1509 Fight Of Fated Foes

"You…"

Varian stood between the young man and Isadora with a contemplative look on his face.

Immortal raised an eyebrow. This guy was the one who saved Isadora. Since he found him here, this ant would pay for his sin.

"Your parents abandoned you, right?" Varian said with a confident expression.

"Huh?" Immortal, who was preparing to attack Isadora paused and narrowed his eyes.

"Oops, you don't even know who your parents are? Err, I'm sorry for bringing it up. You might be a bastard in the literal sense, but you're a good bastard." Varian continued with a nonchalant tone.

Immortal exhaled lightly.

He was created by the Genesis and Mors Empires. Technically speaking, he had not one but multiple parents who poured their powers to shape him.

These were the strongest divine rankers of the Alliance, people that any child would want as their parent.

But since his birth, not a single one of them bothered to talk to him. With the 'Perfect Hybrid' missing, they deemed him as a failure and forgot about him.

For all the potential he had, he couldn't even show his face in the upper circles of the celestials, much less the gathering of divine rankers.

"You shouldn't be such an evil bastard, you bastard and prove your parents right for making you a bastard." Varian kept going, stressing the word.

Immortal's fist which was clenched at some point loosened and he raised his hand with palm pointing toward the sky.

A bloodied female head materialized.

"9th Princess…" Isadora's gasp sounded from behind.

She regained her original memories but retained some memories from the 'princess'.

Along with princess Isadora, the 9th princess and 4th prince of the other two kingdoms entered the forbidden grounds.

"She thought I needed her help in sealing the devil." Immortal shook his head with a nonchalant gaze and stepped forward.

While he looked handsome, there was a rotting smell coming from him, one that's too similar to corpses.

"Isadora, you are mine. But before I take you, I'll have to gift this man what he deserves." Immortal raised his hand and a glittering red light poured out of his hand.

The red beam shot toward him like water coming from a firefighter.

Varian kicked the ground and shot forward. The space-time powers formed an axe and cleaved the red beam, splitting it away from him.

But even though these powers worked well, the death power still converged toward Varian, albeit in a quantity significantly lower than before.

The power of order and chaos formed a spinning sphere enveloping him. Like ocean waves bouncing off high rocks, the power of death bounced against the carefully constructed order-chaos power.

And this defensive too wasn't enough.

The power of death still approached Varian in a rapid pace.

But it's weakened enough by this point that he wouldn't die or be incapacitated after clashing.

So, Varian blasted through the red beam, using his vitality-rich body to withstand the washing of death.

When he broke through and reached the other end, Immortal showed a surprised expression. "Your powers…"

Varian gave no words in reply and punched out with every bit of his physical strength. He used other powers to mix in the punch, using the most strength he could.

…And got caught in Immortal's palm.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Too weak." With a clench, Immortal broke Varian's fingers and charged the power of death to inject into this ant. "To think you provoked me to save her. You had no chance."

"I did not but ughhh," Varian tried to pull out of his fist which was quickly withering away and said while failing. "She has a chance."

Saaa!

A sword of darkness reached Immortal who moved at the last moment, taking the sword in his chest instead of head.

Blood spurted on Varian's face and the abundant death energy in it began to drain away his lifeforce.

"Leave him." Isadora said in a cold voice and poured more aura into the weapon.

The sword lodged in Immortal's chest exploded, creating a huge cavity and the remnant darkness force began to burn his body like a sacred flame.

But the man remained unfazed.

Pouring more and more death energy into Varian who was turning blue and black with losing vitality, he looked at Isadora with a look of amusement.

"In hindsight, it's good that he provoked me. I will deal with him before you. As they say, main course should come after the appetizer. You are the main course."

"Leave him now!"

Isadora jumped at him, slashing two swords.

The power of death exploded from the man and a red hemispherical domain formed around him.

The moment Isadora entered it, she was atacked by the tremendous anti-life force.

The overflowing strength in her body dwindled and by the time she reached Immortal, one of her sword vanished altogether.

But not giving up anyway, Isadora swung that one sword with all her might and managed to slice off Immortal's hand that was holding Varian.

In response, Immortal merely smirked. "What a naive idiot."

With a flick of his wrist, the severed hand that was holding Varian's fist flew up and then smashed his head.

"Don't!"

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Even though the Death Giant path improved, the flooding power of death proved too much for Varian to bear.

He lay there without any strength to fight back and his bodily functions began to weaken.

The rotten smell of Immortal slowly dissipated, the red sky began to dim and the sounds of Isadora's cries as well as the reverberations of her sword against Immortal's hand quietened.

"I…"

Varian tried to open his mouth but he couldn't even form a single word.

He was angry at Immortal for saying those words. But he was also trying to provoke him to draw his attention so that Isadora could attack him when his attention on her wasn't high.

The plan suceceded. But they failed.

"No!"

A foot came into view and then the world turned dark.

Immortal was just too strong.