"That guy didn't even know what he was getting himself into, isn't that right Beast God."
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Name: Beast God
Species: Nether Dragon
Source: Dark Time
Threat Level: Primordial
Summary:
The Ex-ruler of the Nether Zone an extremely ancient universe. So old in fact, it started to show signs of the big crunch. No one knew when he became the ruler of this universe, they only knew his power was absolute. By the fact that all those who tried to usurp the throne, all ended up the same way. All tortured in the most brutalist of ways for all to see, entire species brought to extinction for just being doubted, plane worlds completely annihilated.... But everyone guessed one thing from these outbursts, the more time that passed the stronger he got. Everyone already lost hope, knowing they will never escape from his rule. Until another resistance arose against him.
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"Baha, Indeed he didn't, he acted the same way as the humans I once ruled over. As expected of humans, I guess your case is just too rare."
"Speaking of humans, the Humans, Dragons, Tyannons, Balearics, Arthosoids, and the several other species you ruled over. Requested, to watch you die. My undead Legion was the one that defeated you, so I can understand why they were suspicious of me. So let me set up something real quick."
With a single thought, a mechanical sphere with a lens appeared in the void as it zoomed in on Beast God.
"Ok ready, do you have anything to say for all the atrocities you have committed."
"All of these so-called atrocities were all in the pursuit of power, I regret nothing."
"Very well. Styxa, you may commence."
"Yes, My Sovereign."
"BAHAHA… the strong are made to rule, the weak are destined to kneel. You were stronger this time Asier, but how much longer will this be the case. May all the things you build, those you wish to protect. Be turned into despair when that someone comes to take it. BAHAHAH… ha… ha…!!!!"
Even while he was talking his life energy was slowly fading, so the people watching can actually have something to watch. As his already damaged body started to lose even more flesh.
Truly when death approaches, his final unbending laughter would bring a deep bone-chilling feeling to all those who hear it. Ava even had to filter the laughter so the people who were watching wouldn't die from hearing it. Even during the process of turning into an undead, he didn't stop laughing.
Sadly, Asier who has heard these types of last words, to the point he can't even be bothered to pay attention anymore. Only had an expression of 'with this, the people watching will no longer be suspicious'. While thinking 'it appears Styxa got quite the harvest this time'.
When someone powerful is about to die, but never gives in in his final moments. They will produce a tremendous amount of energy. Even now different colored crystals are forming behind Beast God without his notice. Some of the others also produced them but not as many. It appears no one bothered to explain this to them.
How would Beast God feel if he knew that no one was paying attention to him (except the people watching, that he doesn't even care about) and his final unbending moment, was actually being exploited to collect even more from him?
He would probably just stare in emptiness, as he literally explodes in anger.
The entire process was less than a minute. All the excess was turned into a ball, as the skeletal remains stayed floating for a while before it all vanished.
Then as if released from a trance, a myriad of voices sounded off at the places the viewers were watching.
"Finally this monster is dead."
"Now we can finally live in peace."
"The all-mighty one didn't lie. He didn't lie. He really did kill him."
"So he really did use those undead on a whim."
"When I heard he let him escape, I thought he had an evil scheme, all this peace we fought so hard for would be nothing but a lie. I'm so glad I was wrong sniffle sniffle…"
"I had the same thoughts, why would any higher being even care for us. We have always been their playthings but, I'm, so glad…"
"Finally for all these years… wawaaa!!"
"So him repairing our universe was not some sadistic way of giving us false hope."
"I thought he was waiting to turn us into undead, after believing in him."
The voices just kept increasing. Shouts of joy with endless happiness in the air, as it spread throughout their Universe. For a better future, they never knew they could have. With the occasional paranoid guesses.
Then the mechanical sphere disappeared, its task done.
"With that, their suspicions of me will be gone and they can work with peace of mind. Now, with that out of the way."
Asier's gaze landed on the final one still floating.
"Mister Monarch of the Heavens we meet again, so how has your revenge been coming along."
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Name: Lian Zhong
Species: Human (prefers to be called a god)
Threat Level: Primordial -
Source: Heaven and Earth
Summary:
From a cultivation world where cultivators rule, and those who aren't are mere ants or less. Needless to say, everyone here is arrogant to the bone. Especially the strongest in the god plane. He committed an untold number of atrocities, believing himself to be the most powerful thing in existence—a foolish belief. Told there was a new way for him to become even stronger, he jumped at the opportunity. The strong eat the weak, the rule all cultivators know, was the thing that brought their massacre.
Side Note: Ever since he was defeated by Asier, he vowed he would get his revenge, to the point of insanity.
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"ASIERRR I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL RIP OUT YOUR SOUL AND TORTURE IT FOR ALL OF ETERNITY…"
"So I'm guessing not that great."
Even when Asier said that Lian Zhong was still insulting him and sending out curses like a machine gun. Surprisingly even with his body completely ruined, he still had the energy to speak like it was nothing. He was like a mad chihuahua, completely unaware of his situation.
"…YOU… blaa…"
Ryker could not stand it anymore and sent a force slap directly to his mouth that blasted his lower jaw into pieces.
"I'm sorry Sovereign for acting on my own, but we believe he was going too far."
The other Obsidian Knights were all nodding in agreement. Obviously, they all wanted to do the same thing.
"No, It's ok. If you didn't do that, I would have straight out killed him for being annoying. Now back to business."
Lian Zhong, was still reeling back from the pain. With his powers sealed, he felt pain just like any human would. The only thing keeping him alive was the intangible arm holding him by the back of his neck, and the force holding his existence in place.
"You know Lian Zhong, you were never meant to survive after that so-called war. But I thought it would be more interesting to let you live. And in a way I was right. You came back even stronger filled with more energy, I can give to my subordinates. So as thanks for your contribution. I'll tell you of the events of what happened after you were thrown into the Mortal plane. Way too much mercy in my opinion for someone like you."
Although he was boiling in anger, he could only glare now. Even if his body felt the pain, with his hundreds of years of cultivation. He could still focus past it and listen. He already knew what happened to his sect, but what happened after, not even Elishem knew. When he was turned into a eunuch with his cultivation irreversibly destroyed, to live as a mortal to the end of his days. He lived every day in humiliation, suicide never crossed his mind. He would not die, not until he gets his revenge.
"Ryker, fix his jaw so he can speak again. But if he talks out of line again, your free to do as you like."
"Yes, Sovereign."
Zong's jaw was fixed in a flash.
Ryker's red eyes gave off an even more sinister look. If Zong even dares to make a single mistake, a single more insult, it will be his last.
Asier waved his hand and a glowing cube with magic ruins engraved on it appeared before Zong. Zong felt his father's aura coming from the cube. But those machines could replicate almost anything, so he didn't feel much about this cube. Like the battle before, the machine called Ryker used his father's cultivation techniques to defeat him.
"Let me ask you a question Zong, did you feel anything when you fought Ryker?"
"What, he copied the moves of my father so what!?"
"Copied, no, no, Zong. You still don't understand. Do you know what I came here to test? Although I could only test its most basic functions. It's called the 'Combat Source Cube', C.S.C for short. It's a cool little item I created. This device can instantly reforge your body to the same power level as the 'material' it was made of. All of its attacks, techniques, and combat experience, even its soul force will become yours. Or for the more powerful, it can transform the energy to fit your own path, increasing your power dramatically. As for its final usage. At will, you can completely replace the 'material' in question. Everyone who knew that 'material' will think it's the real him. Even if you look completely different, they will fully believe you're that 'material'. Basically, you replace its everything. I'm going to put a level clearance on that last one though. The Obsidian Knights use the digital versions of them since the 'original ones' would just be wasted on them. So Zong, do you want to try again on what this is?"
"N-Noo, It-it can't be…"
"There you go, keep on thinking. I know it takes a while for your tiny mind to process things."
Zong's voice was already trembling in fear.
"Fa-fa-father…."
His face had already turned blue from his own conjecture. The last memory he had of his father was when he led the assault with their greatest force, the '12 Thrones' against Asier. The battle was too intense, eventually it went out of his perception. That was the last time he saw him.
"Bingo, this cube was created with your father as the material. Of course, I have many different types of C.S.Cs. So how did it feel to lose to your own father after all this time? I heard he could never defeat you ever since you surpassed him. That he was always proud of you, that no matter what you did. He would always cover for you against the 12 Thrones from all the evil shet you did. Although after my machines stripped him of everything he was worth. He was thrown into the 'Black Capsule' where he sang a different tune. He didn't even last one normal hour until he started to curse your very existence."
Zong had already lost his voice, he knew from the information he saw. After Asier left his universe his machines started to make big movements. His machines were hunting down evil gods from different universes. Gods were gods, evil or not, that's why so many forces were against him. No one knew why he was doing it, everyone just believed he was making god batteries for his machines. But now he knew it wasn't the case. They were simply killed just to create these things.
"Everyone who participated in the war ended up as cubes, batteries, and other materials. Most people don't know but the energy of cultivators is extremely pure, they make great energy sources."
When he finished speaking, multiple cubes appeared next to the one in front of him.
"Your brothers, sisters, mother, grandpa, your great grandpa, your great great grandma, your twice removed uncle, and your whole fucking family tree. Holy shet, no wonder normal MCs have such a hard time in their stories. The only missing piece of this collection Is you."
"You, you…"
His mind froze, as he stuttered his words at what he was seeing. He could tell, all of these auras did belong to his family. For the great Dao, he could even feel his followers, his mounts, and his sect members..
"Why do you keep saying you, has your tiny mind finally overloaded itself? Oh, I see, you don't have to worry… no one wants to turn into you."
"You.."
Just by sensing the mood of his Sovereign he understood. Without a second thought, Ryker decapitated Lian Zhong. His head floated a few centimeters away from his body. With an expression that was still saying you. Just like that, another arrogant young master bit the dust, and like the power ups before him, everything vanished like this entire event never happened.
And with that, all of the trash was taken out.