Chapter 394 The Demon Army.
Somewhere in the Universe.
Garmagello floated aimlessly while the destroyed portions of the world were crumbling apart millions of kilometers away from him.
His previous excitement was gone, and he looked utterly bored. Not long ago, his veins were running with excitement, but it didn't last long like thousands of times before.
Then, Garmagello was done floating in the space and tightened his hand into a fist.
He reeled in his fist and punched, which caused the space to crack around him. Soon, another hole appeared in front of him, and he stepped inside without any care.
He appeared in a beautiful world filled with green flower patches, beautiful forests, and a light blue sky. The birds chirped and flapped their wings in the sky, and a calm breeze of wind brushed past him.
The world looked beautiful, untainted by any mortal hands, and holy.
Garmagello grimaced, "Disgusting."
He stepped on top of the flower, and instantly everything started withering away. The flowers died, and the grass became disgusting brown.
The trees aged rapidly, and soon they were wrinkly black trees.
Instantly, the entire surface of the world was replaced by harsh, rocky terrain. It looked exactly like the previous, now-destroyed world where blue-skinned people lived.
Since he stepped into the world, Garmagello sensed that the world was inhabited, except for the wild animals, birds, fishes, and insects. But now, they were all dead.
The beautiful world, with a single step, turned horrendous.
"Much better…" Garmagello grinned.
Brr!
Something in his back pocket vibrated, bringing a sense of annoyance to Garmagello's face.
He pulled out the square-shaped phone-like item made with bones and dried-up skin.
The screen flickered, and it showed a demon skull. Then, words appeared on the screen.
He received a text from Demon Lord of Sixth Heaven. The text was such that the Demon King summoned everyone into his own world, where another meeting between all Lords and Kings was occurring.
"Sigh…" Garmagello pocketed his phone and grabbed the air before ripping it open. After the familiar hole appeared, he stepped inside.
Only minutes after he left, a bright light appeared from the sky, and it softly landed on the ground.
From the bright light, a handsome figure appeared. His golden hair reached his lower back, and his body was draped in golden robes.
His eyes looked like two most beautiful pairs of stairs, and his body was like a sculptured masterpiece, perfect.
A long golden cape fluttered majestically on his back, and he wielded a golden spear in his right hand.
This man's identity was special— his name was Odin, The Supreme God.
Odin looked around him, the destruction reached the whole planet, and he could still sense the fading life signals.
"Demon was here…" He murmured as he grabbed a handful of burnt ash into his hand, "Another beautiful world destroyed…"
"They are also getting near…"
…
Somewhere in Universe, in the remote world.
The world was another world covered in a thick layer of evil. The black land covered the surface, with lava gushing out from every crack.
, ᴄ`ᴏ`m Currently, a group of ten ran in the deserted wilderness. They kept glancing behind them, and it was like they could feel an eye in the sky looking at them.
Soon, they reached an abandoned, ruined castle that was strangely built in the middle of nowhere.,c`o`m
Slam!
They kicked the door down and hid inside the ruins. Their faces looked depressed, but their eyes still showed a glint of want for revenge.
"They are here…" One of them whispered after taking a glance through a narrow crack.
In the far distance, cloud dust appeared, and thousands of wicked-looking grinning demons soon appeared. Their long tongues flayed out of their mouth, and their blood-red eyes wanted to see blood.
"Fuck!" One of the rebels covered his face with the last strings of hope getting cut, "W-What should we do…"
"Enough!" Then, a tall and muscular man came from the stairs and slapped him in the head. He instantly gathered everyone's attention.
"How many pearls you have left?!" The tall man asked a silent-looking man who was carrying an item that looked like a gun, but it resembled a lot of the shape of a water gun.
He opened his chamber, and inside was one innocent-looking pearl, "Only one…"
"Fuck…" The tall man cursed, gritting his teeth with a fist placed on his chest, "Fine, today we might die, but I will take down the bastard who killed my wife and daughter!"
The rest of the rebels slowly stood up. Their faces showed clear want for revenge.
"LET'S KILL THESE BASTARDS!" They rushed out of the ruined castle. From their scabbards, they pulled out their weapons and screamed onward.
The rebels that had only mere ten men fought against the deadly force of over a thousand demons.
"DIEEE!" The tall man swung his sword and decapitated several demons. However, instantly, ten more demons stepped forth with grinning facades.
The man, holding the water gun, aimed toward the swarm of demons and pulled the trigger.
BOOM!
The pearl explosively left the long barrel, and once landing on the surface, it froze over a hundred demons!
The rebels screamed and moved forward with their weapons swinging lullaby of death.
The demons didn't seem fazed even though over a hundred of them died in that instant.
The reason was clear, they were stronger.
It didn't take long for the rebels to get overwhelmed.
The man wielding the water gun was the first one to fall. He got encircled by dozen demons and was ripped in half, with screams of pain escaping through his ripped-open mouth.
Then, it became a domino effect, and soon, only the tall man was left standing with his body riddled with wounds.
He was surrounded by thousands of demons, but he never gave up. In the distance, he could see the disgusting figure of a demon, who looked like a general, sitting on top of a pale-looking horse.
That demon was the one who killed his family and took their happiness away.
"RAAAAAAAAAAH!" He lunged forward with all his hatred and want of revenge placed on the blade of the sword. Inside him, his core began spinning like a whirlwind, and every fiber of strength found in his body began running in his veins, pumping more strength into his muscles.
With one swing, he killed a dozen demons and was already in front of the general.
Then, he did one last swing, images of his precious wife and daughter flashed in his mind, and this sword swing was the strongest he had ever done.
However…
Clank!
The general grabbed the blade with his bare hand and held the tall man's throat before crushing it!
The tall man's eyes lost their brilliant shine, and he died without being able to fulfill his revenge.
"ONWARDS!" The general ordered, and the thousand-strong demon army continued marching and wreaking havoc.