CHAPTER 43: NETHER SPIRIT 4 — AURA OF A PROGENITOR

"Now you two should also join and become part of my majestic and proud undead army! And serve me eternally as my loyal slaves!!!." Echoed Ava’ross, his voice demanding.

"..." Black’s brows twitched upon hearing Ava’ross, he shifted his attention from the undead army and towards him again.

With a flicker of hands, Ava’ross commanded the more the 50 undead and zombies behind Black and Zephyr To Advance! To Move!.

Then as if responding to his command even the atmosphere itself rippled, sending a reverberating shock wave as the aforementioned undead and zombies stirred! Their ones Hollow Eyes flickered with an eerie violet glow like a demonic star coming to life as they all in a synchronized motion locked their gaze upon him and Zephyr.

He bairly had enough time to turn around when a 3 meter tall panther with a decayed! Rotting hide, appeared behind him in the blink of an eye, his speed so fast that it appeared like it had teleported covering that hundreds of meters of distance in an instant. His hollow eyes glimmered with a violet hue, though his form was grotesque! His flesh was Rotting! He still radiated with a dense nether aura.

It was Eerie! Palpable! Even Nightmarish! Causing a sense of unease! a sense of dread to will up within the souls of those unfortunate enough to experience it!

Except Black!.

In a swift motion his claws advanced towards Black, their aim — To severe him in half. To mutilate him! To dismember him!.

A palpable nether aura surrounded the incoming claws in a dark hue carrying a song of destruction and death! Nonetheless Black reacted, in the moment the undead panther appeared behind him, he moved, his movement swift and precise! No mistake! No error! Like he had done this a thousand times already!.

Before the undead panthers claws even covered half the distance! Black used his Resonance trait to resonate with the fire elemental present in the atmosphere! His right hand clad in a burning flame, advanced! Towards the undead panther! The fire elemental in the air stirred! Resonating with him! Moving as he willed, like a deity’s command!.

The air itself Bent and Burned! Heated! As though bowing before the burning fist clad in the eternal embers of flame.

*Booom.. *

And just in that split second his right fist clad in fire struck the undead panther’s head from the side with a loud crunching noise echoing as the undead magical beast head simply exploded with a resonating boom! His fragmented head flying in all direction, burning in the flames that struck him! His decayed flesh wafting a horrible oder while burning.

*Thud!*

The undead or now dead panther fell to the obsidian stoned ground. His withering soul being released from the chains of enslavement cast upon him by the Nether Spirit.

Black opened his mouth, "Just a level 63 undead minion!" Said Black as he observed the remaining undeads who still haven’t moved completely!.

Then with a disdainful smirk, he turned around and regarded the Nether Spirit — Ava’ross with a lazy smile, as he continued, "Besides, you have to do better then this if you want to even think about killing me! Worm!!" Suggested Black. His words mocking!.

His right hand pointed at the now dead undead panther, "Otherwise this will be your result too!!" Finished Black. A chuckle escaping his lips at the end! Unexpectedly he was very much enjoying playing with this dumb bit*h!.

Ahh — No! Nether Spirit.

Black mocked and taunted Ava’ross! Since he was presumptuous enough to think about killing him! Making Black his Slave! His Servant!.

Besides Ava’ross had the courage of challenging a progenitor’s dignity! How could Black accepte that, if he cowered just because Ava’ross was strong and let himself be trampled over by him like a fragile flower! No, death was better then that!.

He will Battle! He will fight! Fight to put the worm in his place!. Slowly his calm emotions were flaring up! He was loosing control over them easily because of his young age.

At the same time as anger started bubbling down within him like a boiling volcano as he regarded the Nether Spirit, his bright eyes reflecting his emotions!.

His body! His soul subconsciously released A Primel! A Mythical Aura, it undulated with an air of Dignity! It was Sacred! It radiated a Novelness that couldn’t be tarnished! That couldn’t be challenged!.

It was the aura of a Proginetor slowly being consumed by the demons of wrath when challenged by something it considered — A Worm!.

The space itself bent! rippled! reverberated! As though bowing in his presence! In reverence! Worshipful!.

Meanwhile, although he couldn’t see it, Ava’ross still felt it! A sudden chill ran down his spine when he looked at those bright golden eyes! He felt the shift in the air! Though he didn’t understand why he felt such — fear, dread, even trepidation upon looking at Black, why he felt the need to bow his head! Why he felt lesser! As though he was beneath him!.

’No!!!’ Ava’ross screamed in his mind, his eyes wide, "I will not accept it! It’s an illusion! Yes, its an illusion! How can I feel fear! I’m clearly stronger then them! I’m the strongest in this section of the caverns! I’m a level 73 Nether Spirit! I even had a slight brake through in my compherension of Nether Laws! How can I — Ava’ross be beneath them! They are nothing but two young boy and girl! Two young brats wet behind their ears! Why! Why! Why! I! Will! Not! Accept! This! ". Ava’ross spoke aloud word by word, in disbelief!.

His white pupils glowed with a faint reddish hue, threatening to burst at any moment with the surmounting anger bubbling inside him like a cauldron of molten metal.

"You—" He pointed his fingers at Black, "Whatever you did just now! You shouldn’t have done that! Now, I’m truly angered!" He stopped as his figure slowly started rising above the ground! Assending!.

He opened his mouth, "If previously I had thought of playing with you, toy with you! Then kill you! However Now! Now, I’m going to torture you, before killing you!." He finished, as looked down upon them from above.

"My Immortal slaves! Move! Advance and butcher them apart!." He Commended.

"Hahahahaha!!" He laughed in fury, looking at them, ’Just two level 61 insects, now watch as how my army butcher you two apart. Hahaha’ as he thaught, his lips stretched into a wide smile with an evil grin plastered across his face.

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Meanwhile, In the past few minute where all this happened, Zephyr hadn’t moved a single inch, net even when Black had exploded the undead panther’s head, her eyes were simply glued on Ava’ross figure.

She only had one thought in her mind and that was to kill him, meaning when she saw Ava’ross slowly assending figure, she was finally bought out of her reverie.

She turned towards Black, however before asking him anything, her attention was grabbed by the dead body of the undead panther sprawled on the ground without its head, even so she ignored it but before she could open her mouth she heard Ava’ross commanding his undead army to attack them, causing her to again shift her attention towards him just in time as she watched Black exploding another one of the undead magical beast that had launched at them.

"Ahh! You’re finally out of it. Why don’t you help me deal with this undead army!" Black suggested as he pointed his finger upward towards the nether spirit hovering above them, he continued, " — then we’ll deal with him and you’ll finally be able to take you revenge! Okay!." Black spoke with raised brows.

Zephyr nodded twice without saying anything, her expression cold.

*Umm!*

*Umm!*

As she finally for the first time...

Used her new poison ability she gained after devouring the soul ensnaring tree...

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