Paragon of Death

130 Chapter 129: A debt that must be repaid

Snap!

With a snap of his fingers, a bone throne formed out of a darkish purple smoke and these people watched as Damon slowly sat with an indifferent look on his face. In his hand was the beating heart of the man he had just killed and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

His eyes revealed a bright red light while black cracks slowly spread across his face and a dreadful aura began to diffuse from his body.

The people here were terrified and some even tried to flee but all the exits were blocked by the undead soldiers. With an amused look on his face, Damon slowly crushed the heart, ignoring these people as they watched the blood sip out of it and pour to the ground.

The man’s daughter watched until she couldn’t anymore and collapsed fainting but even then Damon showed no reaction. His eyes were as cold as a frozen lake while he gazed at the unconscious girl and snorted disdainfully.

“You all must have heard stories of the bringer of darkness, the one who is created to destroy and kill... the death mage who created the blood clan” Damon said calmly.

As he spoke their eyes widened and their body trembled. Judging based on their reaction, Damon was sure these people were well aware of the stories of the death mage. In fact, he even felt stupid for saying this since everyone should know.

“I am that death mage... a reincarnation of the one you all killed over and over and over again. This time I will not tolerate rebellion... You will not harm those important to me anymore... My first thought was to kill you all in the most gruesome way possible. Unfortunately for me, I have become attached to a few human friends. I was once human before I became this and for that reason, I will give all humans one last chance.... I will create a world where humans, vampires, werewolves, orcs, elves, and everyone can live as one in peace! A perfect world which I will rule for eternity... if you or anyone stands in my way, I will kill them all without hesitation... do not say I did not give you a chance to live in peace!” Damon said coldly.

He stood up and the throne vanished. These people watched him walk forwards and when he was at the edge of the staircase he stopped.

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“In return for your loyalty... I will protect you all... anyone who Damon chooses to protect, not even god can harm them... I will not ask you for anything... I will not ask you to partake in anything cruel. All I ask is that you live in peace and harmony with everyone who becomes a part of my empire. If you cannot do that much, then you do not deserve to keep your life!” Damon sneered disdainfully before walking away.

While he left, Cassius stepped forward without looking at Damon. His eyes were on the thousands of humans here and a strange feeling crept through him but he had to endure it for the person he serves.

“With all the members of the blood clan wiped out, the homes here have been empty... According to the wish of my new master, it will be yours! All the food stored and hoarded by the blood clan will be released and distributed in rations, enough for each family... from tomorrow I will have everyone help work to grow crops. We are an empire isolated from the rest of the world. We cannot trade, so we must grow our own food!” Cassius said coldly and the people nodded.

They all wore strange looks on their faces as they didn’t know whether to believe Damon’s words or not. Either way, none of that mattered since it involved Cassius and the death mage. They can only obey and trust their words since they could not fight back.

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Flap!

Damon’s robes flapped fiercely as he shot towards the direction of the kingdom he once left as a brigadier general yet was killed by the people he chose to protect. With a face covered in black cracks and fierce red eyes, Damon moved while carrying a storm of black clouds with h.

The killing intent surging from him filled the skies while countless voices rang in his head, screaming out and begging for death but they were already dead!

[Give into the power of death... give into the anger, the hatred, the madness and you will be unstoppable!]

Demos’ final words before he left the Underworld kept ringing in his head as he gathered his strength for what would be considered a life changing battle.

Today, Damon had sworn that even if he couldn’t win this fight, he would give them a reason to fear him!

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I HAVE RETURNED! SON OF HEAVEN AND THE LEADERS OF THE GYRO KINGDOM! I HAVE COME TO COLLECT THE DEBT YOU OWE! YOUR LIVES WILL BE USED TO ATONE FOR YOUR SINS!” Damon bellowed with all his might, causing his throat to burst and blood to spill.

But like a plague, his voice spread as the clouds turned dark and the moon hid itself. His voice spread across the continent sending chills down the spine of everyone who heard him.

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In the gyro Kingdom, in a newly built palace just beside the royal palace a figure remained seated in a cross-legged position with his eyes shut tight.

The entire room was steaming hot while his golden hair was drenched in sweat, falling loosely. On his lap was a golden greatsword and hung on one corner of the room was a golden battle armor.

As Damon’s voice boomed across the skies, the youth opened his eyes slowly revealing a golden flash. Immense confidence diffused from his body as he quickly guessed the direction the voice was coming from.

“I was planning to pay him a visit yet he came to me... I will give him a quick death as a reward!” The man said coldly.

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