Chapter 682
From his youth, he had always been someone who guided the Void King in the right direction.
It was an entity the Void King had never met in person and whose face was nothing but a shade. That man who would present himself in his nightmares and guide him, showing him the right path forward.
The entity taught the Void King everything he knew about cultivation and even guided his path in taking control of the Dark Factions and how to entice the True Titans from across Aether to follow him.
Calling that person the true master of The Organization would not be wrong since the Void King was just a proxy who followed the man’s directives.
“How can you be him!?”
The Void King’s confusion was understandable. After all, the entity had presented itself for the first time over a thousand years ago. It did not make sense for that person to be the same as the young Inferno Daemon Imperial Prince before him, who was not even thirty years old.
Horus’ eyes began to glow as he saw the fear and confusion in the eyes of the Void King, and a twisted smile appeared on his face. It seemed as if the doubt in the man’s soul was intoxicating for him.
“Hahaha, you are but a small child who sees this tiny planet as everything and cannot possibly grasp just how insignificant you are in the grand scheme of things. If you want answers, grow stronger and show me that I can use you as more than a simple pawn.
Until then, shut up and obey my command like you have always done.”
Horus no longer bothered with the Void King and turned his eyes to the Blood King and the four priests engraving dark blood runes on his body before creating a pentagram on the ground.
“There was once a man, a human, whose life could only be described as the epitome of normal. He was born in a normal world with somewhat advanced technology, but other than that, he was nothing special.”
The Void King was still trying to overcome the shock that assaulted his mind when he heard Horus’ words. As he focused on the Imperial Prince, he saw zeal beginning to appear in his eyes.
“That man did not achieve anything special in his first life and perished from old age, yet it was in death that he was able to break free from the chains of mortality.”
The zeal and fervor in Horus’ eyes only increased, and he did not seem to care about the Void King’s reaction. He was just speaking to himself, and the Dark King was lucky enough to be present.
“During his second life, that man mastered the power of death and destruction, and that was just the beginning. In his third life, he took a step further and dominated the Force of Rebirth, becoming the apex of his realm, but even that was not enough. He entered a fourth life, and at this point, this great man subjugated the Origin of Life and Death, becoming the Master of Reincarnation.”
Despite the shock and confusion that assaulted the mind and soul of the Void King, he could not help but feel awe from the bottom of his soul as he heard Horus’ words and imagined what kind of entity was capable of returning from death over and over again, always coming back stronger than before.
Horus paused at this point as he focused on the formation made of dark blood that was starting to glow, and then he carried on.
“That Supreme Exarch performed feats that escaped the comprehension of life form and mastered powers beyond what even I could comprehend. In his third life, he performed true miracles and created a new race.
That race was the epitome of talent, able to train the body, Laws, and willpower simultaneously and in perfect synergy. They are so powerful that they can barely be considered adults when they reach the first stage of the Soul Realm, what you call Divine Ascension. Even the least talented and weakest would be a supreme divine genius in this place.”
At this point, Horus paused as he focused all his attention on the runes and saw how the power of the formation rose higher and higher while the dark priests began to chant strange words.
The Void King did not understand the words coming out of the dark priests, but his eyes widened as he saw the bodies of these ones begin to disintegrate as the formation drained their life, yet they kept chanting.
Each of the dark priests showed a fanatic light in their eyes as the formation devoured their lives and consumed their bodies. The Void King trembled as he saw pure bliss in their eyes and could not understand what would drive people to such a maniacal state of fervor.
Finally, silence reigned after the last dark priest perished, crumbling to dust as the formation consumed until the last drop of vitality in their bodies.
Then, the power of the formation exploded, generating a pillar of dark energy that seemed to crash into the sky.
“RUMBLE!”
The Void King saw the sky tremble under the power of that dark pillar, and the next second, a fissure appeared in the sky.
A malevolent aura emerged from the fissure, one so dark and evil that it froze the body of the Void King. Just for the next second, a stream of dark and evil energy would emerge from it and flood into the Blood King’s body.
The Blood King could not scream as the dark and evil energy pierced through his mouth, eyes, nose, and ears into his body, but it was evident by the way he could not stop twitching that the process was horribly painful.
However, other than pain, the Blood King’s body began to radiate formidable power, and the dark and evil energy seemed to fuse into his flesh and blood, changing his nature.