DEVIANT

362 A thousand years later

Alex was stunned by what just happened. He could remember in his past life, Danny Ainsworth was Infamous for stealing the abilities of thousands and was rumored to have over ten thousand deviant abilities.

He and Alex shared the same ability but they both used it differently. While Alex used it to absorb energy and boost the abilities he already had, Danny simply kept stealing powers. This was the first time he has experienced this so he was shocked in a good way.

With the ability to steal divinities, he may actually be able to pull off this crazy goal of his.

“Status,” Alex said in an emotionless tone.

Ding!

[Name; Alex Briggs]

[Race: Human]

[Order: Lower tier]

[Realm: Angel]

.....

[God body: Damaged]

[Divinity]

[Black flame core; Infant stage]

[Gravity core: Infant stage]

[God’s hands core: cannot be upgraded]

[Xinxiu healing core]

[Blood core: Incomplete/unusable]

Ding!

[Divine tool acquired: Scarf of Takas]

[This can be considered one of the most useful divinity tools within the lower realm. It can be used for offensive purposes, has self-regenerative abilities, and even can be used to create attires with defensive qualities which could stand against any peak low-order level deity]

Alex frowned as he watched the pink scarf shoot out of the corpse of the dead god and wrap itself around his neck, turning black.

Xiu!

The scarf shone brightly as a black leather jacket, black jeans, and boots fazed into existence, covering Alex’s once-naked body. He was shocked by the details of the equipment and once again shot the corpse of the dead goddess of healing. How can someone who had such a useless battle ability stumble upon such nice divinity gear?

Alex felt like there was a lot he didn’t know about her.

Boom! ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴovelFɪre.net

Suddenly an explosion erupted as a powerful storm began to surge. Alex’s eyes dilated in shock as he saw Xinxiu’s body crack like glass before shattering and fading from existence. Meanwhile, Alex stood with a stern look on his face as the violent wind surged and he stood at the center of the chaos.

The death of a God is no small thing but Alex didn’t care. If we’re to react each time this happens, he shouldn’t even bother embarking on the journey in the first place.

“Tell me all I need to know about territories” Alex ignored the chaos around him and asked the question he needed the answer to.

[Territories are divided into realms. The realm of the territory determines the kind of danger you can find there but also means their fate power is of higher quality and their universe is more advanced and bigger. To acquire a territory one must reach it’s core and take control of it.]

[Capturing a territory core is dependent on so many factors not limited to one’s realm or order. Most time it is determined by one’s mental fortitude and will]

Seeing this Alex frowned. Even taking over a lowest-order core is out of reach for him because of his current strength level.

A territory is divided into three orders. Even the weakest territories had the strongest beings of the lowest orders. Right now Alex was only in the angel realm of the Lowest order. There was still the archangel and the principalities realms above him in the same order.

He wasn’t sure what the difference in strength between these realms so he couldn’t act rashly. By the way, to reach the level of principalities while relying solely on his matter absorption technique.

Alex stood with a stern look on his face as he pondered on what next to do. He didn’t know where he was going or where to go. He simply looked toward the direction of the city where the gods currently reside and without any hesitation, Alex began moving in the opposite direction.

... Meanwhile...…

While Alex wasn’t sure of how long he has been in this world, Silver could tell. It has been approximately a thousand years since Alex died and there has been no word of him since then.

At first, people believed that the dominating God who could never be defeated would stage a shocking return just like they did the first time but it never happened. Just an hour in the new plane of existence amounted to a thousand years.

Many generations have come and gone. The power of the blue comets had faded and right now only a handful of people still possessed their abilities.

Contrary to what Silver planned to do, the moment Alex died things turned sour. They were raided by all sides by all possible forces the universe could muster. To survive even those of the deity race had to join the Estos planet and that way they formed a stronghold and have defended ever since then.

In a well-lit room with various corpses placed on the field of flowers. Each bearing a name tag on their tombstone.

Damian Briggs

Wilder Briggs

Bruce Ainsworth

Tracy Ainsworth

Sharyn Briggs

“You guys always come here before every major operation. So it’s not hard to find you anymore” A youthful voice rang.

If Alex was present he would be shocked to see the young black-haired boy with pitch-black eyes. His hair was at his waist length, and his nails were painted black just like his lips.

He wore a black jacket with his chest left bare, black leather trousers, and black boots.

This youth didn’t look more than eighteen.

“‘Creed…” A cold detached voice belonging to a silver-haired youth dressed in a silver kimono rang.

His hair fluttered in the wind as he looked towards the name embedded in tombstones.

Silver Ainsworth!

He hasn’t aged a day and beside him was a slightly older-looking man with short silver hair, dressed in an expensive silver tuxedo. He wore a silver mask over his face but his eyes within the mask were filled with sorrow as he kept looking at one name.

Tracy Ainsworth!

“Danny… Let go of the past” Silver looked at his brother whose face was hidden within the mask. Even though he couldn’t see his face, he could sense his emotions.