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My Word, Your Doom

🇳🇬Diwhura
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In a World were the strong make and break the rules, how are the weak and upcoming cultivators survive?. Are they to bow and summit to greater power? or fight for the own destiny? "These worlds and these people will burn, l will burn it all up" Raiel Said. Warning alert. It's a slow pace novel but l guarantee you won't regret reading it.. Secondly, English is not my first language, so if you notice any incorrect or misuse of words or sentences, please feel free to point it out, l promise l will better myself...
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Chapter 1 - The Beginning of an End

Far above the mortal realms and the immortal realms, in a realm only for the gods, a battle is about to commence at the far corner to the west side of this realm, only a god with deep knowledge of the star map of this realm can even fathom the angle of this realm.

A battle the likes, which have not been seen, since the time, when human wage war against the titans for their freedom. Well, that is was this battle will seems like to the gods of this higher world anyways, the battle with the titans entails multiple gods from all walks of life that are been oppress by the titans, coming together for one single purpose.

 This battle which will later be known as "The day of the red sky" by mortals and immortals alike.

In this battle which include a thousand True gods all in higher sub-stage of this cultivation stage, forty perfect gods all in various sub-stages, and four Supreme god in low to high sub-stage and a supreme god at the peak, can be seen ready to battle against a man, a situation like this will look unfair to anyone who knows nothing about this man, because his cultivation base shows, he is but a True god in the one with self stage, the lower sub stage of the stage.

Then how come such a line-up of enemies is after him? What can he possibly have done to warrant these gang up on? Is he an evil cultivator or a taboo inheritor or the enemy of the heaven? So many questions but it seems only the gathered gods knows the purpose of this confrontation.

In the normal sense of how cultivation works, absolute genius can all fight two stages above their own cultivation stage and monster level genius can even fight across three stage higher than theirs, but this notion only works for stages below the god stage, it common knowledge that absolute genius can only battle one sub-stage above their own, even monster level genius can only battle two sub-stage higher than their own once in god stage the quality and quantity of energy for example become enormous, and then they are other factors and facets that determines how strong or weak a god is or can be.

So what level of a genius is this man that a thousand god in his stage, forty gods a stage higher and five gods two stage higher than him all band together to battle it out with him?

But looking at the calm expression on this man face and how relax he is compare to his enemies, one can say that, he is not worried or concern in any way about his enemies or what their cultivation base may says or what they may have up their sleeves.

The look on his face is just too calm for someone who is about to face a thousand True-gods in one with world, who are two sub-stage higher, forty perfect-gods, who are a stage and five sub-stages higher and five Supreme-gods who are two stages and eight sub-stages higher than he was and this is beside the fact that he has a pregnant lady to his back, that he seems to be protecting.

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And judging by how hesitance these gods are at closing the distance of twenty-five kilometer and the fear in some of their faces and despite thousands and thousands of years of experiences and the higher cultivation base they have, they are cautious towards him.

One can say that this True-god is above the monster level genius and not to be underestimate in any form.

His short wavy black hair, that seem to draw in the light around it, a pair of eyes that gleam like a sapphire gem placed under the sunlight, a pair of eyes with an iris that are divided into seven section which show that he has unseal seven of the nine seals that comes with special eyes, and he owns the one at the number third spot on the five special eyes in existence.

The Eye of Energy

The eyes that sees energy in any and all it forms, eyes that help it owner to the best use of energy, minimum energy for maximum effect.

His eyes that seem to want to suck the soul of anyone that stare at them for too long, shone with absolute brilliance, complimenting his white robe, at a glance he look nothing more than a scholar on a journey to unravel the truth about the universe and anything beyond it but if you are opportune to ask some of the people who had cross blade with him [now demise], they surely won't say anything scholarly about him.

 

The pregnant lady to his back, also a beauty like none other, apart from the swell of her stomach, every curves were in the right angle and every line align proportionally to where they all need to be, her snow-white hair flow like water, her dreamy blue eye look more like a one sided way mirror, that reflect the image of who look into it back at them, a characteristic of the eyes that sit at the number two spot on the list.

The Eyes of Truth

And the iris in her eyes are with white color that turn gold at intervals with six section in them, which in turn means she has unseal six of the eyes nine seals.

Only few female goddesses can match up to this lady in beauty but that is understandable because they all have superior cultivation base then her at the moment, this lady is but a Perfect-god.

"Nana, do you feel like our daughter is ready to come out yet, because these ants are getting impatient?" The man whose name is Malachi asks the lady to his back in a carefree tone, with how and what his said, it clear that the lady is his wife.

Absolutely no sane human or beast, not even intelligent plants will dare call a god an ant to his face, not even at their back, no matter the stage that god is, only a more powerful god can call a lower god an ant and even those powerful are careful whenever they make statement such as that, but for this man to call these many god ant and still stand where he is without his soul been reprimand by heaven or the godhood of these many gods, speaks volume of how powerful his soul is.

"They can go die and fuck themselves for all l care, they just need to wait a bit longer so l can send their heads back to their various sect and factions, and as for you how many time do l have to tell you, it a boy, you idiot, l find it hard that a god in one with self stage, who ascend with his soul and four major laws, with the most brilliant of mind can't even understand a simple fact?" Naomi, the pregnant lady who look like she is in her early twenties said in a beautiful soprano voice as the take a look at their enemies before looking back at Malachi.

Beauty and melodic voice are one thing, the gods can all feel just how savage she truly is, lacing her voice with killing intent so deep that the godhood of over three hundred of the so call true gods break apart instantly, while the rest quickly try mending their breaking godhood as they fall out of the sky, only the hundred and fifty-three peak true god among them manage to survive by only have a bit of their soul damage and even one of the Perfect goddess could feel her godhood shake from Naomi killing intent wave.

"Dammit, weak pigs" a slow voice rings out among the Supreme gods as they watch the true gods they brought with them fall from the sky like dominoes and probably never to stand again.

Just with a wave of killing intent, they end up losing over eight hundred of the true gods, maybe they may have lose them all and end up with cripple perfect gods too if Naomi had focus her killing intent towards them but thankfully, Malachi bare the full brunt of it, and their only comfort right now is the fact that this beautiful demon is currently in labor, if not, these True-gods and perfect god won't dare to stand in her presence at all.

Naomi, currently sitting in a lotus position at the middle of a runic formation that span up to a twenty kilometer in a circle radius around both of them, a steady flow of soul essence from Malachi is been fed into the formation in an unhurried pace, converting it to life energy, and feeding it to her.

One can clearly see the rage Naomi is feeling, which is clearly making almost five meter space around her crack with fire that seems to want to burn the space around her down to rubble and burn that rubble to dust.

What she has always hate in her life is people who claim to be strong going to kick their enemies while that enemy is down or weak, if they are truly strong as they claim, they should wait still you are both on equal ground to fight it out than it fair and square, and for those who overestimate themselves and want to fight above they power, then they should bear their consequence themselves.

Bullying or ganging up against someone who is weaker then you, is not a definition of strength, yes she know they are strength in number but make sure who you want to use number against is not a single person who is two stage lower than you, to her it gutter behavior and despicable and low of anyone who does that but she also know that that is just the way the cultivation world works, the strong prey on the weak.

It's a dog eat dog world.

 And she hates it.

And if your dare call her naive to her face about her believe and they order of how things to work in the world, She do not care, she will going strong and destroy everything that that unfortunate soul just to prove her point.

And now she been stared at by these bunches of monkeys and jumping clowns that wouldn't even dare breathe in her present or even dare to ogle at her, but now they all dare to because of greed and short term benefits that will get them all kill with one hundred percent certainty.