.

”When will my time come? Is there anyone who can kill me and take my place in the world?

If there is... how can I find them?” asked Fenrir.

Sigh!

But in response, all Jeoseung Saja did was speak with a sigh...

”There are a few of them. But as of this moment... no one can even surpass a peak saint if one were to exist in this era.

Besides, all of them are far away. You can’t even find the closest one since I’m told you lot can’t leave the Abyss Forest.” responded the envoy.

”I see. So I’m bound to be this helpless... for millions of years to come?

This seal... only another being as strong as a Demi-God or deity can break it. But I have no hope left.

This world hasn’t even borne a Peak Saint in the past 800 years, let alone a Demi-God.

And these pests called the Heroes... They’re an eyesore. Their existence shouldn’t have been allowed in Vantrea in the first place.

I might as well end this one here and help that so-called Demon God in destroying the world.

The other Godbeasts have the same idea as I.

Once I kill this human, I will be free and search for him.

Maybe then, we all will be able to finish this cycle.

If the rest of the world perishes along... So be it!” iterated the Godbeast.

It was right then...

”Wait! If dying is your wish... then I have a proposal.” spoke a certain someone.

The young man in a dark gray longcoat spoke as his face showed both confidence and dignity.

”Even if you kill me and get free from whatever that’s sealing you in the Abyss Forest...

There is no guarantee that you’ll be able to find someone who can kill you and take your place.” said Kahn with an upright tone.

”Also, there are two people right in front of you who have the potential to become a Demi-God.” he said firmly.

”Do not jest, otherworldly child. Even a chosen hero like you can’t hope to become a Demi-God.

The scumbag, who sealed all five of us here, was not even able to become a Peak Saint despite possessing such enormous strength and the cores of his fellow chosen heroes.

So who can even break our seals? Certainly, the Envoy of Death can’t do it since he is merely possessing that stone statue.

And even if he can somehow kill me... I will be reborn again in just a few days.” stated the Godbeast.

”So my best choice is to kill you here today, and help the Demon God to destroy this world.

Why would I risk my fate and assured death at the hands of a nobody who doesn’t even possess the strength on par with his predecessor?” asked the godbeast with scorn.

Kahn soon told him how he had a way to surpass his limits and even the Tablet of Arcana at his disposal.

”So what?! The relics have existed for hundreds of millions of years already. Not a single one who possessed them became a Demi-God till now.

So what makes you think I’ll believe your obvious lies?” asked Fenrir with a furious tone.

”Not ’what’, but ’who’...” replied Kahn.

”Because I have him...” said Kahn and soon, a soul projection appeared above their heads and an ethereal form of an old man, clad in white and golden armor, while holding a greatsword in his hand, appeared in front of the Godbeast.

The godbeast’s eyes widened in shock as it spoke...

”So it’s you again... Rathnaar.”