Versatile System Online



"Okay stop, I will speak," The elven woman finally gave in as she shrieked in fear. She had seen enough of Ray's tricks to know that he wasn't someone to be messed with and that his strength was unparalleled. She understood that if she retained her rigid stance, it would only bring her harm. Therefore, she yielded to him.

Ray's hand paused as he sighed, "Good, or else it would have turned out to be pretty nasty," As he said those words, the fire that blazed on his hand slowly sniffed out as he returned to normal.

He looked back at everyone who stared at him with curious expressions, they all had a single thought in their mind, 'Isn't Ray acting a bit crazy?'

However, they kept it to themselves. Whatever Ray did, they followed. He was their leader and they didn't doubt him one bit.

"Okay then guys, get some chairs and a table here. Also, some food and refreshments would be wonderful. It's time I had a civilized chat with this lady here," He spoke, his contour completely changed. He seemed to have turned all sunny and happy. A contrast from how he was a few seconds ago.

"Yes," Someone from the group nodded as they ran along the corridors to procure the required things.

In the meanwhile, Ray's mother looked at everything with an intriguing expression. Her eyes glinted with a light of understanding as she walked to Ray and asked,

"What is the thing with her?"

She did so telepathically as she understood that the situation was quite different from what it seemed and that Ray stayed silent for most part because the didn't want everyone to know of the real situation.

"Well, she isn't a small fry and has got some sweet tricks up her sleeve. Though, none would work in my presence but if left alone; she is more harmful than she seems. Also, her reason for coming here is still unknown," Ray replied telepathically.

"So we need to keep the situation under control," Ray's mother nodded as she walked back to her position.

To others it seemed as if the mother-son duo were having a normal moment between them but in reality, they were discussing some pretty crucial information.

Ray's mother walked to them as she pacified everyone present, "The situation is good. Ray will handle her and the best we can do is trust in him,"

"Yes, you are right," Others nodded as they all agreed to her proposition and slowly emptied the room.

A couple minutes later, only Ray and a few others of his team were left along with the elven woman. Now that he was alone, he picked up a sandwich from the table in front of him and dug in as he motioned the elven woman to have her fill as well.

He wasn't going to have talks on the empty stomach.

While Ray discussed for the talks, several miles away; a haunting event took place.

Amidst hundreds of thousands of corpses, a single man stood alone. A dark cloak draped over his back as the hood hid his face. His body was riddled with various injuries as blood flowed down constantly.

In his hand was a scythe that seemed to gleam into the distant darkness, a thick layer of blood covered its dark blade as the scythe seemed to feed off the blood of it's foes.

"You seem to be enjoying well my good friend," The man spoke in a hoarse voice. As for whom he was referring to. He seemed to be speaking to his weapon and while the onlookers may find him delusional, the scythe buzzed as it accepted the man's words.

After all, the scythe wasn't a normal weapon and had a consciousness of it's own.

"So you finished them all?" a female voice sounded from the above. The looked up and saw a woman float down. Her body emanated a resplendent glow that seemed to drive away the darkness around the man. She wore a pearl white armor while two short swords rested at her waist.

"Yeah, and you took care of the skies," The man replied with a smile. Happy that his partner had managed to get out unscathed. As for him, his injuries had healed by now and the wounds were closed.

"let's move forward then," The woman said as the duo walked forward into the hellish place.

The duo was none other than the dean and Amanda. His dear girlfriend turned wife from a hasty marriage right before they departed off.I think you should take a look at

Because Ray and the others were cut off from the real world due to a lot of reasons, they didn't know the situation in the city. If Ray had known, he would be thankful because he was in the best situation one could dream of. Some might even say that Ray was in paradise.

Right now, The dean and Amanda had ventured deep into an unknown land and had fought of so many monsters that if their bodies were piled up, they could cover a building or two. Not to mention the huge ones they killed. Those things were the size of buildings themselves.

The dean had suffered more throughout the journey due to various reasons. He didn't have blessings like Amanda that increased her healing rate and nor did he have any other artifacts oriented to defense.

In short, the dean used his abilities as the guardian of death to fight. He could turn his body incorporeal at any moment to evade attacks but even that came with it's caveats and when fighting hundreds of thousands of monsters at once, it turned pretty deadly.

Though, the dean didn't mind. He could endure the pain while his physique as a celestial could heal him pretty fast.

Also, the losses were almost nothing to gains he had. Not only had he unlocked the finals real over his soul weapon, he had also saturated his mana core to the limits and had touched upon the threshold to break through the next realm.

Though he still felt that he had a lot to do but at least he was half way through. Even that was a huge boost to his power. The dean looked ahead as he saw another armada standing in his way.

"This one is going to be no different," He said with a smirk as he brandished his scythe and stepped forward. Only for him to halt in hi steps.

A strange fog emanated from the ground as a hand came out of it. The hand was charred black as reddish veins followed up the arm. The dean looked as a whole person stepped out. Calling it a person would be wholly wrong as the dean was sure that it was nothing more than a wretched demon.

A Celestial at that, "Well, that made it even more interesting," the dean wallowed as he stepped forward and moved with caution. He couldn't let his guard down against a Celestial. Also, the demon was knew to him but he held confidence in himself.

Glancing sideways, he looked at Amanda and smiled, "Dear, a buff or two would work pretty well,"

"Sure dear. Though, you only have five minutes at max. I gotta deal with side chicks too," Amanda winked as she disappeared amidst the armada.

 The dean already sensed a slaughter ensue but that was not his to deal with. He had to deal with the demon before doing anything else.

"Hey you there," He shouted as he pointed the blade of his scythe at the demon. As he grew older, the dean knew a thing or two about demons and how they acted.

He knew that demon were creatures of blood and war and that for them, war was everything. They respected the strong and had some war rituals of their own.

That's what the dean did, he pointed his weapon at the demon and gave it an open challenge,

"Let's have a fight," The dean grinned as he took a step forward and disappeared. He appeared above the demon, his scythe glinting across with a reddish hue as it's blade flashed past the demon's neck.

A thin stream of blood flowed down the demon's neck as it's head plopped to the ground.

"Well, that was a bit too easy to be true," The muttered and kept his guard. Every Celestial had their own cards and no Celestial would die so easy.

And sure enough, the head shook a little before it moved in the direction of the main body. Small spurts grew out of the head as it rolled down to the main body. The main body picked up the head and put it back.

"That's gonna be a bit troublesome," the dean muttered and shook his head. Since when did fighting a Celestial become easy? The dean was going to have a fun time.

The demon oriented itself and looked at the dean, it's eyes turned crimson as the demon lifted its hand. Claws grew out of its hand as the demon slashed its own body.

Blood gushed out as soon, the blood floated in the air. The demon had a very useful ability, it could use it's blood to form weapons and anything it wished to.

The demon was a blood manipulator.