"I've detected unusual readings on the Planet- it seems to be coming from the Underground, you should connect with the Planet's spirit now, that you have access to Origin Manipulation now, the Warp Missiles are armed", Coral informed him as she passed a lot information to his Omni Connector.
Aavesh's expression hardened and he took his Black Sword out from his Space Ring.
He infused it with Origin Essence Qi and the Heavy Black Sword melted into Sleek Plate Gauntlets covering his hands.
He gazed at the Planet's sky and felt a faint yet familiar consciousness descending upon him, the Spirit of the Planet Sarkon, Now Sarkoris Majoris.
Images flooded his mind as his turned cold.
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*Snap
The lash of a whip woke up a ragged and deformed Pravum, he had Demonic tumors across his body, his right eye was completely Monstrous Now, no longer under his control, chunks of mutated flesh grew on him.
He crawled along with a hundred others towards a massive Altar made of Flesh and Bones, that radiated concentrated Demonic corruption upon them.
All of the crawlers had lifeless eyes, they had long been beaten into submission and obedience by the Gahadrian Cult under the threat of their families demise-
They were to be the first Carrion Walkers for the Cult's Invading Forces.
Pravum had prayed constantly to several gods but nothing happened, no one saved him ,no one could see him...
Or so he thought.
His Brother in law was a lab rat beneath the Altar, within the Blood Cage with so many horrific worms being tested upon his body.
His Mother lay crucified alive in the Queenling's quarters while his Pregnant Sister was bound in shackles, she had lost all sense of herself after the Toad Demon Fed her some kind of Thing, her eyes had become completely soulless and she became a feral beast that would rip people apart to feed upon their meat.
'Hope, Hope is dead'
All he wanted now was... Revenge on Danis and this Vile Cult, he wanted them to suffer for Eternity in hellfire!
'Pravum', A dark corruptive voice haunted him in his mind.
Pravum thought it was just the side effects of his current situation and ignored it, at first.
But over the Year this voice got stronger and stronger slowly.
'Dont you want to kill them? Don't you want your family?'
He hesitated briefly but focused on his chores lest the Enforcer whip him again.
'hhhhhhahhhhhh',the voice wailed in his mind with a long groan.
' Whyyyy won'tttt youuu leeet meee helllllpp youuu?', the voice asked again in a slurry tone.
Pravum's mind hurt as the voice disappeared...
'Help? Where were you when Danis caught me? You told me the price for this help would be the soul of Sister's unborn child! Like Hell I'd do that! Piss off!', Pravum fought back against the dark voice in his mind.
'That child isn't human Pravum- not anymore anyway ', Pravum felt a chill in his spine as he recognised the voice, it was his own voice! But it sounded so emotionless and detached, yet it oozed with pure hatred...
"Oi!"
Pravum suddenly heard a voice behind him and he turned around to see Danis, staring at him with a cruel and irritated expression.
"Dreaming on work are we?", He grabbed Pravum's throat and began to choke him with his Demonized Arms.
Blood trickled down his throat as Pravum felt rage and despair - He was truly tired at being unable to do anything!
He couldn't escape, his conscience wouldn't allow himself to do so, but he didn't like being trampled down and working for demonic Cults either...
He was truly stuck and his traumatized mind began to slowly lose whatever hope he had left- 'maybe madness and malice was the only way to survive...'
*KAABOOOOOOM
The Literal Roof of the Underground Temple was blasted apart , massive chunks of Building sized Rocks fell upon a Crimson Energy Shield, which protected the temple.
Everyone gazed up in stupefaction and a massive commotion broke out.
Some of the slaves fell on their knees and began to cry in thanks to their Deities, Some of the Lower Ranking Cultists began to pee in fear as the Blinding Sunlight Illuminated the Profane Temple in all it's Gory Glory.
Just then Space warped next to Danis and Pravum, as a Black Gauntlets crushed his arm.
A New figure with an overwhelming aura had suddenly teleported in out of nowhere.
The Demonic Cultists began to collapse and flee towards the Portal, fearing an entire Army had come out to cut them down.
In reality it was just Aavesh, who asked Coral to send a Fusion Missile right above the Cult's Temple Base.
As the Under Roof Broke, he saw an old friend and an Enemy, he saw Pravum of the current Timeline.
The Pravum of the old Timeline was the Arsehole Crooked Clocksmith thing or whatever passes for an Eldritch Slave.
But this Pravum had not yet fallen to that path, he could sense the Eldritch Presence attempting to tempt him but this Pravum was resistant.
Should he take revenge on this version?
Actually, No.
He didn't particularly feel any kind of Malice, but then again Pravum was not far off from going completely insane.
He could percieve the immense mental duress the Kid was going through within micro seconds.
*Sigh
He didn't want another headache in this New Timeline, One Crooked Clocksmith was enough as it was.
He then use one Bead of Blood Essence to use his Warp Ability and teleported through the crimson shield and then broke the Demonized Cultist's hand choking Pravum.
Free of the grip, a dumbfounded Pravum gazed at Aavesh, he saw the Swirling Flame Tattoo and burst into tears.
His Prayers - his hard unrelenting prayers!
They had finally been answered! The Ashen Liberator had come in person!
He had no doubt after seeing the Ashen hair, those dark Blue Cosmos like Eyes, the Living Black Metal and the Most Important Swirling Flame Mark on the Forehead with a Closed Third Eye!
"What the fuck are you?", Danis growled and punched at Aavesh with his other hand, pulsing with destructive Boiling Blood.
*Pow
But Aavesh dodged the horrendouy slow Danis and sent a Punch filled with rudimentary momentum into the his Chest- sending Danis flying and smashing into a pillar of the Demonic Altar.
"Shit, it was a failure, the Origin and Intent combination was inefficient - Practice- Practice More! I should be able to get a hang off it", Aavesh muttered with disappointment at his Black Gauntlet covered fists.
Learning Titanic Momentum was clearly difficult, he had to practice like a madman to achieve proficiency in the future.
"Fucking Bitch!", Danis cussed angrily as he lunged back at Aavesh , his wounds regenerating at a Terrifying speed.
Aavesh squinted his eyes for a second and simply muttered," Oh- A New Demon Lord of Blood chose you as his Blood Vessel... Tch this is going to be annoying"
His eyes glowed and he moved in a speed far surpassing Danis and grabbed Danis by his neck, and slammed him to the floor!
*BANG
Acidic Blood splattered out from the Demonized human's body but Aavesh ignored it and spoke to the squirming Danis as his own wounds regenerated faster," I can sense the Taint of several demon lords here, there should be a 100 Demonized like you, and atleast 20 Demon Votarys to keep the rituals going-"
" I don't think the Demonic Cults understood what happened a decade ago, I think they need a Refresher- I know your filthy little sect master is viewing all of this in another Sector - Heh WATCH ", Aavesh spoke with erupting killing intent that filled the whole Temple.
"All of you fucks are below Stage 6.0 - how fun! I am going to show what Sec Kill looks like you filthy Little Turd Paste licking scrottum sucking bags of shit sticks!", He roared out as Pravum watched the cursed in awe- totally Shattering the heroic image he had in mind.
"I Learnt a new trick with Black Volt", He raised his free right hand and a Black Projectile Launcher emerged from his forearm.
'Use 20 True Primal Blood Essence Beads',Aavesh sent the signal and a Black vortex formed on the Launcher for a Split Second before Erupting in countless black thread like lines of the Oblivion Element,
"Volt Mode- Oblivion Soul Hunt"
The lines ripped into a Demonic Disciple who was attempting to escape, piercing into his head- the disciple's eyes turned white and he fell down, his breathing stopped.
Danis watched on with horror as the Black Lines kept reaping the lives of the Demonized disciples and even the Votarys!
The Toad Demom Votary was no exception - all of them died like flies within a few seconds, as Aavesh grinned at him grimly.
A moment later, Danis realised he was the last Demonic Cultist in the Temple and looked at Aavesh with pure fear...
It was a True Sec Kill- watching the Cultists die in seconds- it felt fucking great!
All of the other Labouring Captives watched on in daze- unable to believe a Year of their tormentors- gone, in just a few seconds.
Aavesh's face had turned a bit pale from the consumption but his grip on Danis's body didn't falter even a single bit.
He had expended a lot of blood essence beads this time, now he had to help the survivors and locate the Spatial Coordinates where they were building the Bridge device.
But first,
He had to deal with the insect of a man before him.
"I can see the dark Karmic threads coiling around you- Tch Tch Tch"
"How do you want to kill him kid?", Aavesh turned to the stupefied Pravum beside him.
"Huh?", Pravum tilted his head in confusion and blinked.
"Kill him- there's a massive Dark Karmic Thread that's binding you and him- I know I killed the others but I suppose you and your buddies here can have some revenge at least", Aavesh spoke causally as Danis who overhead that and squirmed even more fiercely.
"Um sir, I and the others can't kill him? He keeps regenerating - endlessly ", Pravum quickly snapped out of his stupor and quickly replied.
But he was still processing the situation.
The whole Cult here was dead?
He couldn't immediately believe it but upon seeing Aavesh hold down Danis like a holding a Rabid dog quickly made him realise his new situation.
"Regeneration? Ah this insect worships a New Demon Lord of Blood- or a Fragmented Deity I suppose ", Aavesh muttered as his black Gauntlet tore into Danis's chest and dug out a Spongy Blood Core from the Heart.
*Pop
Danis stopped struggling and became extremely weak after the Blood Core was removed from his Heart...
He gazed at Aavesh with pure hatred and despair- unwilling to submit yet unable to do anything.
Pravum trembled a bit as he saw Aavesh store the Blood Core in his Space Ring and let go of Danis , he then took a step back and turned to him.
"Well,he won't regenerate now, maybe kill him before he bleeds to death?", Aavesh spoke to Pravum who gazed at Danis with a fixed stare for a few moments.
"Cough you- you wimpy shit fuck! You can't kill anything Blergh ", Danis who gazed back at Pravum, began to rant with a crazed expression- he had turned mad when he heard Pravum of all people - was going to finish him.
Pravum then silently dragged his own weak body to the side and returned with a heavy Watermelon sized rock clutched to his chest.
"Huh?! Wait - You Bastard!", Danis Roared out in fear and anger as he watched the rock coming closer and closer.